Aidan Lucas was repulsed when she hugged him voluntarily.
However, as soon as his palm touched her arm, intending to push her away, Hannah Ford, in his arms, suddenly gasped.
"Hiss...it hurts...Ethan, it hurts here, don't touch!"
Aidan Lucas raised his eyebrows and immediately felt something was off.
He had just lightly touched Hannah's arm and hadn't exerted any force. How could it hurt?
His eyes instantly darkened, and ignoring Hannah's obstruction, he directly pulled her sleeve up.
"Ethan, don't... don't look... it's ugly... really ugly!" Hannah cried with rain-like tears, desperately trying to stop Aidan Lucas.
However, how could she resist the strength of a man?
The hospital gown's sleeve was easily pulled up.
The small forearm and upper arm exposed outside the sleeve were so pale that they were almost transparent.
But on that pale skin, there were densely packed needle marks.
Hannah's arm seemed to be so thin that only bone and a thin layer of skin were left.
