Zhu Zhizhou was laid on the hospital bed, with Yan Shao accompanying Zhu Qianying and Chen Jing, standing by the bed.
As Chen Jing softly inquired about Zhu Zhizhou's physical conditions, Zhu Qianying stole a glance at Yan Shao.
He was standing upright, not showing any signs of impatience, but his expression was indifferent.
As if, everything and everyone around him had nothing to do with him.
However, indeed, except for her mother, Zhu Qianying also felt these people had nothing to do with her.
Or rather, from the bottom of her heart, she wished that one day, she could cut ties with these people related to the surname Zhu and have nothing more to do with them from then on.
As for Yan Shao, he probably considered all these individuals, including herself, to have nothing to do with him.
As her mother's questions became increasingly detailed, Zhu Qianying grew a little irritated and moved a few steps to stand by the window at the foot of the bed.
