Meanwhile, on the sixth floor of the military district hospital.
Li Lu looked around in utter boredom, the vast private VIP room lacking a second person.
Shu Yu wasn't there either.
After being driven out by Li Lu in the middle of last night, Shu Yu hadn't shown up again, and although Li Lu was anxious, she would never openly tell Shu Yu that his absence made her feel very uneasy.
What would Shu Yu think if he heard that?
Li Lu snorted coldly and took a big gulp of the hot milk from the table.
It really was different being an acquaintance—Gu Xiaonuan, that heartless and ungrateful person, didn't even say goodbye to her before leaving, but at least she had thoughtfully asked Shen Liang to take special care of her.
In contrast, the treatment in Room 617 was worlds apart from Li Lu's.
Han Ling'er lay on the hospital bed, looking up at the white ceiling.
"Shu Yu, you have to be mine! You must be mine."
