Today, Shen Yiqiu wore a black sleeveless maxi dress.
On her delicate feet, she donned a pair of black high heels.
Her long, jet-black hair cascaded over her shoulders, giving off a sense of fresh simplicity and beauty.
Last night, she had been unable to reach Ye Tian, and she was very worried.
She had hardly slept all night, and her pretty face looked slightly tired.
"Zhao Jianfeng, I'm not in the mood to listen to your ramblings right now."
"Xiao Tian is missing, don't you care at all?"
"After all, Xiao Tian calls you 'Brother Zhao.'"
"Don't you consider him a friend?"
Shen Yiqiu was very impatient.
Zhao Jianfeng was supposed to be discharged from the hospital in a couple of days.
Originally, his "family jewels" had been snipped by Widow Qian from Ping'an Village.
He didn't seek medical treatment but fled back to Wu Zhou instead.
When the wound down there began to fester, luckily, Ye Tian and Shen Yiqiu called an ambulance just on time to get him to the hospital.
