Hearing that Qiao Daihan only had her last breath left, Chen Yang's expression became extremely grave as he walked straight into the ward.
The other members of the Qiao family stayed outside, while Qiao Shan, Qiao Yu, and Qiao Xiurui, three close relatives, followed Chen Yang into the ward.
"Sister, Brother Yang is here to see you."
Qiao Xiurui walked to the bedside. Although he had some toughness on the outside, at this moment, his tears were falling.
However, Qiao Daihan couldn't hear his words, showing no response at all.
Chen Yang looked toward the bed and saw Qiao Daihan with a deathly pale complexion, her eyes tightly shut, her face covered in scars, and her arms that stuck out from under the blanket also marred with various wounds.
Perhaps the doctors thought she was beyond saving, for there were no other medical devices attached to her apart from a heart monitor, and she wasn't even receiving IV fluids.
