The infirmary's walls and ceiling were painted white and it was so quiet that the only sound heard was the breathing of those inside. Given that it had a lighter smell of disinfection than the hospital, Xiyu didn't hate it that much. Perhaps it was also because Jiang Yu was with her.
Her face was flushed red as she lay on the bed. She appeared to be very uncomfortable with her hands stretched out as if she wanted to hold on to something.
Get more PearlsTop Up
Go to Joyread app
Then you can read more chapters. And you'll find other wonderful stories on Joyread.