Bo chicheng VS Qi yehan

The doctor left the observation room.

Shi qinglan was still unconscious on the hospital bed. The girl's porcelain-like face looked even paler due to her weakness. The back of her fair and delicate hand was still pricked with needles, and her brows were slightly furrowed in pain while she was unconscious.

Bo Yicheng's large, hot palm held her small hand gently, and she could feel the needle making her fingertips tighten slightly ...

The few days when the girl had her period were always the days when he was the most worried about her. His heart ached for her, but he was helpless.

Bo chicheng pursed his lips slightly, a hint of self-blame faintly flashing between his brows. Seeing her like this, he also felt irritated ...

However, at this moment, she caught a glimpse of a figure from the corner of her eye.

"Who is it?" Bo Li Cheng immediately turned his head warily.