On the way back from the hospital to Xiao Mo and Rao Jingxue's new house, Rao Jingru tried her best to reduce her sense of being. Without saying a word, she followed the two of them like a ghost.
"Find a place to sleep." Xiao Mo said such a sentence and led Rao Jingxue into the master bedroom.
Rao Jingru did not move, stood watching Xiao Mo and Rao Jingxue into the master bedroom. After they shut the door, blocking her line of sight, she just put out her hands to cover her mouth and coughed in a low voice.
Coughing for a long while, Rao Jingru obviously felt that there was no air in her chest. Her lungs began to spasm, and the blood smell in her mouth became more and more, filling her nose.
She tried to adjust her breathing, slowly straightened up, lowered her eyes and saw that the palms of her hands were scarlet.
Quickly walking into the bathroom, she locked the door back, then turned on the faucet to wash her hands carefully.