About twenty minutes later, Ye Fan entered the hospital ward carrying a bowl of white porridge.
Seeing Ye Fan, tears involuntarily welled up in Lu Xiaoman's eyes.
Having been secretly coerced and threatened by He Jiaqiang to become his mistress, and even drugged by him tonight, almost losing her chastity, had been a prolonged torment to her spirit and will.
Ye Fan placed the white porridge on the table and walked to the bedside, gently asking, "Xiaoman sister, are you feeling okay?"
Wow—
Lu Xiaoman suddenly threw herself onto Ye Fan, hugging his waist tightly, and started crying like a child.
Ye Fan was startled, but he immediately understood what Lu Xiaoman was feeling. Almost being drugged and violated, any girl would be terribly frightened.
With gentle pats on Lu Xiaoman's back, he sat on the edge of the bed, and Lu Xiaoman continued to cry, burying her pretty face in his chest.