Zhao Xue'er's eyes were filled with expectation, Xiao Xi's heart felt suffocated, but she nodded, "Really."
"They were just in a marriage of convenience, without any love."
"Divorce was just a matter of time."
She tried to keep her tone calm, and after speaking, she stepped out of Zhao Xue'er's hospital room.
Zhao Xue'er watched Xiao Xi's leaving figure, her eyes slightly darkening, carrying an ambiguous emotion.
After leaving Zhao Xue'er's hospital room, hurried footsteps came from the adjacent room.
Xiao Xi turned her head and saw a nurse pushing an old lady, who had cancer, out of the next room.
The old lady was too old. Alongside the cancer, she had developed many complications and suddenly fell ill.
Xiao Xi put away all her negative emotions and followed the nurse, pushing the old lady into the emergency room.
After several hours of rescue efforts, the old lady eventually did not survive. As she was passing, she held Xiao Xi's hand, her weak eyes conveying some comfort,