Du Qingyu was very angry, but she was also powerless. Her body was so weak now that she couldn't even get out of the hospital bed. Her illness still depended on these doctors to treat her, so what could she do? She could only endure it!
After a night passed, Du Qingyu found that her condition had worsened. Yesterday she could barely sit up by herself, but now it was as if she had been beaten paralyzed, she couldn't sit up at all on her own.
She not only had a high fever, but it was also very difficult to make any sound with her throat. Every time she coughed, it would last half an hour.
She was anxious inside, but she didn't even have the ability to express her thoughts. She could only watch a group of doctors surround her and study her condition, yet they still didn't know what illness she had. She even thought that if this continued, she might die on this hospital bed...
