Upon hearing this, Luo Yanqing's lips parted slightly, softly uttering a single word: "Alright."
At the same time, in the Third Hospital.
Feng Lu had noticeably quieted down over the past half month. She lay on the hospital bed, gazing at the night outside the window, just hoping time would pass quickly.
So she could leave this damned place in half a year.
It wasn't Feng Lu daydreaming; on the afternoon of New Year's Eve, Feng Wei had visited the Third Hospital. At that time, he and Feng Lu sat face-to-face in this ward and had a calm conversation.
From the conversation, Feng Lu's emotions were very stable, and she clearly expressed to Feng Wei that she realized her mistakes and promised she absolutely wouldn't repeat them after leaving the Third Hospital.
But Feng Wei didn't fully trust her. He told Feng Lu, "Six months. If your emotions remain stable over the next six months, without any messy delusions, then we'll take you out of here."
