The scenes from last night are still vivid, tears flooded into the nose and ears, he showed no mercy at all, no matter how she begged he remained indifferent, just madly demanding her...
Thinking of the struggles in the darkness, that suffocating scene, she felt like her legs were still weak.
Riley Sully chuckled, how could he possibly like her?
If he really liked her, how could he treat her so harshly?
She gently shook her head, washed her face and went back to lay on the sickbed, her whole body seemed somewhat gloomy.
After a while of random thoughts, the bag started to feel drowsy and colder, and she unconsciously fell comatose again...
When Dr. Fisher returned, she immediately noticed the IV drip was pulled off, dangling emptily by the bedside, her gaze tightened, and she quickly stepped forward to feel her forehead: "Why is the fever back again! And how could the medicine be pulled off!"
