The neighboring ward had the curtains drawn, and when the door was pushed open, light flooded in.
The message content he'd read countless times suddenly appeared in his mind, deeply ingrained.
Muo Huangnian's tall figure instantly froze. His grip on the doorknob tightened, and his chest injury seemed to tear open in an instant, causing him to bend slightly in pain.
The faint sound caught the attention of the youth on the hospital bed. Duan Qingyi gently covered Manman's ears with his hand and quietly got out of bed.
Outside the ward.
Duan Qingyi noticed the bloodstains on the man's bandaged chest in front of him and frowned, "You're bleeding. Let the doctor bandage it up."
However, Muo Huangnian seemed indifferent, looking at him blandly, "Didn't you come out to say something to me? Why worry about whether I'm bleeding or not."
