"It's just removing a tube," Yan Wuxu kept repeating in her mind, "I did nothing wrong to him, letting him go earlier is better for everyone."
In today's hospital room, there will be no one else. Su Ziceng and all those employees have gone to attend the court trial; it's the best opportunity to act.
In the hospital corridors, aside from two or three patients who passed by, no one else could be seen.
Yan Wuxu smoothly entered Su Qingzhang's room. The ICU was very quiet, even the breathing sounds of Su Qingzhang seemed to have disappeared.
Having shaved a few days ago, stubbles of stiff blue beard began to emerge on Su Qingzhang's face. Yan Wuxu stood by the bedside, gazing at him with a complex look in her eyes.
Her position today, was all thanks to this man; once he had given her everything, but it was also his indifference that destroyed it all.
Yan Wuxu turned back and walked into the bathroom, took a clean towel, and wiped his face one last time.
