C140 Trim past

Time passed quickly, but not slowly. In the blink of an eye, two weeks had passed.

Tang Zhen spent the past two weeks in silence, and it was not as if no one messed around with her.

"Tang Zhen, why do you insist on leaving the hospital today? Your head injury has not completely healed yet."

Xu Miaomiao tidied up Tang Zhen's clothes. Seeing that there were still some green marks on her forehead