C549 A deranged monster

Hospital.

Xu Huan was lying on the white sickbed. The wound was still faintly aching.

She held the phone tightly in her hand and looked at the string of numbers on it.

Wenluo was someone he cared about. If she called him and said that she thought she was hurt, she would definitely come back to see him, right?

Trembling, he pressed the number on the phone and it soon connected