C238 If I Were You I'd Rather Die

In Wen Nanzhi's ward, other than the smell of medicine, there was also the fragrance of Chiang Yun's bone soup.

In Wen Nanzhi's eyes, this was clearly Chiang Yun's concern for her. If it was in the past, she would be overjoyed but now she did not dare to accept this concern.

She stared at the bone soup that was still steaming and had an indescribable feeling of discomfort