C90 If You Don't Love It It Won't Hurt

There were three or four black police cars parked at the entrance of the hospital, and the red lights on the car roof kept flashing, and there was a sharp siren in the middle that made people panic and fear.

It was unknown when the sky lit up. The gushing morning sun illuminated the sky above the hospital, but it could not warm Faang Xiaoran's cold and hopeless heart.

Zhao Lih and Faang Xinyuan