C40 You demon don't even think about bullying me

In the quiet corridor of the hospital, Yu Huan was sitting in a plastic chair with her head lowered. She couldn't help but clench her fists. Chu Yufeng had been in there for a long time. Was he going to be alright?

His pale face still had dried blood, and his hair was messy. His loose jacket hung loosely on his body, and he looked to be in a sorry state.

Xiuxiu frowned, her eyes were gloomy