C247 Clear Sky Thunderbolt

"Beep..."

The sickroom was filled with the sound of cold medical equipment and the pungent smell of disinfectant.

On the bed in the corner, there was a tiny figure, like a glass doll abandoned by the whole world.

Her scattered long hair was a little messy, like a waterfall lying on the pillow. Under her closed eyes was an exquisite and small face