C87 Slut Li Ting

Zhang Xue laid on the sickbed quietly, there were bruises on the corner of his mouth, as though she had been slapped. I touched the corner of her mouth in heartache, and suddenly saw the kiss mark on her neck.

Could Zhang Xue be...

Taking advantage of the fact that there was no one else in the ward, I gently lifted up the blanket and undid Zhang Xue's hospital gown