C53 What Kind of Punishment Do You Want

Qiao Zi'ang sat on the bed and held her hand.

Her face was still covered with an ice bag, and she no longer looked as pathetic as before. However, it made his heart ache even more.

Qiao Zi'ang sat at the head of her bed and waited for three hours, but she still did not wake up.

His eyes looked at the clock hanging on the wall. He took out his phone, walked to the side