C140 Reschedule

After everything was done, Zhuang Wenjie didn't leave. She closed the door and locked it from the inside. Then, she moved a stool over and sat in front of Yan Xulang's bed. When Zhuang Wenjie first saw him, she only felt that he hadn't changed much. But now that she looked at him closely, his face was much thinner and sunken. His lips were jet-black, and his entire face had a sickly look to it