C590 The Accident Wasn't an Accident

When the two of them got to the ward, Tan Jing was talking slowly under the guidance of a doctor, and a string of incoherent, vague syllables rolled out of her throat intermittently. It was like a gust of wind passing through the broken bellows, leaving behind a sound. It was extremely hoarse, and it was completely not as clear and pleasant as her throat in the past.

But even so