C224 Three Billion Is Not Even Worth a Little Girl's Life

In the pure white ward, it was incomparably quiet.

The air was filled with a strong smell of disinfectant, which was unpleasant to the nose.

Leng Huaiqing hated this smell the most, but now, as he sat by the bed and looked at the slender figure lying there quietly, his heart ached. How could he still have the mood to care about that irritating smell?

With a deep gaze