C27 I Didn't Seduce Brother Sheng

The air in the ward was filled with the faint scent of jasmine flowers. There was an intravenous drip hanging beside the white sickbed, dripping down the blood vessels on the back of the slender hand.

Wanmei's face was pale. Her hair was combed to the sides and her exposed forehead was covered with white gauze. Her light brown eyes showed a trace of weakness and her lips were very light