C1140 What a Mess

"Thank you." Hwa Yihan seemed to want to run away as she stopped looking at Shen Zeyu, who was on the bed.

The air was condensing and the room was deathly silent.

"Pah!" A very slight sound. It was very sudden and abrupt.

Hwa Yihan turned around and looked at the voice.

However, he found that a drop of blood was slowly dripping from the gauze onto Shen Zeyu's pillow