C173 Suicide

"Alright, I understand." Hearing Huo Jingyu's words, Xi Xiaosu reached out to support Cailing as he walked towards her.

Cailing's face was pale, and there was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. He looked like he was in pain. Xi Xiaosu helped Cailing sit beside her. She got up and took out a disinfectant towel from the box beside her. She gently wiped the sweat off his forehead.

"Cailing