Chapter35

Seeing his sullen face, Snow Cecy stuck out her tongue and said nothing.

She just lay there, watching the drip drop by drop.

"It's a little stuffy!" Snow Cecy asked in a low voice.

"What's wrong?"

Thomas Reagan, who was sitting next to her, was dealing with business on his mobile phone. Seeing her sudden voice, he thought it was something important, so he immediately raised her head and asked with concern.

"I want to go out for a walk, even if I just want to have a rest in a place with fresh air behind."

Snow Cecy felt bored.

She had a lot of things in her mind. After lying down, she felt that all these things were in front of her eyes.

"Then..."

Thomas Reagan had no choice but to help her up and prepare a wheeled shelf for drips bottles. He held her hand and took her out of the emergency room.

After walking two circles in the corridor of the hospital, Snow Cecy felt that her body seemed to have stretched a little.

"Look, all kinds of people in the hospital are racing with death."

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