After a long time, he couldn't recall what point of knowledge she was referring to. Fortunately, he was also a top student and considered smart, so he ran alongside Student Xie, asking, "What do you mean by what you said?"
As he asked, his face flushed with a bit of embarrassment, surely remembering the times he mocked Geng Lingfei, saying it was stupid for him to tail Student Xie, and now he was the fool.
"The surgery ended without closing the chest," Xie Wanying, a humble person, wouldn't act aloof and ignore her classmates, and would answer within her time limits.
At this moment, Dai Nanhui's heart was suddenly touched.
The two of them ran to the adjacent ward.
On the white sheets lay Xiaohui, her little face pale, a tracheal tube connected to a ventilator at her small throat, and other machines and tubes connected to her, like a broken doll only sustained by machines, a scene that broke one's heart.
Xie Wanying carefully lifted the blanket off the child, exposing her chest.
