The hospital bed slid rapidly down the hospital corridor.
Jiang Chaqia ran following the sliding hospital bed, the heels of his high heels tapping rapidly on the floor, shouting Jonah Qi's name as he ran.
The doctor opened Jonah Qi's eyelids, and his face under the mask was extremely serious. The operating room that opened the door was like a black hole in another dimension.
Watching Jonah Qi being pushed in, Jiang Chaqia was blocked and unable to follow. He almost collapsed from crying. He covered his face with his hands and leaned against the wall as he slowly slid to the ground.
She is such a beauty-loving and delicate person, and even the nail polish is not allowed to peel off. At this time, the heel on her foot has broken, her hair is disheveled, and her clothes are disheveled, but she has no energy to tidy up or notice it.
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