Qin Yu had just finished the operation, and the emotional ups and downs caused the wound to collapse and pierce the lungs.
He leaned on half of his body, hurriedly took out a pack of cigarettes from under the pillow with his fingertips, lit one and bit into his thin lips. Nicotine eased his pain.
At this time, the door of the room was pushed open from the outside, and Qin Yan who was eavesdropping slowly walked in.
She was a little afraid of Qin Yu, and looked at him from a distance, “Brother Hall, I heard everything.”
Qin Yu turned his head and glanced at her, his expression was a little blurred by the smoke.
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