Xue Xianglan felt very restless, finding it hard to breathe in the hospital room, so she decisively turned and left the room.
She leaned against the white wall of the corridor, looking down at the floor.
The few men in the hospital room exchanged glances, remaining silent.
The matters between them are things no one else can intervene in; they can only resolve it themselves.
Who doesn't go through some ups and downs in love? If you get through it, you're lucky; if not, it's fate.
Tang Yuxiu and You Shuyang, seeing that Xiang Linghao was fine, went back to the company.
Tang Mubei felt he wasn't needed there either, so he left.
Xue Jiarui stood in the corridor outside, having looked at Xue Xianglan, pondering whether he should say certain things to her.
Xue Xianglan slightly bowed her head, knowing without looking what expression Xue Jiarui had.
"If you have something to say, then just say it. There's no need to hold back, since he's in a coma. I want to hear what you'll say."
