But Shen Jue still wrapped one arm around her waist to prevent her from falling, and with the other hand, maneuvered the wheelchair in the direction of her bed.
Once they reached the bed, Shen Jue picked her up and directly tossed her onto the bed.
Rong Qingqing landed on the bed, bounced slightly on the mattress, her body shaking a bit.
But she remained lying there motionless, maintaining the position in which she had been tossed onto the bed by Shen Jue.
Like a big turtle, lying on its back in the sun.
Shen Jue snickered, nudged Rong Qingqing's arm, "Turn around and lie properly, lying on your stomach for too long and you'll have trouble breathing."
Too tired, Rong Qingqing just wanted to lie there without moving.
"I'll worry about it when I can't breathe," Rong Qingqing replied softly, then simply closed her eyes, refusing to engage further.
