Ya Shitian was displeased, "Are you really that reluctant to let him die?"
Ye Anqi stood up, glaring at him fiercely, "I'm reluctant to let you die! Just listen to me, otherwise, I won't care about you anymore."
After saying that, she walked outside, and Ya Shitian laughed.
But seeing Timothy on the ground, his good mood vanished again.
Really want to kill him...
Ye Anqi quickly brought up the medical kit.
In the room, Ya Shitian was resting against the head of the bed.
Timothy was still on the ground.
Ye Anqi locked the door from inside, and asked concernedly, "Are you okay? Are you feeling very uncomfortable?"
Ya Shitian grabbed her hand, pulling her body over.
Ye Anqi sat beside him, leaning close to him.
Ya Shitian embraced her, speaking softly, "I'm fine, just that my strength hasn't recovered."
"Really fine? Your condition was very serious at the time."
"I'm fine, I won't die."
Bringing this up made Ye Anqi angry.
