But Song Xijiao still heard the sound of a hospital bed being dragged from the room to the left, as well as a language she couldn't understand...

She woke up suddenly.

left……

Li Chenyi.

His hands and feet were tied with restraints, and he was covered with a thin towel blanket. Several tendon and vein pathways were built to provide blood transfusions, medicine, and nutritional supplements. The instruments kept beeping, like a death warrant.

"Who are you? Where are you taking him?"

She looked warily at the seven or eight men in white clothes who were organizing the instruments and equipment to maintain vital signs. Are they going to take Li Chenyi away?

The man standing by the window turned around and looked at Song Xijiao from head to toe.

He uttered three words that left her baffled, "It's you."

Song Xijiao exclaimed in confusion.

"What?"

The man ignored her and directed Li Chenyi to move his bed and push it out the door...

Song Xijiao rushed over, holding onto the doorframes on both sides with both hands. "You still haven't told me who you are? What's your relationship with him? I can't let you take him away."

There were seven or eight men, all about 1.8 meters tall and strong. Song Xijiao felt like seven or eight eggs that would break if squeezed.

But she swallowed, her eyes drooped, and in a flash, her originally drooping brows suddenly raised like a sword, her eyes full of determination, as if she would not let go until he told her.

The man said something again in a language she couldn't understand, then pointed at her and then at Li Chenyi.

Song Xijiao insisted on speaking Chinese, but the group of men used a language she could not understand.

Song Xijiao even wondered if they thought she was deaf or stupid.

She looked at the group of people, sizing them up without hesitation, and noticed that they were all wearing the same masks.