After nightingale's release, Lin Aoxue rushed over and watched Su Rui lie quietly in the intensive care unit with a tube in her nose, a bandage around her body and no blood on her face.

"Surrey, Surrey, Surrey."

Above Lin Aoxue's beautiful face is also a pallor. She has never seen such a look of Su Rui before. She does not know what to do. She leans on the glass and mutters. Tears have flowed into her mouth, full of bitter and salty taste.

This is her man, the person she identified, the person she made up her mind to follow for a lifetime, but at this moment, although they...