Chapter 945 (2/2)

Shao Li didn't dare to answer. She bowed her head and didn't say a word.

Another gust of wind blew in from the half open window of the balcony, slammed the open door, and scared Shaoli to shake.

Her increasingly thin body was hung with ill fitting hospital clothes. When the wind blew, she saw her clothes floating. Her pale face seemed more transparent than Jiang Rumo's last visit. It seemed that her vitality was gradually pulling away from her skinny body.

Jiang Rumo watched Shaoli stand there trembling. She was still barefoot. It was cold at night. A burst of wind made her shiver and shrink her shoulders. One hand pressed on the back of the infusion hand, and a large piece of bruise had been on the back of the withered and pale hand.

In fact, not only the back of the hand, her two arms are not very good-looking. On the skinny arm, the abrupt green tendons are attached to the skin and flesh, just like the roots entrenched on the earth's surface. The blue and purple pieces after pieces are the sequelae of daily infusion.

Jiang Rumo knew Shaoli's condition, and now her appearance seemed to recall some bad pictures in her memory.

She frowned, looked away from Shaoli, and said coldly, ”don't stand, go back and lie down.”

Shao Li was stunned and looked up at her. It seemed that she couldn't believe she would hear such words from her.

Jiang Rumo was also slightly stunned for a moment, and a very light discomfort slipped through the bottom of his eyes, but soon disappeared. The chicken eyes of those hook people suddenly recovered their fearsome coldness.

”If you die too fast, we'll be embarrassed,” she said coldly.

After all, there are other uses for keeping Shaoli's chess piece.

If Shao Li dies, Su ri'an

Shaoli nodded and went back to bed.

She thought Jiang Rumo would leave soon, but after lying in bed for a long time, she didn't hear the sound of the opening and closing of the ward door. Instead, the old balcony door ”squeaked”.

She turned her head slightly and saw Jiang Rumo standing at the window with his back to her.

Today, when the nurse left, she specially closed all the other windows for her, only half of them were opened, but the sudden strong wind even poured in the small half of the gap.

Shaoli waited for a long time, and Jiang Rumo finally made a move.

She opened the window in front of her to the maximum at once. The wind circling outside the window suddenly found a new entrance and rushed into the ward more violently.

Shao Li felt cold and tightened her quilt, but she looked at Jiang Rumo. The man's hair was messy by the wind, and her clothes were filled with water. The wind blew up. She didn't feel cold at all, so she stood there in the wind.

She felt that Jiang Rumo was a little strange at this time. It was a little different from Jiang Rumo she had been in contact with, but she didn't dare to ask more.

On the balcony, Jiang Rumo stood quietly. She knew Shaoli was looking at herself, but she didn't care.

The cool air outside poured in more, which finally dissipated the smell of disinfectant in the house and her memories.

She looked at the night outside the window, took a deep breath against the wind, and spit out heavily.