East City Hospital.
Several people finally met Shu Yan in the hospital ward.
She had taken off her coat, hat, mask, and sunglasses, now sitting on the bed in a thin hospital gown, looking rather anxious, as if waiting for something.
When she saw Jiang Li and the others push the door and enter, Shu Yan's eyes reignited with hope. She immediately walked over unsteadily and reached to grab Jiang Li's hand, attempting to kneel before her.
Everyone was startled, and Jiang Li quickly helped her up.
"What are you doing?"
Shu Yan cried uncontrollably, "Jiang Li, if it weren't for you, I might never have been able to leave that place in my life. Thank you... thank you for saving me."
Wen Jiaojiao looked at the wounds on her face and body, feeling both anger and heartache.
"Shu Yan, what exactly happened? Why haven't you contacted us in so many days? Do you know how worried we've been about you?"
