After waking up, Gu Nuannuan felt like she had undergone a life-or-death experience, like she had walked around hell and back, and her attachment to Shen Zhan had waned even further.
"Fifth Sister, something bad happened." Lingxi returned after taking a call, her face dark, "That bitch is critically ill. Although she was saved this time, according to Old Xia, if she doesn't find a successfully matched kidney, she won't survive another month."
That vile man Shen Zhan has always been eyeing Fifth Sister's kidney, and now that things are so dire, who knows what kind of measures he might take.
Critically ill?
She repeatedly rubbed the bruised marks on her neck, her mind a blank.
Her brain felt as if it had been drained, completely out of it.
Lingxi glanced at Gu Nuannuan, her gaze returning to the lonely divorce agreement lying on the table, "Fifth Sister, let go while you still have your dignity!"
