บท 37: How Many Days Until The Wedding?

Zhao Lifei groaned at the soreness of her body. Painfully and slowly, she moved into a sitting position. She stared at her surroundings in confusion. It was a fancy and lavish hospital room that was twice the size of a regular one.

She glanced at the IV drip that was connected to her and the different machines beside her.

'What am I doing here?' She asked herself, completely unsure how long she had been unconscious.

The room was virtually empty and there was no one else in it. The curtains were pulled back to reveal the bright morning outside.

Zhao Lifei sighed. She looked around the room for her purse and grinned when she saw it sitting on the nightstand next to her. She strained her arm to grab the purse, but to no avail. Slumped at her failure, Zhao Lifei huffed like a child.

"Fool, you should've pressed the help button." Yang Feng mused from the door. He had watched her strain to grab the purse that was too far for her short arms.