"Well..."
Ruolan's head felt dizzy, as if filled with lead.
She remembered that she seemed to have worked overtime continuously and didn't eat well. When she was receiving water from the company's tea cup, her vision went dark and she fell down.
Hypoglycemia occurred.
It's an old problem.
I guess you're in the hospital now, right? Colleagues are also serious, just send me to the hospital, don't advance me the medical expenses, my salary... It's hard to pay for it.
She struggled to open her eyes, her vision changing from blurry to clear.
What catches the eye is not the dazzlingly white ceiling of the hospital, but a pink, lace... Bed curtain?
Holy shit?
