The Low-Key Ceo's Second-Hand Wife

If she had a choice, An Ran would rather never see Qi Yu again in her life. She would hide all the good things in her heart and secretly recall them alone. However, the slowly turning wheels of time seemed to have deviated from the normal track, and two people who were like parallel lines met again. Early spring is the peak season for colds. The hospital was filled with the pungent smell of disinfectant. An Ran was secretly glad that she came earlier and got a chair. The drip has been connected, and the dripping liquid flows into the blood vessels regularly. "It took me half a day to have some free time," she smiled, enjoying it, thinking to herself, it's not a bad thing to be sick...