Wei Jie looked at the blood at the corner of my mouth and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, there is still some blood on your lips..."
I wiped the blood from the corner of my mouth with my finger and quietly looked at Su Ya lying on the bed. Her fair face was covered in sweat, and she kept moaning, "Doctor... save the child..."
Did she truly love Mùróng Zhuó this deeply?
Chapter 281