Chapter 732

Inside the luxury ward of the hospital, the atmosphere was stiflingly quiet. Song Jiayu lay motionless on the bed, an IV drip attached to her hand. A far cry from her usual radiant self, her face was stripped of all makeup; her complexion, once glowing, was now pale and lackluster. She looked entirely lifeless and utterly defeated. The loose hospital gown hung off her frame, emphasizing just how thin she had become. Su Hongyi sat on the nearby sofa, his tailored, high-end suit a stark display of luxury. The crisp lines of his jacket and the shine of his leather shoes contrasted sharply with the scene on the hospital bed. He glanced at Song Jiayu from time to time, his expression a complex mix of concern and weary helplessness.