Inside the ward, the dim, yellowish light cast a hazy glow, casting the silhouettes of Yang Xiaohua and Zhao Shuzhuo in a slightly ethereal light.
Zhao Shuzhuo's sincere and passionate words drilled one by one into Yang Xiaohua's ears, like a gentle breeze under the warm spring sun brushing across her heart, stirring up an indescribable warmth deep within her.
Looking back on the past, Yang Xiaohua's journey of growing up was full of hardships.
Chapter 631