Looking at the pale-white Qi Han on the bed, Qi Jie heart couldn' t help but feel a wave of sorrow. This was her husband who had used her schemes and life to exchange for it. Should she say that she deserved it? Or should she say that she could not die?
Qi Jie didn' t know what to say. She covered her mouth and nose with a white handkerchief and squatted beside her bed to check her injuries.
Qi Han was due to the snow covering and frostbite on his leg, which caused his consciousness to become unclear. Now that he had vented more air and less air, Qi Han frowned and didn' t go down. As soon as he stood up, Qi Han eyes slowly opened.
She had long lost her original essence and energy. She used her remaining strength to pull Qi Jie hand." You...... You...... It was Qi Jie...... "What?"
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