Wen Suihan turned his head back, emotion plain on his face.
Jiang Yi looked deeply into his eyes and placed the medical document in her hand in front of him.
The document, already half-soaked, was unfolded by Jiang Yi and laid on his steering wheel.
And Wen Suihan simply didn't have the courage to reach out and pick it up.
Looking at the post-operative safety considerations on it, Wen Suihan felt he was going mad.
He clenched the document silently, his hand shaking so much he could hardly hold the steering wheel.
Jiang Yi calmly gazed into the distance, the heavy rain reducing visibility outside to a blur within a few meters.
Wen Suihan's lips trembled as he said, "I'll take you to the hospital, such a private clinic... Even if the child is gone, I'm still not at ease about your health..."
But Jiang Yi stopped him, "Wen Suihan, now the only tie between us is gone, and you don't need to worry about my wellbeing."
Wen Suihan's brows were tightly knitted.
