Chapter 75

Cheng Lydia, who had four stitches on her forehead, was not too badly injured and insisted on not being hospitalized. Shen Ron surveyed her, still pale, and asked, "Why won't you be hospitalized?" "There's no need, just go back and change your own medicine." Cheng Lydia said indifferently. "No, you have to listen to me." Shen Ron held her down by the shoulders and pushed her back into bed as she prepared to get up. "I don't like being hospitalized, I dread the feeling." Cheng Lydia made a scene and said unkindly, "I've been in the hospital since the beginning of my life, alone, without even a vain person to ask, and since that time I've dreaded the feeling of lying in a hospital bed, can you understand that feeling I have?" Five years ago, when she'd awakened from her coma, it was the smell of sterile water and a room of white, cold and cruel, that had surrounded her. She didn't know who she was