C1121 Forgetting Memories(2)

"Qian, Qian?"

"Ah, I'm sorry, I was distracted."

Liu Yuqian was lying on the bed. She had been staring at the IV drip and said, "In two days, there will be no need to insert the needle, right? My hands are full of needles. I can say goodbye to these intravenous drip."

Hsiang Tai was peeling an apple clumsily on the side. He peeled the apple like a dog. When he heard Liu Yuqian say this