C261 Life Is More Important than Money

At the army hospital, I carried a plastic bag into Li Hong's room. Li Hong was already able to sit up. She was currently leaning against the headboard with a pillow behind her back. When she saw me enter, she couldn't help but ask, "Xiao Liang, are you alright?"

I lowered my head, not daring to meet Li Hong's gaze. I took the chicken soup out of the plastic bag