Ruan Cheng rushed to the hospital.
Ruan Xiaoshuang was lying on the bed, her right wrist wrapped in thick bandages. Her eyes were empty and her face was as white as the sheets on her body.
The Ruan family's servant found Ruan Xiaoshuang in the middle of the night. She had fainted in the bathroom, her hands and the floor were covered in blood.
If she had not been sent to the hospital in time, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
Ruan Cheng's expression darkened.
However, when Ruan Xiaoshuang saw him, she actually smiled faintly.
She said softly, "Brother, don't be angry. Didn't I tell you long ago that if anything happens to him, I won't live alone either?"
Ruan Cheng was so angry that his vision turned black. "You believe Sang Qianqian's words that much and think that Sang Minglang is in my hands?"
Ruan Xiaoshuang looked at him for a moment, her expression heartbroken.
"You still don't want to admit it even now?"
