At the hospital.
The smell of disinfectant permeated the entire ward. The girl's scarred face frowned and her eyes were tightly closed, as if she was sleeping soundly. In her dream, she was incomparably nervous and afraid.
Mu Zhiyan lowered her eyes that were the same as the starry sky, her slender fingers tightly holding the girl's fair hand, placing her palm on her chest, hoping to temporarily give her a little bit of comfort.
Rufeng couldn't help but feel sour when he saw everything. He sighed and could n' t help but say," Young Master Mu, you haven't eaten or rested for a few days. I' ve got someone to prepare some light porridge. You some first and rest. I'll call you when Miss Qiao wake up."
"No need." Mu Zhiyan coldly rejected him, his eyes seemingly unable to move away from the
