The hospital room had already quieted down. The nurse, considerate, ushered people out because visiting hours were over. Moreover, An Zhiyuan's condition did not allow so many people around him; he was still not completely out of danger. After all, the doctor had said recovery takes time, and leaving the ICU depended on his physical condition.
Bai Xiao could finally quietly stay by An Zhiyuan's side; he was still unable to eat anything.
A tube was inserted in An Zhiyuan's throat because his jaw needed repair after those bastards had shattered it.
Bai Xiao gripped his wrist tightly; now that they were not disturbed, she could finally treat him thoroughly.
The special ability was quickly transferred out.
Beep beep beep.
Glancing sideways, Bai Xiao saw unfamiliar faces on the monitor above, An Zhiyuan's heart rate was speeding up, including blood pressure and other vitals, and the footsteps of nurses and doctors were already heard hurried in the corridor.
