Surrounded by a dense fog, Su Wanxin tried hard to grasp something. But in the end, she came up empty-handed.
The moment she opened her eyes, it felt like a lifetime had passed.
The familiar smell of the hospital enveloped her, with whiteness everywhere, she stared blankly at the ceiling for a long time before finally coming back to her senses.
The last memory before she fell into a coma surged into her mind; she remembered Li Xuanqing taking her away... Her body was in pain, and she had no idea how many days she had slept.
Su Wanxin let out a deep sigh, slightly turned her head, and then paused in surprise.
Fu Shihan was looking at her with red eyes, not knowing how long he had been keeping watch here.
"What are you staring at me for?" Su Wanxin's voice was hoarse as she spoke, tugging at the corner of her mouth, trying to reveal a faint smile. "It's kind of scary."
Fu Shihan remained silent, taking her hand and gently caressing it.
