Shen yuecang hurried to the hospital, asked Zongxia's ward number at the front desk, and then strode to her ward.

he opened the door in a hurry, but Zongxia was still awake. Shen yuecang watched Zongxia's forehead wrapped in white gauze, his eyes tightened, and slowly walked to the bedside to look at her.

her face was pale, and there was almost no blood on her lips. Even when she fell asleep, her eyebrows were tightly locked together.

Shen yuecang's heart flashed a touch of heartache, leaned down slightly, reached out and gently smoothed her frown. Then he got up and went to the sofa on one side to sit...