He stopped abruptly, and the anger in his eyes gradually died down.

All that is left is deep pity and worry.

Finally, he pursed his lips, slowly stepped back, and gently closed the door.

Shi Heng found Lin Hao in the director's office.

He asked anxiously, "Director Lin, what's going on with Youbao now?"

Lin Hao stood up and said solemnly, "Although the surgery for the head injury was successful, the impact was severe after all. We need to observe it for a few days to prevent complications."

After saying this, he paused and glanced at Shi Heng.

"This time, it's thanks to that man that he brought her here in time. If it had been a little later, the situation might have been even more difficult."

Shi Heng was silent for a moment, then turned and walked out of the office.

My legs felt like they were filled with lead.

Shi Heng walked into the ward again.

Han Jingchen was suddenly awakened when he heard footsteps and quickly let go of Gu Youran's hand.

He raised his head, a hint of panic in his eyes.

But soon, he regained his composure and looked at Shi Heng quietly.

The two people's eyes met in the air.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the ward was suffocatingly tense.

Shi Heng stared at Han Jingchen closely, his hands clenched at his sides, his nails almost digging into his palms.

His chest heaved violently.

A long time passed.

Shi Heng seemed to be using up all his strength to squeeze out a few words from between his teeth.

"This time...thank you for bringing her to the hospital."

This sentence was extremely difficult to say, and each word was like a heavy stone.

Han Jingchen smiled bitterly, his eyes full of loneliness.

He looked at Gu Youran lying on the hospital bed, his voice slightly hoarse.

"Take good care of her and don't put her in danger again."

After saying that, he walked towards the door.

Just as Han Jingchen was about to step out of the ward, Shi Heng pursed his lips and squeezed out a sentence.

"Thank you."