"Qingqing, why are you out here? Why aren't you in the ward with Hu Haoran?" Jiang Hua sensed the situation was not good and tried to change the subject.

"Don't try to change the subject. You can't do this anymore, like a pushover, letting people manipulate you. You need to show some backbone, you know that!" Ye Qingqing continued, unaffected by her best friend's attempt to change the subject. Ye Qingqing was furious when she said this. It had always been like this since she was a child; she had always protected Jiang Hua like a mother hen protecting her chicks.

"Okay, okay, thank you Qingqing. I will learn from you in the future. Let's go, let's go back to the ward," Jiang Hua joked with a smile, knowing her best friend's good intentions.

The two strolled back slowly, laughing and joking along the way, becoming a warm sight in the cold hospital.

"It's such a pity about my soup. Never mind, you still have to bring it tomorrow," Ye Qingqing said as she entered the ward. Upon opening the door, she froze, the thermos falling to the floor again. Hu Haoran was already awake and smiling at her. Jiang Hua was also very happy, but noticed her best friend frozen beside her. Jiang Hua nudged Ye Qingqing, who blinked hard as if waking from a dream, realizing that he really was awake!

"Haoran, when did you wake up? I'll go call the doctor to come and take a look. You two talk first," Jiang Hua picked up the thermos from the ground and disappeared.

When the doctor and Jiang Hua returned, Ye Qingqing and Hu Haoran spoke tenderly to each other. Warm sunlight streamed through the window onto the two people on the hospital bed. The gentle and refined man and the beautiful woman gazed at each other affectionately, highlighting the tranquility of life.

Although it interrupted their tender moment, the examination was necessary. Ye Qingqing and Jiang Hua waited nervously for the doctor's results, while Hu Haoran was quite relaxed, with a calm smile on his lips.

Hu Haoran was quite relaxed, with a calm, faint smile on his lips.

After the examination was finally completed, the doctor announced: "Mr. Hu is now out of danger. He just needs to rest and have some follow-up examinations, and there shouldn't be any major problems."

Ye Qingqing completely relaxed at this moment, and tears involuntarily streamed down her face. Jiang Hua was also overjoyed to hear the news; the lovers were finally united, and this space belonged to them, allowing them to have a good talk. Jiang Hua silently left the ward, her mood as bright and cheerful as the sunshine outside. She was going to call her husband to tell him the good news, and she could spend more time with him now. However, as soon as she stepped out, a familiar large hand covered her mouth, and she was pulled into an embrace, startling Jiang Hua.

The two people in the hospital room.

"Qingqing, come here and give me a hug. It's been so long since I've hugged you. I miss it so much," Hu Haoran said to Ye Qingqing with a smile, opening his arms wide.

Ye Qingqing looked at Hu Haoran, tears still streaming down her face. Under Hu Haoran's gaze, she slowly nestled into his arms. Although the air was filled with the smell of disinfectant, Ye Qingqing felt at peace.

Hu Haoran sensed Ye Qingqing's emotions and felt incredibly relieved, offering her silent comfort. He had heard everything Ye Qingqing had said earlier; she had finally woken up, and he was able to hold her again. Hu Haoran truly missed her dearly.

"Qingqing, it's so good to be able to hold you again," Hu Haoran couldn't help but say what was on his mind.

Ye Qingqing, who had calmed down in Hu Haoran's arms, suddenly became agitated and started hitting Hu Haoran with her hands: "I told you to meddle in other people's business! I told you to bravely save people! I told you to sacrifice yourself for righteousness! I told you to disregard your own safety! I told you... not to think about me..." Ye Qingqing started crying again as she spoke.

Hearing this, Hu Haoran felt a pang of heartache and hugged Ye Qingqing tightly, making her feel his presence. The fear, worry, and grief in Ye Qingqing's words struck Hu Haoran's heart.

"Qingqing, it won't happen again. Believe me, from now on I will only exist for you. Don't cry, my heart is breaking," Hu Haoran's gentle voice rang in her ears.

Hearing these sweet words, Ye Qingqing's heart pounded like a drum, and she blushed unconsciously. When did she become so sentimental? Thinking back to her behavior just now, Ye Qingqing blushed all the way to the roots of her neck and continued to bury herself in Hu Haoran's arms, refusing to look up.

"Qingqing? Qingqing? Let me take a good look at you, okay?" Hu Haoran wanted to observe Ye Qingqing more closely. He hadn't noticed her before, but now, holding her noticeably thinner body, Hu Haoran felt very sorry for her.

"No, what's so interesting about this?" Ye Qingqing said sullenly, refusing to get up.

"How long was I unconscious?" Hu Haoran suddenly asked.

"It's been more than twenty days, but it feels like half a century to me," Ye Qingqing said, not wanting to recall the time before Hu Haoran woke up.

"So it's been almost a month since I last saw you. It feels like such a long time. Come on, get up and let me see you." For some reason, Hu Haoran, who had just woken up after surviving the ordeal, kept saying sweet words, which almost overwhelmed Ye Qingqing.

These were all things Ye Qingqing had said herself, such as not saying sweet nothings, being too conservative and not bold enough, and other such 'messy' things. Unexpectedly, Hu Haoran had written them all down and was planning to correct them one by one.

Ye Qingqing shyly got up from Hu Haoran's embrace, leaving Hu Haoran stunned by this rare display of charm. Ye Qingqing suddenly noticed that Hu Haoran was silent and unresponsive, so she looked up at him, only to find him staring at her. She couldn't help but chuckle, waving her slender hand in front of his eyes: "Silly boy, you're awake!"

Hu Haoran grabbed the mischievous hand. Its fingers were slender, with distinct knuckles, and it had lost a lot of weight. He then carefully observed Ye Qingqing and noticed that she was also wearing a hospital gown, had lost a significant amount of weight, and had an unnaturally pale complexion with heavy dark circles under her large eyes. If their appearances were the same, she was practically a completely different person from the previous Ye Qingqing.

"Qingqing, what happened to you! Is it because you took care of me all this time? I'm sorry." Hu Haoran was really heartbroken. He unconsciously placed his hand on Ye Qingqing's face and gently massaged her eyes.

"Isn't this good? I deliberately lost weight. I felt too fat before, but now I'm just right, hehehe..." Ye Qingqing laughed awkwardly, not wanting to put any psychological burden on Hu Haoran.

"Qingqing, take good care of yourself. Your happiness and well-being are the goals I strive for in this life. This is the last time I will make you sad, I promise!" Hu Haoran raised his right hand and swore to Ye Qingqing.