"She is exhausted and in bad condition. She needs to go to the hospital immediately." Shi Heng answered without stopping.
Dongfang Hao quickly took out his phone and said, "I'll contact the hospital. You guys go directly there. I'll arrange for a doctor to pick you up."
Shi Heng didn't say much and carried Gu Youran into the car.
…
Two days later.
In the ward of Renhe Hospital.
Shi Heng sat on the edge of the bed, his back straight, like a silent statue.
He held Gu Youran's hand tightly, as if this could bring her back from her coma.
Her face was so pale that there was not a trace of blood, and her breathing was almost inaudible, as if she would disappear at any time.
Shi Heng's gaze remained fixed on her face.
From the slight frown on her brow to the tight pursed lips.
He remembered every detail clearly.
Suddenly, he let go of her hand, stood up and walked to the window.
The moonlight poured in through the glass, shining on the side of his face, casting a cold and hard outline.
He raised his hand and lightly touched the glass with his fingertips, as if touching her face.
"Youbao..." His voice was so low that it was almost inaudible, as if it was squeezed out from the depths of his throat.
He turned and walked back to the bed, bent down, and held her in his arms.
Her body was cold and soft as if weightless.
He buried his face in the crook of her neck, inhaling the faint medicinal scent of her body.
His arms tightened little by little, as if he wanted to rub her into his body.
"You promised me," his voice was hoarse and choked with sobs, "You said you wouldn't leave me."
“Tick-tock…”
The only answer he got was the monotonous sound of the instruments.
Shi Heng's fingertips gently stroked her cheek, as if he was touching a fragile treasure.
His eyes were red, but no tears fell.
"Wake up," he whispered, "I'll wait for you."
at the same time.
Gu Youran's consciousness fell into chaos.
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