Shen Zhihuan then realized that Lin Banxia's condition had deteriorated to this extent.
Judging from the symptoms described by the Cheng family, Lin Banxia's illness is likely primarily caused by psychological issues.
A woman's body is easily affected by her emotions, and if she keeps these feelings bottled up for too long, it will be particularly harmful to her health.
Without saying a word, Shen Zhihuan pulled Cheng Xiangling along and quickened her pace toward the ward.
Although Pei Ji has been captured, it's hard to guarantee that there might still be enemy agents in the vicinity.
For safety reasons, the guards near the ward have not been removed.
After Shen Zhihuan greeted them, she was quickly allowed to pass.
Then, together with Cheng Xiangling, they stepped forward and quietly pushed open the ward door.
A breeze blew in through the crack in the open window, causing the curtains to flutter gently.
Bright sunlight streamed down, and Lin Banxia lay quietly on the bed near the window, her eyes closed.
She seemed to be sleeping soundly, her chest rising and falling slightly with her breathing.
Her pale, almost transparent face and furrowed brows suggested that the dream she was having was far from peaceful.
If Lin Banxia's name hadn't been posted on the bedside table, Shen Zhihuan would have found it hard to connect the extremely weak patient in front of her with the radiant image she remembered.
"Sister Zhihuan, the one lying inside is my aunt."
Cheng Xiangling spoke to her softly, but Shen Zhihuan, unusually, did not respond immediately.
She slowly took steps, as if her whole body was no longer under her control, and walked step by step toward the hospital bed.
Seeing Lin Banxia looking haggard due to her illness.
Shen Zhihuan's mind was filled with memories of her previous life, the scene where she was eating dumplings in the cafeteria when she learned of Lin Banxia's death from her colleagues.
This incident had a huge impact on her.
Whenever she thinks about how this frail singer would end up like that, Shen Zhihuan feels heartbroken.
The closer she got, the harder it became to hide her unbearable heartache.
The couple gave her a really strange feeling.
They had never met before, and hadn't even had a chance to exchange a single word.
But every time Shen Zhihuan sees them, she always feels a strong urge to cry.
With her last shred of reason, she forced back the tears welling in her eyes, moved a stool over, and sat down beside the hospital bed.
Shen Zhihuan gently lifted Lin Banxia's hand that wasn't receiving an IV drip, placed her index and middle fingers together on her wrist, and began to take her pulse.
Cheng Xiangling looked around and felt that the atmosphere was a bit strange, so she also kept her mouth shut, not daring to say anything and disturb them.
The ward fell silent, with only the sounds of each other's breathing and heartbeats audible.
A wave of warmth spread from where their skin touched, and Lin Banxia's eyelashes trembled in her sleep.
As if sensing someone was beside me, the dream, which was originally filled with darkness and despair, suddenly changed into another scene.
In her dazed state, Lin Banxia felt as if she had returned to the house from the past.
She had just gotten home from get off work and had barely changed her shoes and hung her coat on the rack when she heard a series of footsteps coming from inside the house.
A tiny, adorable little girl, who looked like a porcelain doll, rushed into her arms, tilting her head up and smiling at her.
"Mom, you're finally back! Huan'er has been waiting for you for so long!"
The moment the clear, soft child's voice rang out, Lin Banxia felt her eyes well up with tears and her nose sting; she was simply too excited to contain herself.
She held her daughter's small body tightly in her arms as if she were holding a lost treasure that had been found again, and even her voice was trembling and hoarse when she spoke.
"Baby, Mommy misses you so much."
The little guy tilted his head and looked at her, as if he didn't understand at all.
"I've always been by my mom's side. If she misses me, she can come and hug me."
Lin Banxia's voice was hoarse. She wanted to explain to her, but felt that saying such things would be too cruel to a child.
She herself didn't want to face those painful memories from the past.
She could only hold the child in her arms tighter and tighter.
It was as if by doing this, the mother and daughter would never have to be separated again.
The daughter in the dream didn't know why her mother was like this; she only knew that her mother seemed unhappy.
The little guy held her hand and acted coquettishly, trying his best to make her happy.
"Actually, I miss my mom a lot. I wish I didn't have to be separated from her."
"Huan'er is still too young. Daddy said she can't go to kindergarten yet. Can Mommy take Huan'er with her to work tomorrow?"
"I want to go see Mom sing. Huan'er will be a good girl and will definitely not cause Mom any trouble."
Looking at her daughter's innocent and naive smile, Lin Banxia choked up even more, feeling extremely heartbroken.
"Okay, I'll go with Mom."
She tried hard to smile back at her daughter.
But as I laughed, tears still streamed down my face uncontrollably.
This is all so wonderful.
As long as she can stay with her daughter, she would rather remain immersed in this dream forever and never wake up.
"Huan'er... daughter, my precious baby..."
Please, come back to me.
"Oh dear, what did Auntie dream about? Why is she crying all of a sudden?"
Shen Zhihuan shook her head without speaking. Seeing Lin Banxia on the bed with her brows furrowed, her eyes red, and her constantly talking in her sleep, she felt heartbroken.
Although she never showed it.
But what she once wished for most was to have loving parents.
Although it is unclear where Song Mingqian and Lin Banxia's daughter is now.
But if she knew how much her parents loved her, and how they never stopped searching for her even after she had been away from them for many years.
She must be very happy inside.
Just then, Cheng Wan, Song Xunying, and Cheng Yuanfang arrived.
Seeing Lin Banxia crying even in her sleep, everyone felt extremely distressed.
Chen Zhihuan calmed herself down and gently comforted them.
“I just showed it to Aunt Lin and I have a basic understanding of her situation.”
"Don't worry, I will definitely treat her well."
"Then I'll have to trouble you."
Shen Zhihuan curled her lips and turned her attention back to Lin Banxia's pulse, carefully examining her physical condition.
In order not to disturb the two patients in the ward, they spoke softly and kept their voices very low.
"Aunt Lin has probably had a fever these past two days. In addition, her health was not good to begin with, and her foundation has been completely depleted, which is why she is so listless."
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