On the third day after the incident, mu Zichen woke up in the hospital ward. The first thing she saw was Wen Yu arranging flowers by the bed.
He was in a daze, and his mind was filled with the scene of that day. He heard someone crying and shouting in his ear, begging him not to die.
It was also because of this voice that he persevered. He could not die. He still had many things to do.
Wen Yu noticed the movement on the bed. She turned her head and saw that mu Zichen was awake. She smiled at him."You're awake."
Her tone and expression made it seem as if mu Zichen had not woken up three days after the operation. Instead, it was like a simple greeting in the morning.
In fact, she was only calm on the surface, but her heart had long been in turmoil.
She didn't dare to think about whether he would never wake up. Even if she didn't wake up, she would still be here. She owed him.
