He Xiyan smoothed the blanket that he had twisted, then checked on his wound. She only looked at him after she verified that his wound had not opened once more.
"Your mother is no longer in critical condition," she said with her head bowed and her gaze turned slightly grave when she saw his frail state.
She paused for a moment, then continued, "However, the injuries she sustained are more serious than your own. She still needs to undergo surgery and the doctor mentioned that her brain has been severely injured and that there is a high possibility of her ending up paralyzed."
She looked at him anxiously and her grip tightened on his hand as she looked at him. She was afraid that he would become as agitated as he was earlier but contrary to her expectations, he remained calm.
She watched as tears fell from his eyes as though a dam had broke, and flowed from his eyes to his pillow.
He was crying.
