Xia Ruoxin walked over, but when she was getting closer, Chu Lui held her hand. His voice was hoarse until he almost had no sound.
"Don't touch her. Let her sleep. When she wakes up, that's truly the start."
Xia Ruoxin closed her eyes and felt her hand shake and her teeth chatter. Tick… tick… tears dropped bit by bit on the back of her hand.
Chu Lui extended his hand and pressed on her shoulders.
They were not a couple, but they had a common daughter. At this time, they could only use this action to endure their pain, to not allow themselves to break apart.
Yes, this was only the beginning. A four-year-old child going to such a big surgery… how could she handle it?
None of them dared to move this small being as they were afraid of touching her wound. They were also afraid that once they looked away, this poor child would be gone.
