The Tang dynasty was struggling with their thoughts, and Catherine did not rush him. After waiting for a while, she slowly dragged her legs and walked into the villa. Just as she was about to enter the villa, the sound of the Tang dynasty’s forbearance sounded behind her --
“Mo Qiange, is there still a chance to wake up?”
Catherine stopped and turned around. She saw that his long figure was almost merged with the night. He had his head lowered, and his slightly long bangs covered his eyes and brows. She could not see his true emotions --
She sighed in her heart. He was another person who was suffering for love.
Perhaps it was because they were in the same boat, Catherine Thought for a moment and said seriously, “He will wake up within ten years at the latest. Of course, if a miracle happens, he will wake up now.”
Mo Qiange’s deep coma caused by external injuries was not only waiting for him to wake up naturally, but also needed an opportunity.
