Everyone knew of the case, so Qin Hanyu understood Yun Huan's plight.
When Qin Yi was comatose for five years, he was in the same situation. If not for Yun Huan, who gave him hope, he would not have survived.
"What a pitiful child," Qin Mian sighed.
At that time, he had a good relationship with Father Yun. Who knew that after so many years, such shocking events would take place for the two families?
His daughter had been swapped, and the Yun family was broken up and left with only Yun Huan.
Yun Huan silently lay on the bed inside the light blue room, his handsome, white face having paled quite a bit in comparison to his slightly pink complexion. His brows were tense, and although he was comatose, he was not at ease.
Qin Yi extended her hand out, smoothened out his brows with a sigh. Yun Huan had been comatose since Yun Xuan was taken by Doctor Lin three days ago.
