Many people arrived at the cardiac surgery ward of the Capital Emergency Medical Center Hospital.
Huihui had woken up.
Her face still bore that chubby, smiling expression. Lying there without moving, but with her eyes squinting adorably when she smiled.
Looking at this grown girl with affection, Jiang Wenrui suddenly felt that he could not express the words of worry or apology he had and instead, just like before, he couldn't help but make a joke, "Huihui, now you can finally rest properly, can't you?"
Huihui's smile grew even brighter.
Sitting by her side, Xiao Zhenhai clasped Huihui's hand, feeling a sense of relief like having survived a disaster.
"Huihui, from now on, whatever you want to eat, I'll buy it for you, cook it for you, you don't have to diet anymore."
"Being a bit chubby is quite nice, really!"
As he spoke, his nose tingled with emotion, "As long as you're alive and well, no matter what, I'll love you."
