No amount of medication compares to having an epiphany.
In this world, there are too many people who can't let go, getting trapped in their obsessions.
Diwu Zexuan rose from the sofa, glancing indifferently at Rui Hui before heading back to his own room first.
Stopping in his tracks, Dan Hanjie pondered his words. After a long while, he collected himself and stepped away.
...
Hospital inpatient building.
A few hours after the surgery ended, Ye Zhanxing woke up.
As he looked around the empty ward, his gentle eyes flickered slightly.
He was just about to raise his hand to press the call bell when the door to the ward opened.
"You're awake," Su Yiru walked in quickly. Seeing the conscious Ye Zhanxing, she excitedly approached, placed the thermos food container on the table, and reached out to help him.
She adjusted the pillow behind his back to sit him up.
