Private hospital in the city center.
Song Zhizhi's belly was already showing, the little one growing well inside.
Back when the accident had just happened and she had gone for a prenatal check, doctors had said that the baby was a bit small but it wasn't serious. After nearly two months of recuperation, all of the baby's indicators are within the normal range now.
The color in Song Zhizhi's face has gotten much better over these two months of recovery.
The doctor said she was ready to be discharged anytime.
Yet, she didn't leave.
Because Ji Baijian hadn't woken up yet.
So she stayed.
The first thing she did every day upon waking up was going to see him.
Watching him still laying in bed, depending on external aid to maintain his lifeline.
His wounds were mostly healed, and where chunks of flesh were really bitten off, new flesh was slowly growing back.
He had become very thin.
