"Thank you," Qin Ziye's primary doctor said sincerely, and then, with long strides, he left. There was another surgery waiting for him.
Tang Yuxin seemed to have slept for a very long time, long enough to forget the concept of time itself. It seemed like she had always been asleep, and also, in pain.
The door of the ward was opened, and a man dressed in a military uniform walked in. His demeanor was one of calmness. He walked over, his military boots making a distinct sound on the floor as he intentionally slowed his steps.
He then sat down and gently pulled her quilt upwards.
Tang Yuxin slightly frowned, her long eyelashes, trembling like fragile snowflakes, that felt as if they could shatter into ice any moment.
She opened her eyes and saw Gu Ning sitting there, watching her with unblinking focus.
"Uncle Gu, why are you here?" Tang Yuxin tried to rise, but a firm hand held her down on her shoulder.
"Don't move. Just lie on your stomach."
