Li Caiyi was still wearing her dress when she rushed to the hospital, so her appearance caught people's attention. The deep purple dress fluttered around her legs, making her look like a floating fairy.
Oblivious to people staring at her, Li Caiyi kept walking with her head full of worrisome thoughts. She really hoped Dai Bolin would get through this safely.
After asking around and finally arriving at Dai Bolin's surgery chamber, she first saw Dai Shenqiang, who curled himself into a ball on the bench in front of the room. Dai Zhiqiang was nowhere in sight.
"Shenqiang!"
The boy was startled and slowly lifted his face. His eyes were swollen, and traces of dry tears littered his face. He couldn't even force himself to smile anymore.
"Caiyi. You are here."
Li Caiyi quickly held him tightly. This boy was still very young to experience the loss of both parents. Faced with a vulnerable state, she found herself at a loss for what to say.
