"After receiving your call, worried that you might be scared alone, I came straight over," Zhou Jingwei's tone softened dramatically from his earlier coldness and condescension, it sounded almost uncharacteristically gentle: "I asked Chen Yi'an to send a helicopter, and the doctors from Jingcheng are already here."
Cheng Weiyue was touched by his actions.
The girl who had remained composed even under Qin He's extraordinary pressure was now slightly red around the eyes.
Her voice, with a hint of nasal sound, was soft and overly sweet: "It must have been hard, right?"
Zhou Jingwei said it wasn't hard and paused, then he used his fingertip to gently touch Cheng Weiyue's reddened eyes, asking in a careful tone, "What's wrong?"
Cheng Weiyue shook her head, "Nothing, I'm just really worried about Tingxu."
Since Zhou Jingwei's arrival, Qin He had been silent.
