In the ward, Bai Jue was changing the medication for the elder Jian, while Jian Qing knocked on the glass window.
Bai Jue turned his head to look at her and gave a slight nod.
With his approval, Jian Qing pushed the door open and walked in.
A faint scent of alcohol permeated the air, accompanied by the beeping of the medical equipment, each beep felt like a knock on her heart.
She lowered her gaze onto the old man laying on the hospital bed, her eyes reflecting a tinge of bitterness.
"Bai Jue, how's my grandpa doing?"
Bai Jue finished attaching a new drip bag for the elder Jian and looked up at her, "Elder Jian's condition has stabilized. He should wake up tomorrow."
Hearing this, she exhaled, relieved.
"Jian Qing, you haven't rested or slept in 24 hours, continuously working like this will exhaust you." Bai Jue suggested, noticing the dark circles under her eyes.
"Moreover, there's a bigger battle awaiting you tonight."
Jian Qing nodded, "I know."
