"You smiled, that's really good." Gavin Turner sighed with relief, "I much prefer to see you smile than cry."
"See! The senior is starting to dislike me already..." Charlotte Green wiped the dry tears off her face, complaining.
"Hehe..." Gavin Turner's clear laughter echoed through the ward.
"Senior, shall we have the surgery?" Charlotte Green asked earnestly while he was in a particularly good mood.
Gavin Turner's smile disappeared at once as he looked at her with renewed clarity in his eyes, but he did not answer.
"Senior, when I was ready to give up on myself, you didn't give up on me, so what reason do you have to give up on yourself? Let's cooperate with the doctor and undergo the surgery, shall we?" Charlotte Green urged, unwilling to give up.
"You've just woken up, you haven't fully regained your strength yet, go for a walk, I also want to enjoy the sunlight." Gavin Turner said with a smile, skillfully changing the subject.
