"Miss, wake up. Su Yu is here, Su Yu has come to see you." Meng Jun walked up to the bed, calling out repeatedly, and Meng Ting laid in bed at this moment.
Although the light was rather dim, it did not affect Su Yu's sight. When his gaze fell on Meng Ting who was lying in bed, his heart couldn't help but tremble slightly.
Having not seen her for a while, Meng Ting had become so thin, she was nearly unrecognizable. Her face, now pale like it was transparent, laid weakly in bed. Her once vibrant features, now gaunt and frail, made it hard for Su Yu to believe that the woman before his eyes was the same lively and adorable Meng Ting he once knew.
Hearing Meng Jun's voice, Meng Ting's eyelids twitched slightly and she slowly opened her eyes.
Her originally pure and clear eyes had grown dull and lightless.
