Si Mo paused in his steps, turned around, and saw that Yu Han was slowly opening his eyes.
"What happened to me?" Yu Han asked, his brows furrowing in confusion. As he spoke, his gaze swept over each person in the room.
When he saw Si Mo, his gaze paused for a moment.
The seriousness on Si Mo's face softened, and he took slow steps towards him, "You fell down the stairs."
"…" Yu Han furrowed his brows.
Couldn't there be a more graceful description than 'fall'?
Seeing him awake, Yan Xia burst into tears, "I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!"
Yu Han's eyes were drawn to her, then to the hand she held.
"Director Yang, let's talk outside," Si Mo suggested quietly, before leading Xia Yiwan out of the room.
Xia Yiwan looked at him with confusion.
Yu Han was about to be paralyzed, didn't he care at all?
Inside the hospital room, Yu Han watched the woman in front of him, her eyes red and swollen from crying, "Don't cry, I know it wasn't on purpose."
