After more than two hours, Zuo Mufeng pushed the wheelchair out and Zhuo Junyue couldn't help but worry, "Mufeng, is Ningyan okay?"
"There are no life-threatening injuries, but she has multiple injuries and suffered a blow to her head. We have to wait for her to wake up and run more detailed tests to see if there are any lingering effects. But, brother, don't worry. She is strong and will be fine."
Zhuo Junyue nodded. These days had been a never-ending stress for him.
He didn't expect much from Su Ningyan, just for her to be safe. Nothing else mattered.
Lily was then transferred to the intensive care unit.
An An and Zhuo Junyue stood by her side, quietly watching over her.
"Dad, when will Mom wake up?"
Whenever she fell sick in the past, it had always been her mother who looked after her.
Now, she wanted to return the favor and help take care of her mother.
