With Herculean effort, Chi Zaozao finally managed to help Tang Wanyuan up to the rooftop.
The hospital wasn't very tall, roughly about twenty floors, but at the top of those twenty floors, the air was indeed better, and the view was quite pleasant.
Chi Zaozao helped her sit down, asking with concern, "How do you feel now? Much refreshed?"
"Mmm!" Tang Wanyuan's eyes hid daggers, which Chi Zaozao totally failed to detect.
"Then take some time to breathe the fresh air. I'll go find Brother Shichu and the others; they'd be thrilled to know you're awake."
She herself was quite happy, so when she spoke to Tang Wanyuan, she was exceptionally naive.
Naive enough to think that Tang Wanyuan wouldn't do anything to her.
But as soon as she turned around, Tang Wanyuan grabbed her hand again, "Zaozao, stay with me."
Chi Zaozao turned back and saw her pleading eyes, her heart softened, and she returned to comfort her, "Wanyuan, I'll stay with you."
