In the intensive care unit, Ruan Jianjun and Du Qing, as a couple, were keeping vigil over the Ruanlin family matriarch.
Du Qing was wiping the matriarch's hands with a towel when she saw Ruan Jiaojiao wake up, paused in surprise, and then happily approached, "Jiaojiao, you're awake?"
"Mm, how's mom?" Ruan Jianguo nodded, carrying Ruan Jiaojiao inside.
The Ruanlin family matriarch had her eyes closed with a respirator on her face, which was colorless and twisted. Her mouth was still asymmetrical, and the hand by her side was placed on the edge of the bed in a twisted posture, stiff like a chunk of iron, as terrifying as a zombie.
Tears from Ruan Jiaojiao's eyes suddenly sprayed out.
"Gran..."
Ruan Jiaojiao started to cry at the sight of the Ruanlin family matriarch's condition, but after only a sob, she blacked out, taking a good while to recover, which frightened Ruan Jie into rushing to call the doctor.
