She slowly opened her eyes, and a bone-deep tiredness jolted her awake, "Mom!"
"Nuannuan, Auntie is fine."
"She's fine? Good, that's good, that's good."
She had rushed to the hospital and personally witnessed the doctors trying to save her until midnight, and when she heard that her mother was out of danger, she immediately passed out. When she woke up, it was the next day.
Gu Xijue, with heavy dark circles under his eyes, held Gu Xiaonuan's slender hand, as if giving her strength.
Gu Xiaonuan let out a sigh of relief and looked around, realizing that the two of them were now awkwardly squeezed onto a small sofa in the visitors' room.
Her head rested on the sofa while her legs were comfortably stretched out, with Gu Xijue becoming the cushion beneath her. While she slept well, her brother must be aching all over.
"Brother, you're still the same, so unguarded!"
