Wen Mian smiled gently, her heart filled with gratitude and emotion.
She knew that Chen Meiqi had always been her most solid support, always there to protect her, no matter when or where.
"Meiqi, thank you for always being with me," said Wen Mian, her voice full of sincerity and thanks.
Chen Meiqi gently patted Wen Mian's hand, her eyes brimming with indulgence and tenderness, "Fool, we are best friends."
Wen Mian closed her eyes gently, swearing silently in her heart that she must recover as soon as possible so as not to worry everyone anymore.
At this moment, Gu Zichen's voice came from outside the ward
. It was a magnetic, deep, and powerful voice, like fine wine, comforting and soothing.
As the voice drew nearer, Gu Zichen's silhouette gradually appeared at the doorway.
He was tall and straight, like a towering pine tree, giving a sense of stability.
