Two days later.
Ouyang Zhi, who had been vigilantly by An Xiaomian's side, looked exceptionally haggard and unkempt, as he had neither rested nor attended to his personal hygiene.
Yet, he persisted in his refusal to rest, watching An Xiaomian with hopeful eyes, wishing for her to awaken soon.
After all, despite knowing that she was still breathing and alive over these two days, she had not regained consciousness, and Ouyang Zhi remained deeply worried.
His eyes, constantly fixed on An Xiaomian, caused him great pain.
That morning, Ouyang Zhi finally couldn't resist a wave of drowsiness.
But instead of going to rest, he planned to stand up and wash his face in the bathroom.
However, as soon as he stood up, his keen ears caught a faint moan of pain.
It was a very subtle sound, but upon hearing it, Ouyang Zhi immediately stopped in his tracks, turned around sharply, and looked towards An Xiaomian on the bed.
