Her voice was filled with such sorrow that anyone who heard it would feel sad as well.
Chu Yan stood firm, holding her steadfastly, as if even time itself could not bring him down.
The ambulance had long departed. Chu Yan sat with Chen Zhi for a long time in the airport's coffee shop until her emotions finally stabilized.
With a sip of warm coffee, Chen Zhi's mood eased considerably, "Dr. Chu, you've really gone out of your way for me today."
Just a moment ago, she had been crying so hard that she had ruined his shirt.
Chu Yan smiled and said, "If you think it's trouble, you could help me with the laundry."
"Sure," Chen Zhi nodded eagerly.
"Just kidding. How do you feel now? Still very upset?"
Chen Zhi smiled faintly and shook her head, "I'm still a bit upset, just not as much as before. I'm just worried about how to face my mother when I get back."
