Zhang Yuan, Ming Yuelin, and Xue Hua quietly made their way down the long, dim corridor towards Long Xue's room.
The door creaked open and the three of them stepped in.
Long Xue who was sitting on the bed talking with her father, turned her gaze to look at the door.
Her bright green eyes lit up when she saw Zhang Yuan, the man who had saved her from the terrible illness that had plagued her body for months.
A subtle yet sincere smile curved her lips, and without wasting a moment, she gracefully climbed off the bed.
With light and hurried steps, Long Xue approached Zhang Yuan, her head lowered in a deep and respectful bow. "Please accept my deepest gratitude, Master Yuan," she said, her voice full of reverence.
Looking at her, Zhang Yuan smiled faintly "Glad I could help..."
