"I... I am here..."
Chu Yi suddenly grasped Han Lingyue's hands.
Chen Dan turned his back, unable to bear watching such a scene.
Han Likuo had long since been reduced to tears.
Han Lingyue had waited for three years!
A full three years!
"Chu... Brother... you promised me... promised me..."
Han Lingyue's voice was as thin as a thread, and she could hardly utter a single word.
"I'm here, I've always been here!"
Chu Yi gently pressed his fingers to Han Lingyue's lips.
A tear dropped onto Han Lingyue's face, and, with difficulty, she squeezed out a faint smile.
"You all go out."
Chu Yi clenched his fist, speaking word by word.
Han Likuo shook his head and led Chen Dan out.
The famous doctor had said, Han Lingyue wouldn't live past this month.
Her body's vital signs were rapidly deteriorating, and within a month, she would pass away.
"I'm here!"
Chu Yi bit out the words through clenched teeth, then brought his fingers together.
