Guan Sixing sat on the chair outside the hospital room for a long time. After sorting through his thoughts, he stood up and knocked on the door. There was no response, so after waiting for a moment, he said, "I'm coming in."
He pushed the door and entered.
"Youyou, will you let me explain?"
Jhiang Youyou didn't open her eyes.
Guan Sixing saw the damp marks on the pillow, and just as he stretched out his hand and was about to touch the corner of her eye, she pushed his hand away and turned her body to face away from him.
The baby was okay, but the doctor said the fetal image was unstable and she shouldn't be agitated anymore.
"Then you rest, and I will wait outside."
Guan Sixing had already reached the door when Jhiang Youyou spoke, her back still turned to him, "Explain."
She was really good.
He had upset her like this, yet she was still willing to listen to his explanation.
