Lin Yue whimpered slightly, her eyelashes fluttered as if she was about to wake up. Zhuo Xiangqiao immediately let go of her hand he had been holding and looked at her on the bed. "Yueyue... Yueyue..." he whispered.
Lin Yue slowly opened her eyes, her memory still stuck at the moment she had fainted in the underground parking lot. A light was on in the hospital room, the bright light making her eyes uncomfortable. Just as she was about to reach to shield her eyes, she pulled her wound and gasped in pain.
"Yueyue, you're awake. Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere else?" Zhuo Xiangqiao helped her sit up, asking anxiously, pressing the bedside bell. Lin Yue shook her head, still feeling a bit dizzy having just woken up. She looked at Zhuo Xiangqiao before her, his clothes stained with blood from her wound, his eyes filled with guilt and worry.
"I'm alright now..." She reached out her uninjured hand to smooth his furrowed brow, as if trying to alleviate the worry in his heart.
