"Jianyi, is there anything you'd like to eat? Just tell mom, and I'll have the chef prepare it for you," Mrs. Qi said softly, holding her daughter's hand as she gently brushed her hair.
Qi Jianyi, still sitting dazedly on her bed, turned her head toward her mother upon hearing her voice. She forced a faint smile and shook her head slightly.
"It's okay, mom. I'm not craving anything right now," she replied quietly.
Her gaze dropped to her mother's hand, which had been holding hers since she woke up two days ago.
It was clear her sudden fainting spell and coughing up blood had caused a great deal of panic in her family.
Even her father, Mr. Qi, had yet to return to work or attend any meetings, choosing instead to stay by her side in the hospital room.
His constant presence made Qi Jianyi feel a little suffocated, but she couldn't bring herself to tell him to leave.
She longed for solitude, yet her family refused to leave her alone.
