"It's all my fault, all my fault... If it wasn't for me, Qianqian wouldn't have ended up like this." Lin Tian's voice choked up. He couldn't accept He Qianqian becoming a vegetable, and it was like his heart was being sliced with a knife.
Bu Mengting, watching by his side, could only try to comfort him. She felt equally terrible inside, as her relationship with He Qianqian was as close as sisters. When she learned that He Qianqian had become comatose, she nearly fainted on the spot.
Lin Tian had been unconscious for two days. She had rushed over and had barely closed her eyes in those two days, staying by his side and taking care of him.
"I want to see her," Lin Tian said, his face deathly pale.
