"Please come this way." The nurse opened the door to the ward.
It wasn't visiting hours, but since Luo Fan wasn't a critically ill patient and Zhou Mingchen was a VIP client of the hospital, they made an exception for them, reserving visiting time on Saturday morning.
Xia Lu moved a chair to the bedside and took Luo Fan's hand once more, a familiar feeling washing over her.
It had been almost eight months since the accident, and Luo Fan still hadn't woken up. Because he'd been immobile for so long, he was no longer as robust as before. However, thanks to good treatment and care, he hadn't changed much overall.
"Could we be alone for a little while?" Xia Lu turned to Zhou Mingchen, her eyes carrying a hint of pleading. Although she agreed to his coming today, the words of farewell were meant for Luo Fan alone.
Zhou Mingchen stood up, "Don't take too long." He exited, pulling the door behind him.
