Huo Ting Cheng gazed at the kids that were eating; he walked over to the hospital bed, opened a drawer, and got a soft handkerchief that was still new.
He picked up a bottle of water and unscrewed the top before wetting the handkerchief, dampening it. He placed the bottle of water back onto the top of the bedside drawer after closing it.
He bent over and gently dabbed the wet handkerchief on her lips trying to wet and moisturize them. They were dry and cracked up. He silently pitied her feeling heartache. If he hadn't allowed Huo Zhihao to drag her over to the school, this wouldn't have happened! He wished he had stayed firm.
After a few minutes, Huo Zhihao also woke up; Huo Tinghao was done having his breakfast, so he got up from the couch and walked to the hospital bed, looking at Huo Zhihao's eyes that were wandering all over the place, looking unfocused.
