She walked step by step toward the man lying on the hospital bed, wearing sterile shoe covers and an oxygen mask.
Seeing this outstanding man once surrounded by a halo of glory lying here like this, her heart truly ached.
Ji Anning, this is all your fault. You made the man I love lie here, almost costing him his life. I… I will not forgive you.
As she walked to the bedside, Korea clenched her fist and silently vowed in her heart.
This disaster was something her beloved man shielded her from.
Next time, if she takes action, it will be double the retaliation.
As she contemplated, she reached the bedside. The man's eyes remained closed, but the heart rate and blood pressure monitors showed all normal readings.
Korea breathed a sigh of relief. She bent slightly and leaned close to Ji Chicheng's face.
Looking at his tightly closed eyes, she cried out, "Chicheng."
Perhaps he heard someone calling him, for Ji Chicheng's eyelids fluttered.
