In the hospital room, for a moment, the silence was so profound it made one's heart unease.
Jing Xiaocha's eyes flickered.
In the eye contact with Wen Jin, she quickly succumbed to the invisible pressure he exuded, unable to bear it.
The hand holding the notebook slowly relaxed.
Wen Jin squinted his eyes, took the notebook, and sat down on the chair beside him.
Seeing Jing Xiaocha still sitting dumbfounded on the bed, staring blankly at him, he frowned slightly and said, "Aren't you going to lie down and rest for a while? Or do you still want to work?"
"No."
Jing Xiaocha timidly refuted.
Seeing Wen Jin lower his head to start checking for typos, she shifted her body, raised the head of the bed a bit, and then lay down to rest.
The atmosphere in the hospital room quieted down once more.
