At this moment, Jiang Yi's mind was blank.
She stared blankly at Hu Zhonglian, whose eyes were open, not daring to move at all.
She was deeply afraid that any of her movements might startle Hu Zhonglian and cause him to close his eyes again.
Following the blankness was a surge of joy so overwhelming that her hands trembled.
She immediately released the corner of the bedspread, walked over to the bedside, and cautiously called out to Hu Zhonglian, "Dad."
Hu Zhonglian's eyes were open, but his eyeballs seemed rusted, fixed in one direction, obviously unfocused.
Jiang Yi wasn't even sure whether he was consciously opening his eyes at this moment or if it was an unconscious action made by neural reflex.
She pressed the call button at the bedside.
Meanwhile, Hu Zhonglian's eyes slowly closed again.
Jiang Yi's heartbeat was thunderous, her eyes unwaveringly fixed on her father lying on the hospital bed.
The door of the ward was pushed open from the outside.
