Shen Minghan took off his mask, his gentle face showing signs of utter exhaustion, with red veins in the eyes behind his gold-rimmed glasses.
"Uncle, Aunt, Xiao Yu has been transferred from the sterile corridor to the ICU. Please take a moment to rest."
"Into the ICU? Minghan, give it to us straight, how is Xiao Yu's condition?"
"Temporarily stable, but still needs observation."
Eight words, meant to reassure, yet carried an underlying warning.
Gu Xiaoer heard it all completely, her body shaking, almost collapsing. If it weren't for Han Luoli supporting her, she would have already fallen to the ground.
Again the ICU, the intensive care unit…
Last time, she also waited at the ICU door for Da Luoluo…
"Then let us go see Xiao Yu."
"Sorry, not possible now, please all head back."
The string in her heart snapped, and Gu Xiaoer finally succumbed to exhaustion and fainted.
"Xiao Er!" Han Luoli quickly caught the frail figure in his arms.
