He should have gone to the Old Master, it wasn't her who arranged his work.
But the men of the Gu Family really do push themselves.
One after another, they work as if their lives don't matter, endlessly earning money — for what?
Glancing at the girl on the bed, Gu Lingqian's lips finally curved into a slight smile.
"Rest well, I'm just in the next ward. If you need anything, press the help button, and I'll come over. Look, I've had a call bell installed especially for you."
Despite the urge to keep looking, the man still turned away.
"I got it, goodnight," Xia Yinian said, watching Gu Lingqian's retreating figure, pursing her lips.
"Goodnight." Gu Lingqian dimmed the lights in the room to their lowest before leaving.
Watching the door close, Xia Yinian shut her eyes.
She had agreed to give up hope, yet her heart inevitably harbored extra thoughts.
The whole day had passed, she had walked through the gates of death, yet still, that figure was nowhere to be seen.
