All eyes turned to the bed.
Lu Junhan's eyelids fluttered weakly, then he slowly opened his eyes. His gaze was hazy at first and unfocused. His lips trembled as though trying to speak.
"Junhan!" Fei Ruyan cried, rushing to his side. She grasped his hand tightly, tears streaming down her cheeks. "You're awake! Thank God, you're awake…"
Lu Jinchen stood tall behind her. He did not speak, his face calm and controlled, but his eyes betrayed him. They glistened with relief, with emotions he refused to voice.
The room filled with warmth as Xia Yuqing smiled softly, her own heart easing at the sight of life returning to the man on the bed. The doctor quickly stepped forward, checking Lu Junhan's pulse and vitals.
He examined carefully, then straightened with a small smile. "Everything is stable," he said. "His body is weak, but he is out of danger. He needs rest, but he will recover quickly."
