The noisy world fell into tranquility, everything seemed to have utterly sunk.
The dark night shrouded the sky over the provincial city, every household turned off the lights that illuminated their rooms!
In the hospital ward, Li Yan sat on the chair, keeping vigil over the still-comatose Gu Tong on the bed.
He lowered his eyelids, staring at her pale little face, unwilling to look away. He tightly held her hand, persisting for six or seven hours!
Since Gu Tong had been out of danger, he maintained this posture, motionless, showing no emotion as if only Gu Tong awakening could revive his soul.
...
"Chief, this can't go on; this Devil King is a specially-appointed personnel. If anything happens, we'll be deeply guilty..."
This situation completely dumbfounded the task personnel who had rushed to the hospital early...
Facing the dumbstruck, statue-like Devil King, they were at a loss, with no way to comfort or persuade him.
Moreover...
