Mo Qian didn't answer directly but took the box of medicine and said flatly, "Thank you."
Seeing him stand up to leave, Shi Ye stopped him and asked, "Has Mrs. Gu woken up?"
Mo Qian didn't turn around. He only nodded faintly before pulling open the door and leaving.
Nighttime.
Ji Wei was sleeping fitfully, unable to stop herself from letting out soft moans.
The wounds on her body hurt so much that she couldn't fall asleep. Before long, she opened her eyes.
The hospital room was quiet, with only pale moonlight filtering through the window.
Suddenly, footsteps sounded in her ears, followed by someone switching on the small bedside lamp. Mo Qian's tall figure loomed over her as he asked with concern, "Weiwei, is the pain keeping you awake?"
Ji Wei looked at the man's upright form before her, her gaze shifting slightly.
His eyes were streaked with red veins. Being able to reach her bedside so quickly indicated he hadn't rested at all.
