Wang Miaomiao lay immobile as the elderly woman carefully fed her a few spoonfuls. She felt much better in her throat and immediately said, "Girl, Grandma, thank you for taking care of me."
"Oh dear, comrade, it's us who should thank you. Thank you for saving the only descendant of the Xie Family," the old woman said sincerely. "You were severely injured and lost a lot of blood. You've been unconscious for a day and a night. From now on... the two of us will take care of you."
Wang Miaomiao wanted to say it's not necessary; she could manage on her own.
Unfortunately, she knew she really couldn't.
Here, she had no family members to take care of her. Her only fiancé was still in the disaster area. Even if he knew she was injured, he was unable to help. His mission and duty meant he had to prioritize the greater good over personal matters.
If she said she wasn't disappointed, no one would believe her, and neither would she.
