Star was taking care of Gu Qichen in the hospital room.
Ye Wan, Lu Changchuan, and Qin Chizhou were taking care of Dian Dian.
Time slipped by second by second.
24 hours passed in the blink of an eye.
However, there was no sign that Gu Qichen would wake up.
On the monitor beside the hospital bed, the fluctuations of the wavy line became weaker and weaker.
"Gu Qichen, it must be God punishing me!"
The man was covered in wounds, white gauze wrapped from head to toe, without any skin exposed.
So much so that Star couldn't even hold his hand, "When I left the Imperial City that year, I even maliciously thought, if something happened to you, it would be great."
"If something happened, your mom wouldn't force you to go on a blind date, those noble ladies would avoid you like the plague, and I'd have a reason to stay by your side and take care of you, and we... would be able to be together day and night."
It's said that words become prophecies.
