After treating the wound, the doctor left Jian Dan's hospital room.
At this moment, Jian Dan didn't know whether it was due to the sedative or because she had resigned herself, but her gaze was fixed intently on one place without any emotion. If it weren't for her still-heaving chest, one might have thought she was a corpse.
Mu Yi adjusted his emotions, then came to the bedside, kneeling by Jian Dan's side, took Jian Dan's hand, and smiled, saying, "Jian, don't worry, you'll be fine, you can definitely recover to be just like before."
Jian Dan's gaze slowly moved towards Mu Yi, a corner of her mouth slightly curled up, "Good? Ha, dreaming would probably be simpler."
"Jian, don't be like this, medicine is so advanced now, it'll surely be okay!" Mu Yi held back the emotions that were about to erupt, patiently comforting her.
