I don't know what she's looking at, nor do I know what she's thinking.
She seems still unable to fully wake up from a nightmare.
His gaze moved slowly, noticing her ten fingers weakly resting on the armrest of the chair, still trembling powerlessly.
"Mu Xing," he said quietly, looking at her intently.
After a long while, Mu Xing turned her head with difficulty, looking at him drenched in sweat.
Her lips moved with effort, and in a weak voice, she said, "I... I can't remember, what should I do?"
Before she finished the sentence, she began to choke up.
Tears wetted her eyelashes, sliding down from her eyes.
"Why can't I remember, why can't I..."
Bai Lingyun stepped forward, carefully lifted her from the chair, and carried her back to the ward.
Ji Shaoyang wanted to follow, but Bai Youchen stopped him, "Mu Xing has done her best, pushing her now is useless. We've done everything we can, now we just have to think again about what other key points there might be."
