"Yaoyao, it's me. Everything's fine," Lu Xingzhi lowered his voice and spoke softly into her ear.
Jiang Yao opened her eyes and looked at him as if she was trying to confirm if it was him. Then, without saying a word, she closed her eyes and went back to sleep. She looked exhausted.
It was not difficult to sleep for a few hours. It felt as if the sun had risen just as she opened her eyes to think about something.
When it was close to six o'clock, more and more doctors and nurses were outside. When Jiang Yao opened her eyes, the doctor pushed the door open and walked into the room.
"You just woke up? You must have slept well. How do you feel?" When the doctor saw the patient rubbing her eyes, he smiled at her. When he saw her eyes darting around the ward, he smiled and said, "Looking for your husband? He is downstairs with his friend. "