Ye Xi lay on the bed, having a wonderful dream.
In the dream, Zhong Yuqian was holding her hand, slowly walking towards the sacred hall.
The originally gentle and festive face of the master of ceremonies suddenly turned into Ah Gui's appearance, with a buzz cut, tattoos, and dirty clothes, grinning at her with a smile, saying, "Congratulations!"
Ye Xi was startled awake.
She broke out in a cold sweat.
She had never expected to dream of Ah Gui!
It was so annoying.
She wiped the fine sweat from her forehead, adjusted her breathing, and then glanced at her phone—it was only 3:40.
She lay down again, forcing herself to push Ah Gui's face out of her mind, wanting to continue the beautiful dream where she had left off.
...
Hospital.
Shi Jingzhou kept his eyes open, constantly checking on Qiao Zhiyi, occasionally checking her temperature to see if it was normal, and watching over the medication.
His body was exhausted, but his mind was clear; he could not sleep.