The hospital room was quiet and still.
More than ten hours had passed, and Jiang Yi continued to lie in a deep slumber.
The Elder Chief's stamina was limited, and he eventually couldn't hold up anymore, so Wen Suihan arranged for a driver to take him home.
At the entrance of the hospital room, He Gu had been squatting there all along.
He didn't dare to enter the room, nor did he have the face to do so. His wet clothes from the night before had almost dried from his body heat, and his face was gray and pale. He couldn't help but shiver from time to time, likely from a high fever.
As soon as the Elder Chief exited the room, he immediately stood up.
He timidly met the Elder Chief's gaze and still couldn't resist asking out of concern, "Grandpa Jiang, how is Jiang Yi doing?"
The Elder Chief had a bellyful of anger with nowhere to vent, and had finally caught He Gu, the main culprit. But when he faced He Gu's bloodless, pallid face, he ultimately restrained himself.