"Here." Si Ye handed her a bottle of water, and Chen Zhi took it, unscrewed the cap, and took a sip.
After moistening her throat, Chen Zhi glanced at him and cautiously asked, "Your father... how is he now?"
She had always been afraid to ask, fearing what she might have to face.
Although she hadn't intended to push Mr. Si down, it was directly because of her collision. Just thinking about the horrific scene made her tremble uncontrollably.
If anything were to happen to Mr. Si, she would be guilty for a lifetime, restless for a lifetime.
As soon as the topic touched on his father, Si Ye's expression turned a few degrees colder.
"The doctor said, if he wakes up he should be fine; otherwise, he might be in a coma for life."
Chen Zhi's throat tightened as she looked down and said softly, "I'm sorry, I didn't know it would turn out like this..."
These past few days, she had been full of regret, questioning why she hadn't held on to the railing more tightly.