"Okay," Gu Huanhuan obediently closed her eyes.
Wen Chi's lips couldn't help but lift slightly, hoping that everything in the future would go smoothly.
Soon, Gu Huanhuan's breathing had calmed down and become regular; she had entered dreamland.
Wen Chi closed the door, came out to fetch water, and immediately saw Song Ying at the door, dressed in a white lab coat, looking at him.
It had to be admitted, Song Ying was indeed outstanding; even a white lab coat couldn't hide her elegant and charming demeanor.
In the hospital, she had so many suitors that they could line up outside, but it seemed she didn't care much.
"Wen Chi..." Song Ying was the first to speak up; she had also seen the trending topics on social media and the reports.
Honestly, Gu Huanhuan's ordeal deserved sympathy. When Song Ying saw the report, if it hadn't been Gu Huanhuan, she might have felt some compassion and been moved.