章節 910: The Best

Young Dai was still in a semi-comatose state. His wife, Young Feng, fetched a pot of hot water and carefully wiped his feet and hands.

From time to time, she looked at her husband and seemed to want to say something, but Young Dai never opened his eyes. 

"You should sit and rest for a while." A nurse came to Young Feng and said softly. Then, she felt her throat itch, and she coughed. 

The technique of speaking softly was rare for ICU nurses.

Being crude, fierce, and having a bad temper were the true traits of ICU nurses, but they truly sympathized with Young Feng, which was why even the nurses subconsciously lowered their voices. 

"Thank you." Young Feng reluctantly stood up, knowing that the nurse was very being very nice, forced herself to smile, and whispered, "When Young Dai first entered the ICU, I hoped that he can get well sooner and go home earlier... but in the end, every time, I have to go home by myself..."