Jiang Chenglong held her hand tightly and felt her agitation. He comforted her softly. "Sister, it's okay… It's okay…"
When Su Yanyun and Rong Linyi entered the hospital room, their first reaction was that the temperature of the air conditioning was really low.
Su Yanyun even shivered.
It was already autumn, but the hospital room was still as cold as the operating theater.
Rong Linyi had already taken off his coat and draped it over Su Yanyun's shoulders.
"How is she? Is she better?" Su Yanyun asked Jiang Chenglong in concern.
"Yanyun…" Rong Xuelong, who was still asleep, heard Su Yanyun's voice and muttered anxiously,"…quickly go… find her…"
"Yanyun is already fine."
Unexpectedly, Rong Linyi sat on the bed and held Rong Xuelong's other hand. "Sister, thank you. It's okay, it's okay… Have a good rest…"
As if she heard Rong Linyi's words, Rong Xuelong's nervous body slowly relaxed and she fell asleep quietly.