Chapter 32; How did it become our fault?
"How are they, Doctor?" He worriedly queried with relief! It was better to get found than to find dead bodies.
"They are in a stable condition now, nothing to worry about!" The doctor responded as he gently tapped on his shoulders, comforting him before he exited their wardroom and headed over to another wardroom.
Huo Ting Cheng settled down on the bed, gazing at the woman who looked pale and dirty and could see the infected wounds that had been cleaned and bandaged, and the boy seemed okay and protected.
"It's good that you are alive!" He held her hand, which was full of mud, and the nails were infected; others were removed as they had rotten and also bandaged.
They quietly sat there on the couch, watching over them, waiting for them to wake up.
It was noon the following day when Huo Zhihao finally woke up, he took this time to get enough rest as he hadn't slept for the past four days apart from falling unconscious in that hole.