Prince Consort Pan held Pan Yue's hand, choking up as he said, "Yueyue, are you trying to break your father's heart? We were just having good days not long ago, how could something like this happen again..."
When Father Jiang fed the medicine to my stepmother again, the clock already pointed to eleven o'clock at night.
Suddenly, Pan Yue's eyes moved again and slowly opened.
"Mother (Yueyue), you're awake!" several people exclaimed in delight at the same time.