Shen Ci waited at the door of the hospital room for a while, a nurse emerged carrying a tray.
He hastily asked, "How are things inside?"
The nurse, a young girl, was stunned by Shen Ci's beauty, and her face turned red as she spoke softly and shyly, "The blood transfusion just ended, and there's no immediate issue now. You must be a family member, right? You can go in to take care of them."
Shen Ci thanked her and pushed the door open to enter.
Meng Wanhua was still unconscious, but her complexion looked much better.
Meng Chuyue lay on another bed, her eyes open, staring at the ceiling, seemingly lost in thought.
Hearing someone enter, she glanced over subconsciously and, seeing it was Shen Ci, said in surprise, "I thought you had already left."
Meng Chuyue's complexion was paler than usual, but she exuded a clean, decadent beauty that was captivating.