At dawn, Madam Shangguan, who had kept vigil by Shangguan Yu’s bedside all night, rested her head on the bed for a brief repose.
Soon, the door to the hospital room was opened, and a nurse walked in. Having just fallen asleep, Madam Shangguan imdiately sat up at the sound.
Seeing it was the nurse, she remained awake and waited for the nurse to take Shangguan Yu’s temperature.
"The fever is back, thirty-eight point three degrees, four-tenths higher than forty-five minutes ago," said the nurse.
Hearing this, Madam Shangguan could do nothing but feel anxious and heartbroken.
After the nurse left, the hospital room returned to silence.
"Yaoyao...
"Yaoyao..."
Shangguan Yu, still in a coma and repeatedly feverish, murmured once more.
All through the night, she had lost count of how many tis he’d murmured that na.
Watching her unconscious son continuously whisper Gu Yao’s na, Madam Shangguan felt an indescribable ache in her heart.
"Silly boy, you’re hanging by a thread, yet you still can’t stop thinking about her."
Her tone was filled with nothing but heartache, no bla at all.
After all, he was her own son, having suffered such severe injuries, how could she find it in her heart to bla him further?
In truth, although she had always urged Shangguan Yu to settle down soon and was constantly worried about his marriage, if ultimately Shangguan Yu remained single because of Gu Yao, she couldn’t hold it against him.
"Yaoyao..."
Madam Shangguan sighed softly, "Can’t you let your mother worry a little less? Even your father never made this anxious; you’ve almost turned my hair white."
"Sotis I really want to hit you over the head with sothing so you can forget everything like Gu Yao."
Madam Shangguan muttered a few words, couldn’t help but yawn, checked the ti, and lay down by the bedside again.
The hospital room door, which was opened every forty-five minutes like clockwork, this ti opened several minutes early.
The two soldiers standing outside the hospital room saw the nurse coming to take the temperature and, without asking anything further, frisked her before letting her in.
The nurse closed the room door behind her, and her eyes, visible above the white mask, instantly locked onto Shangguan Yu lying on the bed.
The mont she saw him, she couldn’t even move her steps.
She stood there, frozen at the door, her eyes fixated unblinkingly on Shangguan Yu, forgetting to move forward, and ignoring Madam Shangguan who was sleeping by the bedside.
Seeing Shangguan Yu lying there unconscious, an IV in the back of his hand, his other arm wrapped in bandages, with injuries on his forehead and neck, Gu Yao’s eyes imdiately reddened.
She suppressed her violently throbbing heart and walked slowly towards the bed.
She gently set the tray she was holding aside, then squatted by the bed, her tear-filled eyes lingering on Shangguan Yu’s face.
Shangguan Yu.
She wanted to call his na, but she dared not, fearing she would wake Shangguan Yu’s mother.
She could only call him over and over again in her heart.
How did he get so seriously injured?
As she silently uttered this in her heart, she could no longer hold back the tears that fell from her eyes.
Gu Yao covered her mouth, scared to make a sound, barely daring to breathe heavily, but she held back so much that her entire chest hurt, and ultimately she couldn’t help but sob softly.
Initially, Gu Yao had just intended to take a look at him and leave after confirming he was safe. But seeing Shangguan Yu now, she no longer wanted to leave.
Since she went abroad, she hadn’t seen him in nearly a month. Although the previous month apart wasn’t unbearable, this ti it felt as though years had passed, and the feelings and longing for him were overwhelmingly strong.
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