He had already lost her once, and now that she had reappeared, it was heaven’s rcy to him. He could not allow himself to lose her for a second ti...
So when she was unwilling to reveal her identity to him, he calmly accepted it and was even willing to play along with her act.
As long as she stayed well within his sight, whatever she did, he was willing to accompany her.
...
Song Youman had been floating in darkness for a long ti before she opened her eyes. Her mind was a blank slate. She looked around at her unfamiliar surroundings with a sowhat bewildered expression.
"Miss, have you woken up?" A very gentle voice ca from nearby.
Song Youman was slow to react for a mont before she realized soone was talking to her. She then turned her head towards the source of the voice.
It was a young nurse in white clothing, with a sweet smile. Upon eting Song Youman’s gaze, the nurse spoke again, "Miss, you’ve been asleep for three days. During these days, a girl has co to visit you daily. She would stay for a long ti every visit. Today she left earlier than the last two days because she received a phone call out of the blue, it seed like so urgent matter..."
The nurse was very chatty and spoke with a lively tone for a while before Song Youman’s senses gradually returned: "Is..."
Song Youman nearly blurted out "An’an," but she corrected herself just in ti: "...Wanwan?"
"I think so, I’m not sure, but I know her last na is Xia..." The nurse continued to take Song Youman’s temperature and blood pressure. Seeing that Song Youman had gone silent again, she spoke up, "Miss, you really had a great escape. Do you know that you were practically walking at the Ghost Gate that day? To be precise, you had one foot through Ghost Gate. It was our chief doctor who spent five hours snatching your life back from King Yama... But aside from our chief doctor, there was soone else who put in a great effort. That person was practically willing to give up his own life for you. He donated 1200CC of blood; that’s really the limit for blood donation... Miss, you must certainly know who he is!"
As the nurse spoke, she winked playfully at Song Youman, "Miss, not to hide it from you, I’m really envious of you. To have a husband who is willing to give even his own life for you, I hope my future husband can also be so kind to ..."
Song Youman, who had been in a coma for three days and nights and was already slow in her ntal responses, was even more dazed after hearing the nurse’s words: "Husband?"
"That’s right, it was your husband who donated 1200CC of blood to you. After the transfusion, he even went into shock..."
Husband? Could the nurse be mistaken? When had she ever had a husband?
As Song Youman pondered in confusion, the nurse spoke again, "Oh right, Miss, your husband said there was an issue at the company, so he left to attend to it but will co back later to see you."
Speaking of which, as if suddenly rembering sothing even more important, the nurse said, "Look at , I’ve been talking your ear off about everything and completely forgot to tell you the important news. Your baby is very healthy and is being looked after in the nursery. I’ll go have soone bring your baby to you for a visit right now..."
Baby... Song Youman’s attention imdiately shifted from her husband to the baby.
She subconsciously touched her stomach, only then realizing that there was a faint pain on her belly, covered with a thick layer of gauze and that her abdon was significantly flatter.
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