If anyone accidentally says the wrong thing at this time, he will definitely disappear from this world.
Suddenly, the room became eerily silent.
Shangguan Chen did not speak, but silently hugged Han Zhiyan tightly, squeezing her soft little hands from time to time, as if silently comforting him, staring intently at the person in his arms, as if afraid of a blink of an eye.
The woman will disappear from this world.
The doctors on the side did not dare to leave or speak out, and stood silently.
After a long time, Pei Wen finally stepped forward and said in a low voice, "Young Master Chen, why don't we all step back and let the young lady have a good rest!"
Only then did Shangguan Chen realize that they had not left. He never raised his eyes and nodded slightly.
Pei Wen waved his hand and asked everyone to leave.
Time ticked by, and faint light seemed to shine through the window. He was afraid that Han Zhiyan would not sleep well, so he gently let go of her little hand, stood up carefully, tiptoed to the floor-to-ceiling window, and closed the curtains.
Suddenly, the light in the room was as dark as night. Shangguan Chen then used his memory to lightly walk to the bed, and it would probably take several hours to finish the IV drip.
Immediately, he gently slipped into the bed, stretched out his hand, hugged her tightly, and carefully looked after her little hand from time to time.
Soon, just as the doctor said, Han Zhiyan's body became so hot that she began to sweat, her body temperature seemed to drop, her breathing became prolonged, and she fell into a slow sleep.
Listening to Han Zhiyan's gradual breathing, her heart gradually began to feel at ease.
After a sleepless night, with the sudden onset of sleepiness, Shangguan Chen, who was holding on, gradually closed his eyes and slept lightly with her. His big hand still held her small hand firmly, for fear that if he moved it randomly, he would get the needle.
Injuried.
…
Although this sleep was short, Shangguan Chen slept very comfortably.
In the end, Shangguan Chen was awakened by the doctor who came to check Han Zhiyan again.
But Han Zhiyan was still asleep, and the doctor checked her.
She slept comatose all night. After a doctor's examination, she found that her high fever had subsided and there was no danger to her fetus.
Shangguan Chen immediately breathed a sigh of relief, but she still hadn't woken up yet, so he was still a little uneasy in his heart.
So she asked the doctor to check her every hour.
Throughout the day, the doctors worked hard every minute and every second to conduct a comprehensive examination on Han Zhiyan. They were afraid that if they made a mistake, they would be frightened out of their wits by this strange and gloomy man's aura.
Shangguan Chen, who had always been calm and composed, stood on the terrace smoking a cigarette from time to time because of nervousness and fear, as if at this moment, only nicotine could relieve the panic in his heart.
The smoke filled the air, and although it covered up his handsome and beautiful face, it couldn't hide his natural and strange strength.
Even though he was standing on the terrace, the soft light still lingered under his calm eyes, and he stared closely at Han Zhiyan, who was still sleeping peacefully on the bed, and never left for a long time.
The entire space became extremely silent.
The infusion tube made a ticking sound.
The only sound in the room.
After a while, Shangguan Chen felt the strong smell of cigarette smoke on his body, walked into the room, changed clothes casually, and then walked gently to the bed.
Han Zhiyan's body is getting weaker and weaker. If she doesn't pay attention and gets sick, it will turn into a thrilling serious illness.
Looking at his still pale face made him feel uneasy.