Xia Dongye just looked at Haiyue without making any move, letting her vent all the grief in her heart.
In this way, she will be strong enough to face the next thing.
The corridor outside the intensive care unit was quiet, except for Haiyue's occasional, almost inaudible sobs that echoed in the empty corridor, which seemed so touching that it made one's chest feel sore and uncomfortable.
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Neither Xia Dongye nor Butler Li spoke, but listened silently, with equally sad expressions on their faces.
Mother Lin, who came back with breakfast, saw Haiyue lowering her head and crying, and her first reaction was to rush forward to comfort her.
Xia Dongye stretched out his hand to stop Lin Ma, and shook his head slowly and firmly.
Mother Lin understood instantly and silently stepped aside, no longer trying to step forward, but just looked at Haiyue with extremely worried eyes.
The atmosphere at the scene was extremely heavy, as if it would completely crush people's hearts.
I don't know how long it took, but the soft sobbing finally stopped.
Haiyue wiped her eyes, took a deep breath, raised her head and said, "Dr. Xia, thank you."
"No, let's eat something first." Xia Dongye showed no expression on his face. He took the bag from Mother Lin's hand and handed it to Haiyue. With the other hand, he handed the other bag to Butler Li and said,
"Steward Li, you should fill your stomach first, and then rest for a while before you have enough energy to drive."
Butler Li took it silently, sat down on the chair without saying a word, and started eating.
Haiyue glanced at the people present, took the hot bag from Xia Dongye's hand, opened it, took out the paper bag inside, tore it open, took a hard bite, and swallowed it with the lump in her throat.
The food in the paper bag was constantly exuding a fragrant aroma that made people lick their fingers, but Haiyue couldn't smell it at all. Not only could she not smell it, she couldn't even feel any taste of the food in her mouth.
It feels like chewing wax and is difficult to swallow.