Chen Yiru was worried that Dugu Xiang's body would not be able to bear it, so she kept persuading Dugu Xiang to rest, but Dugu Xiang had never heard of it.
In desperation, he could only let Dugu Xiang stay in the ward.
The days passed quickly.
The next night.
In the ward, the windows are open.
The sky was covered with bright stars, and the bright moonlight shone through the windows, faintly reflected in the room.
In the huge special hospital room, an air humidifier was placed beside the snow-white bed, and the steam was rising.
Ye Kui lay quietly on the bed, her delicate and small face was a little pale, which obviously improved a little compared to yesterday.
One day and one night.
She has not woken up from her coma for a long time.
The soft sunlight shone on the windowsill, faintly reflected in, and fell on Ye Kui's delicate and fair face. Two rows of long curly eyelashes fell on his eyes and face, casting a faint shadow. , a pair of dark eyebrows frowned slightly, under the small nose, a slightly pale lips were pursed tightly, and he lay quietly on the hospital bed.
A slight breath rose and slowly fell down.
If the woman's chest was slightly undulating because of her breathing, Ye Kui in front of her couldn't help but feel an illusion, as if the woman lying on the bed in front of her was like a carefully carved ceramic doll.
A slender and steep figure sat on a chair beside the bed.
The head sags slightly.
The man's narrow and deep ice eyes were half-closed, and a complex expression was revealed on his evil handsome face. In his eyes, he was deep, as if he was trying his best to curb the emotions that were about to pour out.
He stretched out his hand.
His fingertips fell on Ye Kui's face.
The faint moonlight fell, reflecting Ye Kui's delicate little face into a more white and delicate way, like jade, revealing a crystal clear soft light.
The fingertips fell on Ye Kui's carefully outlined eyebrows, revealing a hint of coldness.
Dugu Xiang's eyes were deep and low.
Through the faint moonlight, he gently stroked Ye Kui's delicate and small facial features, and outlined them carefully with strokes.
Years of training have made his fingertips covered with thick cocoons, which fell on Ye Kui's delicate and fair skin, with a hint of coldness and a faint numbness. His fingertips rubbed every inch of skin on her face.
The fingertips gently slipped down, and they were carefully outlining the woman's appearance, curved eyebrows, playful and lively black eyes, small and firm nose, and their soft lips as soft as silk.
Dugu Xiang's narrow and deep eyes became deeper and deeper, and the uncontrollable emotions spread to the bottom of his eyes.
The beautiful and exquisite outline outline outlined by the fingertips seemed to pour in all his emotions, and the movement of each fingertip was gentle and slow.
The eyes are dark and deep.
There were too many suppressed emotions in his cold eyes.
The man's perfect jaw was tight, trying his best to curb the pouring emotions. The calm and arrogant aura entrenched his slender and steep figure, facing the moonlight, and his whole body was hidden in the darkness.
Dugu Xiang, who was immersed in his emotions, did not find it.
On the hospital bed, Ye Kui moved gently with her fingertips hanging down beside her.