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The taxi came to a steady stop at the entrance of the hospital.

Lin Yu took a deep breath, opened the door, and got out of the car.

What had to be faced must always be faced.

He had already suffered the consequences of running away more than once.

Making his way to the inpatient department, Lin Yu followed his memory to the door of the intensive care unit where Xia Yueshan was staying.

Xia Muzhu wasn't standing guard here. Lin Yu peered through the window and saw that it was already empty inside.

Lin Yu's heart skipped a beat, feeling extremely surprised.

Where was he?

Could he have been discharged?

Speaking of which, just how long had he been unconscious?

Lin Yu furrowed his brows, but there was no time to think too much about it now.

Turning around to the nearby nurses' station, Lin Yu asked anxiously:

"Where is Xia Yueshan from room 8066 now?"

"Has he been discharged?"

"Hold on a moment, let me check."

The nurse looked down to search the database on her computer. A moment later, she looked up and said:

"He is out of the critical period now and has been transferred to a regular ward."

"Room 6088 on the sixth floor."

"Thank you."

Knowing where Xia Yueshan was, Lin Yu turned and took the elevator up to the sixth floor.

There was still no sign of Xia Muzhu in the corridor on the sixth floor.

Lin Yu arrived at the door of room 6088, and this time he saw her.

To Lin Yu's surprise, her complexion looked quite good.

She was sitting by Xia Yueshan's bed. Although there was an indelible sorrow hidden in her gentle eyes when she looked at Xia Yueshan,

overall, she seemed fine.

At least she wasn't as haggard and absent-minded as before.

Seeing Xia Muzhu like this, Lin Yu frowned, unable to help but feel a bit confused.

According to his own calculations, he had been unconscious for at least ten days.

Ten days!

In those ten days, he had been completely out of touch.

For some open-minded young people, not replying for three days was equivalent to a breakup, and ten days without a response could be assumed as death!

And yet, her complexion had actually improved a lot...

...

Umm...

Was it because Xia Yueshan was out of danger?

Or had she already assumed that he, the heartless man, was dead, and was happy that God had eyes...

Lin Yu let out a sigh.

No matter what the reason was, he still had to face it.

Exhaling a long breath, Lin Yu rubbed his face.

Having mentally prepared himself, Lin Yu braced himself and pushed open the door to the ward.

Before entering the ward, Lin Yu had thought about how Xia Muzhu might react upon seeing him.

Would it be sadness?

Or tears?

Or perhaps she would turn her face away, angry at him for being completely unreachable during this time?

The best possible scenario in Lin Yu's mind was that Xia Muzhu wouldn't look pleased, but wouldn't hold his recent disappearance against him either.

But what Lin Yu never expected was...

When she saw him again, not only was she not the least bit unhappy, but she even looked quite pleased.

Her eyebrows lifted slightly, a faint glimmer appeared in her gentle eyes, and even the corners of her lips naturally curved up into a slight smile.

It was as if she had been illuminated by a beam of light.

That look of pleasant surprise even washed away much of the sorrow between her brows.

"You're here."

Xia Muzhu spoke, her voice soft and sweet.

Her gentle demeanor mixed with a hint of surprise made her look like a tender wife seeing her husband return home.

"...Yeah."

"I'm here."

Lin Yu was a little dazed, but he nodded anyway, squeezing out a less-than-natural smile.

He looked like a husband who had just cheated outside, his conscience uneasy, feeling guilty toward his wife.

Because of his guilty conscience, Lin Yu didn't quite dare to look at the gentle Xia Muzhu in front of him.

He looked at Xia Yueshan lying on the bed and changed the subject, asking:

"How is Little Shan doing now?"

Xia Muzhu also looked at Xia Yueshan on the hospital bed. The joy on her face faded a bit, but she was still smiling overall.

It was just that her smile was mixed with a hint of sorrow.

"He's doing well."

"He has successfully passed the critical period now."

"Then when will he wake up?"

Lin Yu looked at Xia Muzhu and asked.

As for Xia Yueshan, even though Lin Yu was quite annoyed that he always caused trouble for him,

deep down, Lin Yu had long considered him as his own younger brother.

Now, seeing him lying on the bed unable to move, even having his once-cherished hair shaved off, Lin Yu felt a deep ache in his heart.

"I don't know."

Xia Muzhu shook her head and said:

"The doctor said that if his recovery goes well, Little Shan will wake up within three months."

"If his recovery is poor, it might take a year or even longer."

Hearing Xia Muzhu's words, Lin Yu nodded.

Now, all they could do was wait.

After talking about Xia Yueshan, facing Xia Muzhu, Lin Yu suddenly didn't know what to say.

So he could only resort to the most cliché topic.

"Have you eaten?"

Xia Muzhu shook her head.

"Not yet."

"Then go eat, I'll be here."

Lin Yu said immediately.

Xia Muzhu paused for a moment, then nodded.

She stood up and walked toward the door of the ward.

As she passed Lin Yu, she suddenly turned around and softly hugged him.

Lin Yu was startled by her sudden embrace. After reacting, he hugged Xia Muzhu and asked softly in confusion:

"What's wrong?"

"I missed you."

Xia Muzhu said softly.

Her voice was soft and gentle, like a warm feather falling on Lin Yu's heart, turning into a refreshing warm current.

Lin Yu hugged her tighter. He knew he should respond at this moment and say some sweet words.

Like "I missed you too" and such.

But Lin Yu couldn't say it; guilt weighed down on his chest, making it ache.

Faced with Xia Muzhu's unwavering gentleness, Lin Yu blamed himself even more, wondering why he was always unwilling to think more about her.

If he chose to leave, what would she do?

Now, she really had no one else to rely on but him.

The more Lin Yu thought about it, the more unbearable he felt.

The strength in his arms gradually tightened, and Lin Yu held Xia Muzhu tightly in his arms, feeling her heart...

?

Why wasn't there any sound of a heartbeat?

Oh, oh.

Right.

The armor was too thick; it was normal not to feel it.

After a long embrace, the two separated.

Xia Muzhu left the ward to eat at the hospital cafeteria.

Lin Yu stayed by Xia Yueshan's side, watching him quietly.

After watching for a while,

Lin Yu felt a bit bored, so he took his phone out of his pocket.

As soon as he turned on the screen, countless missed calls popped up frantically, so many that Lin Yu was afraid the phone would freeze.

And on all the missed calls, that person's name was displayed.

Tao Yaoyao.