Two days later, in the intensive care unit, Ji Chengzhi, who had been waiting for two whole days, finally waited for the man inside to wake up.
Waking up, that's good!
Ji Chengzhi saw and finally moved his legs, which had been standing outside for so long they were becoming numb. He snuffed out the cigarette he was holding, put on a sterile gown, and stepped inside.
"You're awake?"
The sunlight at the end of March and the beginning of April is actually the most beautiful, not too cold or hot, carrying the aura of spring's awakening. At this moment, as it shone through the glass window, the entire ICU was warm, filled with a sense of life.
Ji Chengzhi came in and saw the sunlight falling on this person's face, casting a pale halo on his almost translucent skin. Watching it, he couldn't help but feel a bit dazed.
It seemed like a very long time since he had seen him so calm.
"Where is she?"
"She's gone!"
"Where is she?"
"Waiting for you!"
"Hmm..."
