He pursed his lips, his voice carrying an almost imperceptible firmness, "Understood, I will arrange everything. Please ensure she receives the best treatment."
Leaving the doctor's office, Pei Heyan walked through the bustling hospital corridor, his expression gradually becoming complex.
Thinking that Wen Tang might not eat the breakfast specially arranged for the VIP patients' families because it might not suit her taste, Pei Heyan decided to buy breakfast himself, hoping to improve her mood.
Entering a nearby convenience store, Pei Heyan's gaze moved between the assorted food items, eventually selecting a few that Wen Tang usually enjoyed.
Carrying the breakfast bag back to the ward, he couldn't help but recall Wen Tang's strained smile, a tightness gripping his heart.
This tenderness had become a burden he couldn't bear to lose.
Stepping back into the ward, Pei Heyan found Wen Tang awake, looking down at her phone with focused attention.
