Jiang Mingyu woke up with a burst of dry mouth and tongue.

At that time, everything in front of me was dark, but then, a faint light came from the window on the right.

She turned her head mechanically and narrowed her eyes slightly.

The next second, someone gently held her hand.

"Ming Yu, how are you?"

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Jiang Mingyu was startled, and his eyes slightly arched, but after reacting, they quickly disappeared.

She opened her mouth, but only one word came out dryly:

"thirsty."

"Okay, I'll get you some water."

Afterwards, it wasn’t until he drank half of the glass of water that Jiang Mingyu finally seemed to be alive. He sat up half of his body with difficulty and said softly,

"How did you come?"

"I'm worried about you."

"Well, sorry."

Jiang Mingyu patted the back of her best friend Wei Xin's hand, then frowned, hiding the faint look of disappointment in her eyes.

The girl leaned against the head of the bed, taking in a gentle breath, slowly swelling her chest, and only exhaled again when she was slightly swollen and painful, experiencing the feeling of waking up.

Real, yet desolate.

At this time, the door to the ward was gently opened from the outside, and a boy with colorful hair walked in. He smiled handsomely, walked over, and said affectionately,

"Sister, are you awake?"

While talking, Qiu Xiao sat down beside Jiang Mingyu's bed, looked down at his sister who still had a dull expression, raised his hand with some distress, and gently touched her hair.

But almost at the same time, another person walked in.

But after seeing this scene, his eyes suddenly turned sharp. He was not too polite but still lowered his voice and said coldly,

"What are you doing?"

Jiang Mingyu's heart skipped a beat, and she subconsciously raised her head, but she happened to bump into Tang Jinchuan's expression.

But he also saw Feng Wanlu following him.

A large swath of memories surged like a tide, instantly destroying Jiang Mingyu's limited sanity.

She had never felt that there was such an embarrassing time in her life. It was so embarrassing that even though she was embarrassed, she forgot to look away.

He just stared straight at the person in front of him without saying a word.

"Ming Yu, what's wrong with you?"

Jiang Mingyu's face quickly turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Tang Jinchuan's heart was beating wildly, and he pulled Qiu Xiao away without thinking. He sat on the edge of the bed, raised his hand, held the little guy's face distressedly, and raised it slightly.

The cautious look was like holding a fragile white jade doll.

Everyone was shocked and amazed.

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At that moment, what fell into Tang Jinchuan's eyes was a pair of eyes that were still beautiful but dull, stained with a pain that Jiang Mingyu himself didn't understand.

Sad, but at the same time unable to resist the confusion deep in my bones.

Even though there were tears in his eyes, watery and trembling, there was still a trace of unfamiliar timidity mixed in.

In this way, the man couldn't control himself at all. He pulled her into his arms, put his chin on the top of her hair, and murmured in a low voice,

"I'm sorry, Mingyu, I'm sorry, it's all my fault. Everything is my fault."

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Jiang Mingyu didn't understand, but didn't move.

The embrace of him was so comfortable that it made him want to fall asleep again.

However, before she could react, she did close her eyes again.

As a result, Tang Jinchuan, who hugged her, felt his heart sink.

The man lowered his head and saw that the girl in his arms was unresponsive again for some reason. He panicked and immediately growled in a low voice,

"Go get a doctor, hurry up—"

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