"Okay, I got it," He Teng nodded, "I'm here, you guys go back first, Ya'nan, you go back to your classes too."
Once everyone left, the hospital room felt empty. Hearing from Chen Ya'nan that He Zhilan had fainted from exhaustion truly made He Teng's heart ache.
In just half a month, her palm-sized face had turned so pale, even the few pots of flowers and plants in his dormitory seemed more alive than she did.
He Zhilan didn't wake up for quite some time. He Teng sat by her side for a while, and then suddenly stood up and left the room, a very serious expression on his face. Whenever he made a decision in his heart, that's how he would look.
It took nearly an hour before He Teng returned. When he came back, he had brought some food with him. However, that night, he never managed to wake He Zhilan. It wasn't until the next morning that He Zhilan slowly regained consciousness.
