When the first ray of morning light pierced into the hospital ward, Lin Xia opened her sore and tired eyes.
She immediately hurriedly looked towards the person lying on the hospital bed.
She saw Lin Chun's head wrapped in thick gauze, his complexion pale, eyes tightly shut, he had not woken up!
Lin Xia glanced at Lin Qiu, who lay on another hospital bed with a weary face, deep in sleep.
Not wanting to wake her, she covered her mouth and silently wept.
Her older brother, who had been home eating lunch just at noon, was previously fine.
He had even excitedly said, after his younger brother finished his exams, he'd take a few days of leave to accompany them on a trip somewhere.
How could such an accident have befallen him in so short a time?
Lin Xia was both worried and filled with an inward sense of regret.
Why on earth had she agreed to her older brother's wishes, allowing him to go to that job?
If he had gone to a different company, might such dangers have been avoided?
