Soon, three people arrived at Baili Le Yao's room.
Seeing Baili Le Yao lying on the bed quietly like sleeping beauty, Baili Hengyuan still felt heartbroken. In his heart, he knew all too well, his daughter was not sleeping but had been in a coma. Moreover, this had been going on for over twenty years.
Every time he saw his daughter lying there quietly, he wished that she was just sleeping and would soon wake up.
Unfortunately, reality is reality and could never be changed.
Lu Yichen and Zhong Niangyao, seeing the comatose Baili Le Yao again, remained calm and did not show any signs of surprise.
"You two—" Baili Hengyuan looked at them with a hint of suspicion in his gaze.
For some reason, he always felt that Zhong Niangyao and Lu Yichen seemed to have already known about Baili Le Yao's condition. But then, thinking it over, he felt it was impossible.
