Good Things Are Coming

"Young Feng, you're here." Doctor Yan saw that it was time and entered the ward. As expected, Young Feng was sitting by her husband's hospital bed.

Right now, Doctor Yan no longer intended to seduce Young Feng. But his mood did become better when he saw Young Feng.

Life in the ICU was a boring one, and he thanked God for this small pleasure. He was not a person with high expectations anyway.

Young Feng, though, looked a little glum, and she sounded strained as she hummed in acknowledgement.

"What's wrong? Isn't Young Dai doing well?" Doctor Yan was dumbfounded. He immediately took a step forward and looked at the monitor. He saw that all the indices were within the normal range...