The night had deepened, and Chen Xu's parents had already left the hospital, leaving only Luo Xiyun behind.
"Actually, you don't need to stay here with me," Chen Xu said softly to Luo Xiyun, who had just brushed her teeth and come in from the balcony. "There isn't even a bed here, so you won't be able to sleep well."
"I'm not at ease with you here alone."
Luo Xiyun placed the toothbrush cup down and sat on a chair beside the bed—an ergonomic office chair whose back could recline and had a pull-out footrest. For the past few nights, she had been sleeping on this chair.
Chen Xu suggested, "Otherwise, let's find a caregiver."
"I trust no one else," Luo Xiyun replied as she reclined the chair back, lay down, and said, "Don't worry about me. I go home to rest during the day, and besides, I'm used to it already."
At that moment, a soft cough sounded nearby, and the two fell silent.