Lucifer reached out and clasped Julia's shoulders, "Don't worry, I will definitely find a way. You haven't rested well these past few days, go back to your room and rest for a while."
"No, I want to wait for Vivian to wake up."
"Good girl, you go rest first, I'll stay here with our daughter. When she wakes up, I'll have someone immediately call you. You need to be well rested, otherwise if you collapse when she awakens, she will be very worried."
It wasn't easy, but Julia was eventually persuaded to return to her room to rest.
And in this sick room, only Lucifer remained, standing quietly, looking at his daughter lying on the hospital bed, her complexion deathly pale.
Without uttering a word.
Since his youth, Lucifer had always wanted to conquer the Universe, and naturally, he had done a lot and often hovered on the edge of life and death.
As he grew older, especially after meeting Julia, he suddenly felt that having a family was a good thing.