"Mom, I'm really doing quite well, I've just had less time to be alert recently, but I will get better and better in the future."
Bai Lingmiao, bound to the hospital bed, comforted Sun Xiaoqin sitting beside him.
Sun Xiaoqin smiled and shook her head, "Mom isn't worried, I'm really not worried. Come on, have an apple."
"Mom, I can't eat anything right now." Seeing the smile fading from Sun Xiaoqin's face, Li Huowang quickly added.
"Mom, next time I want to eat something, I'll shout in my coma that I want to eat, and then you can feed me an apple, how about that?"
Hearing this, Sun Xiaoqin nodded with a smile. "Alright, I'll do as my son says."
As Li Huowang relaxed and chatted with Sun Xiaoqin, he suddenly saw Yi Donglai standing at the doorway of the ward, staring at him through the door window.
Upon realizing he had been spotted, Yi Donglai pushed his rimless glasses up and turned the doorknob to enter.