Her heart clenched painfully, causing a severe blockage.
She reached back to hold Tang Yu's hand, feeling a certain coldness in her heart.
"Don't talk too much, just rest for a while, sleep a bit."
"Okay!" Tang Yu nodded with a smile, her pale face unusually relaxed, her gaze gentle and calm, so calm that Zhan Se hardly dared to look into her eyes.
She felt guilty, guilty about the 'little' child hidden in her heart.
Attending to a patient was not an easy experience.
Throughout the afternoon, Tang Yu alternated between wakefulness and sleep, never fully regaining consciousness. Zhan Se specifically went to inquire with the doctor again. The doctor said that since she had suffered a head injury, dizziness was normal before a full recovery. If she began to vomit or developed a fever, they would need to pay more attention.
Zhan Se committed the doctor's advice to memory and took very good care of Tang Yu.
Emperor Quan only came over around six or seven in the evening.