The sunlight outside streamed through the curtains and spilled into the hospital room, with a faint smell of disinfectant lingering in the air.
Occasionally, one could hear footsteps and voices coming from the distant corridor, but in this quiet corner, there were only Chen Meiqi and Wen Mian.
"Mianmian, do you know?" Chen Meiqi's voice trembled slightly, "When I heard about your car accident, my heart felt like it was struck by a heavy hammer. I can't imagine what I would become without you."
She paused for a moment, seemingly trying to calm her emotions, "But look, there are so many people who care about you, praying for you. This carnation was sent by Liu Jinbo; he said you had helped him once, and he hopes that you can recover soon."
Chen Meiqi gently stroked Mianmian's hair, the soft strands slipping through her fingers.