"When will he wake up?"
"It's still uncertain, but it should be before dawn today."
"Good."
...
"Let's go to the ward first."
"Good."
...
Jian Ran followed Gu Mochen directly to the VIP ward, where the man lay quietly on the hospital bed, his forehead wrapped in layers of white gauze, through which streaks of blood could still be seen.
Jian Ran's gaze fell on the man before her, and her mind flashed back to their high school days.
Jian Ran's lips curved into a faint smile, noticing that Gu Mochen also had an iron-grey complexion.
After all, Han Siming was his brother.
The two of them had a pretty good private relationship...
"I'll go see if there's anything to eat at the hospital cafeteria that we can buy, so he'll have something to eat when he wakes up."
Jian Ran said softly, looking at Gu Mochen.
Gu Mochen gazed at the woman's calm demeanor and reached out to hold Jian Ran's small hand with his large one.