Gu Yan was in terrible pain.
Su Ye called out, and a nurse came to give him an injection for the pain.
Soon after, Gu Yan fell into a deep sleep.
With no strength left, the hand that had been holding onto Su Ye's now only hooked her palm with two fingers.
The large hand seemed like it would fall at any moment.
Su Ye lowered her gaze, her pupils slightly deepening.
In the next instant, she curled her fingers, interlocking them with his.
Perhaps, her heart had already sunk when she was least prepared for it.
It fell into the deepest part of the abyss, leaving her no chance to escape.
The night had grown deep.
There was still no news from Shan Yan, and the messages Su Ye sent went unanswered.
She waited for a moment, but she couldn't hold out and fell asleep.
Su Ye felt as if she had slept for a very long time.
The sleep was particularly sweet, with no one to disturb her, and no pondering troubles preventing her from resting well.