Fu Yanshen's pupils shook fiercely, tears filling his eyes in an instant—all he could think about was that his Chenxi had regained consciousness!
He took three steps in two, striding forward, rushing to Mu Chenxi's side.
With a trembling hand, he grabbed her shoulder, turning her towards him, "Chenxi..."
His eyes, brimming with excitement, met hers—a pair devoid of focus, calm.
It was like a bucket of cold water poured over his head, extinguishing the hope in Fu Yanshen's heart, instantly sinking it to rock bottom.
Chenxi, has she not regained consciousness yet?
No, that's impossible!
He had just clearly seen Chenxi eating by herself.
If she hadn't regained consciousness, how could she possibly eat by herself!
"Chenxi, you're awake, aren't you?" Fu Yanshen, not giving up, looked into Mu Chenxi's eyes and pleaded softly, "Could you talk to me?"
Mu Chenxi still looked dazed, not responding.