When Mu Chenxi woke up, all she saw was a stark whiteness. Her entire body felt weak and limp, utterly frail.
"Chenxi."
By her bedside, Bai Su softly called out to her when she noticed her opening her eyes.
Mu Chenxi raised her gaze to Bai Su, meeting her worried eyes, and asked in a faint voice, "Susu, why am I in the hospital?"
She had just regained consciousness and her thoughts were still not entirely clear.
The moment she spoke, the last scene from the mall resurfaced in her mind.
She had lost her balance and collapsed to the ground.
She had felt that familiar warmth surging through her.
At the memory, her already pale face grew even paler.
Her hand, hidden beneath the blanket, instinctively pressed against her abdomen, her gaze toward Bai Su filled with unease.
The depths of her heart were seized by an unrelenting panic.
Her mind echoed: It can't be, it can't be.