If looks could kill, then at this moment Gu Lingling and Liu Qing would have been killed several times by Shen Lingyuâs murderous gaze.
"Be careful if you encounter her again; sheâs not as easy to deal with as she seems." Liu Qing, feeling awkward, hesitated for a second before warning Gu Lingling.
After all, she had suffered at Shen Lingyuâs hands many times.
The enemy of my enemy is my friend, so right now, she and Gu Lingling are comrades in arms.
"Thank you," Gu Lingling said seriously, "I didnât expect you to protect me like this."
"Tch, donât get me wrong, I just donât want that bitch to get smug. Who wants to protect you? Weâre enemies too, got it?" Liu Qing said disdainfully.
After speaking, afraid Gu Lingling would say more, she quickly added, "Hurry up and go. Are you trying to slack off? So much nonsense."
Well, this awkward woman.
Gu Lingling shook her head and followed Liu Qing into the rehabilitation building.
In the ordinary ward, several military doctors in white coats were checking on Yang Yunhai.
"Didnât you say heâd wake up within two weeks? Why is there still no sign of it?" Wang Fangyi said with a dark expression.
It was because of the doctorsâ assurances that they felt at ease.
"Well... Senior Officer, thatâs what we expected," one of them explained, "Weâve done thorough checks, and his bodily functions are all recoveringâbetter than a normal personâs, in fact."
Yet, they couldnât figure out what kept him in a coma.
"I donât want to hear these explanations. Just tell me, when can my grandson wake up?" This time it was Mr. Yang speaking.
Facing the two high-ranking officers, cold sweat streamed down the military doctorsâ foreheads.
At this moment, they dared not give any assurances anymore; after all, someone who should have already woken up still hadnât, leaving them in disarray.
They couldnât find the reason.
"Senior Officer... We..." The head doctor said with difficulty.
When Gu Lingling entered, Zheng Xiangjun was silently shedding tears, while a group of white-coated doctors stood awkwardly.
"Old Wang, donât trouble them anymore; let them go," Zheng Xiangjun waved and called for Gu Lingling to come over.
Gu Lingling felt a pang in her heart upon hearing this.
Could it be that Yang Yunhaiâs condition had worsened?
Just a couple of days ago, she had seen his fingers move.
Thinking of this, her face turned pale, "Grandma, how... how is he?"
"Please donât say anything, let me go and see Brother Yang; he must still be waiting for me to read him the newspaper." Fearing she might hear something bad from Zheng Xiangjun, Gu Lingling quickly said.
"Sigh, go ahead," Zheng Xiangjun said.
Gu Lingling entered the private room, leaned against the door, and looked at Yang Yunhai on the hospital bed.
On the day they met, Yang Yunhai was injured, but she had never seen him fall.
It was the first time he had been lying on a hospital bed for so long.
Gu Lingling covered her face and silently cried.
From the first day she arrived in Capital City, she told herself not to cry, to face everything with a smile.
Because her Brother Yang had said his favorite thing was seeing her smile.
So, these days, she had pretended to be okay, pretended that Yang Yunhai was just in the hospital for a regular stay, forcing herself to face him happily every day.
No one knew how worried and scared she actually was in this unfamiliar environment.
Just fearing sheâd hear some bad news at the hospital one day.
Squatting on the ground, Gu Lingling cried, covering her mouth.
A certain Black Bird flying by the window spotted this scene.