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nTranslator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio

nHe Xiyan smoothed the blanket that he had twisted, then checked on his wound. She only looked at him after she verified that his wound had not opened once more.

n“Your mother is no longer in critical condition,” she said with her head bowed and her gaze turned slightly grave when she saw his frail state.

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nShe paused for a moment, then continued, “However, the injuries she sustained are more serious than your own. She still needs to undergo surgery and the doctor mentioned that her brain has been severely injured and that there is a high possibility of her ending up paralyzed.”

nShe looked at him anxiously and her grip tightened on his hand as she looked at him. She was afraid that he would become as agitated as he was earlier but contrary to her expectations, he remained calm.

nShe watched as tears fell from his eyes as though a dam had broke, and flowed from his eyes to his pillow.

nHe was crying.

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nThis was the first time she saw such helplessness and sorrow in him.

nShe reached out to pull out a piece of tissue and carefully wiped the tears off his face.

n“Ye Hao…” She called out his name.

nHe gently took her hand in his.

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n“Yan Yan…” He said hoarsely as he called her by her pet name. “Did you know that this was all my fault? If only I had driven at a slower speed, or if I had been more focused, I could have shown a faster reaction when that truck collided against us and sent us straight into the farm. Then, maybe my mother and I would not have….”

nYe Hao then squeezed his eyes shut, his pain and remorse clearly reflected on his face.

nHe Xiyan rose to her feet and brought the soup that she had specially made for him over. She opened the lid and scooped it into a small bowl.

n“Stop dwelling on the car accident, Ye Hao.” She gently patted that man’s face and forced him to look at her.

nThen, she took a spoonful of the chicken soup and carefully brought it to his lips.

nYe Hao turned away.

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n“I don’t feel like eating.” He pressed his lips tightly together. He felt his bitterness rise from his heart to his mouth and he just did not have the appetite to eat.

nHe Xiyan reached out to force him to face her, then brought the spoon to his lips once more.

n“Quick, eat some of this. You need to get better if you want to look after your mother. She won’t leave you.” She said flatly even as her heart ached for him.

n“Quick, eat!” She looked at him as though if she would not retract the spoon if he refused to eat.

nYe Hao slowly opened his mouth.

nThe soup was delicious and sweet but he just did not have the appetite for it.

nHe Xiyan fed him one spoonful of the soup at a time, just like he carefully fed her when she had just given birth.

n“Yan Yan…” Ye Hao’s gaze fell on her face. He had been very surprised to see her here. He assumed that she would leave after visiting him, or that she would have just dropped him a call to ask after him.

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n“When did you come to Ye City?” He asked as he clocked how meticulously she took care of him, just as though he was her child.

nHe Xiyan nodded.

n“I arrived the day before. You were still undergoing surgery then. I waited for a long time until you emerged from the surgical room but you had fallen asleep.” She said flatly but it was obvious from the dark circles under her eyes that she had not slept much over the past two days.

nYe Hao also noticed that fact and he felt warmth creep into his heart and his lips curled into a rare smile.

n“What about Yuan Yuan?”

n“I brought Yuan Yuan along with me and rented a room that is only a kilometer from the hospital. I’ll take care of you here during the day until you get better.” She said simply. She had made this decision instinctively, without any hesitation at all.

nShe had thought that she would never revisit Ye City but surprisingly, as time passed, she could slowly forget about some people. At the same time, there were also some whom she just could not forget.

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