C70 I'll Take You to Bed

The ward was very quiet.

Qiao Mu stood at the door, not knowing where to put her hands.

"Gu Siting said that you were severely injured …" After a long while, she murmured.

On the way here, Qiao Mu had thought about many different things: coma, surgery, rescue. But now, seeing him safely sitting on the sickbed, she was relieved, but also at a loss as to what to say.

She only lowered her eyes