Gu Nianzhi was immersed in the excitement of seeing Huo Shaoheng again, but she had to maintain an extremely calm expression, so she did not react immediately.
"... it's great that Young Master He is fine, It's useless for me to stay here anyway. I don't need to wait for him to wake up. I have to go back now." Gu Nianzhi smiled at Huo Shaoheng, her eyes hiding an unknown longing and love.
Huo Shaoheng did not look at her. He threw the soviet-made military coat on his arm onto the sofa that was against the wall in the living room. He walked over to He Zhichu's bed in the bedroom and checked his condition carefully.
The various equipment in the room showed that his vital signs were normal. The only abnormal thing was his pale face.
If he was really sleeping soundly, his face should not be so pale, not to mention that he was wearing an oxygen mask.
