Yi Chulin had been unconscious for many days before he finally woke up. Deng Chengxi was overjoyed and excited.
Putting aside Deng Jiangming's high blood pressure, he really couldn't do anything about his sister.
Yi Chulin felt that he had slept for a long time, so long that he had forgotten why he was lying here. His dark eyes looked calm.
When Xu Qing came over in a wheelchair and saw Yi Chulin's expression, she was shocked. Could it be that he had given up?
"Little Qing, come and take a look. What's wrong with him?" Deng Chengxi looked flustered. Why did Yi Chulin seem so out of it after he woke up?
Xu Qing flipped Yi Chulin's eyelids and took his pulse, then confirmed that he was fine. He didn't lose his memory, nor was he crippled. He was probably just heartbroken.
"He's fine." Xu Qing's emotion was difficult to discern. If Ying Zhiyao didn't appear, she might lose Yi Chulin forever.
