He Miao raised her hand and patted its head. She stared into its dark eyes for a long time, letting its smooth little tongue lick her fingertips. She could not help but smile and say, "If Jing Yan sees you wake up, he'll be very happy, right?"
The dog's body on the hospital bed suddenly stiffened. Jing Yan retracted his soft little tongue and lay back on the bed with a dazed expression, staring at He Miao expectantly.
Chen Zhao did not know what was going on, so he quickly added, "You're right. If President Jing knows that your beloved puppy is out of danger, he will be happy for you!"
He Miao raised her eyes and stared at him with a smile. "Then quickly give him a call and tell him the news!"
Chen Zhao was slightly stunned. He nodded hesitantly. "Alright, I'll make the call now."
