Ever since the visit from Ye Qiu, Liang Yuanjun and Han Shan, He Juan felt like he was caught in a surreal dream.
Everything was unreal, and even after a few days had passed, he still couldn't fully wrap his head around the current situation. After all, who would have imagined that the three of them, who had come from different walks of life with their own distinct views and secondary genders, would come together and join hands just because of one He Juan?
It was not exaggerating to say that he was treated akin to a king during his hospital stay. Every meal he had was light yet exquisite – a menu he was certain did not cordone to the hospital's regulation. Many doctors and nurses would tend to his needs 24/7, and each time he revealed the slightest hint of discomfort on his face, they would become so anxious that one would think He Juan was their ancestor.
