Xia Zhi had matured quite a lot in that one night.
He became much more grounded and steadfast.
Xinghe had made an immense impact on the reformation of his character, strengthening his constitution to help him brace the vicissitudes of life with unwavering resolve.
Many years later, when he was old and weary, that night would still be his most memorable.
His sister's fragile body when she left the hospital to perform the miracle that would singlehandedly change their lives forever was imprinted into his mind.
He had found a real-life hero: Xia Xinghe!
The long night was finally over.
Xinghe had shred through an uncountable number of systems.
When she felt that she had done more than enough, she stopped her dexterous hands, rubbed her tired eyes and left the café in a daze.
Back at the hospital, before she could even reach her uncle's sickbay, she saw Xia Zhi running towards her.
