He ultimately didn't die, waking up after three days in a coma.
Quan Jingyou was nearly scared to death. A perfectly fine person was flung right before his eyes, and it likely left a shadow in his heart.
"Yu, you're awake? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"
Gong Yu opened his eyes to see a white ceiling, the scent of disinfectant in his nostrils, an IV still in his hand, with Quan Jingyou's voice by his ear.
His family wasn't there, making the two of them seem particularly alone in the empty hospital room.
Gong Yu struggled to sit up, his gaze faintly falling on him, Quan Jingyou said in horror, "Yu, don't tell me you've got amnesia from the accident? Doctor, doctor, there's something wrong with him."
It was only then that Gong Yu slowly said, "Jingyou, I'm fine."
Relief washed over him, "You scared me to death, but it's good that you're okay."
