"Okay!" Bei Ran immediately followed into the ward, seeing her daughter still pale and unconscious, her heart ached unbearably wave after wave.
After handling the follow-up matters, Gu Qingchen hurried over, he looked at Bei Ran: "She hasn't woken up yet?"
"Not yet..." Bei Ran was full of worry.
Gu Qingchen stepped forward, took Nuannuan's little arm, felt her pulse, and said: "It's okay, she will wake up soon."
Bei Ran nodded, then kissed her daughter's fingers, praying incessantly in her heart for Nuannuan to wake up soon.
Every minute and every second now felt like an endless torment for her.
The illness and injury of a loved one are the most concerning and saddening things.
Moreover, Nuannuan was the treasure in Bei Ran's palm, how could she bear to see Nuannuan suffer such inexplicable harm?
She couldn't help but shed tears, her tears wetting Nuannuan's small fingers.
Gu Qingchen heard the sound of sobbing, he took a tissue and handed it to her.
