"Is she going to be okay?" Ye Rumeng asked worriedly.
"She'll be fine, but she needs to keep her emotions stable. Otherwise, it would greatly affect the baby's development."
Ye Rumeng nodded, "Got it."
Ye Anqi didn't stay unconscious for long and soon woke up.
Ye Rumeng had been by her bedside, and seeing her awaken, she leaned over to ask with concern, "How are you feeling? Are you uncomfortable anywhere?"
"..." Ye Anqi stared blankly, as if she didn't hear her words.
Ye Rumeng said softly, "I'll have someone bring you something to eat. Eating can lift your spirits when you're feeling down."
"..."
Ye Rumeng had someone bring up a bowl of porridge.
But no matter how much she coaxed, Ye Anqi wouldn't eat.
She remained lost in her own world, as if she couldn't hear anything.
Ye Rumeng put down the bowl, "Ye Anqi, Ya Shitian's fate is uncertain. You shouldn't give up hope. There's a chance he might come back alive."
"..."
