"Alright." Shen Yi agreed in a deep voice.
Only then did the doctor say, "I'll arrange for discharge."
"Okay, thank you." Shen Yi replied, his gaze drifting back to Ye Wanwan.
The doctor left with the nurse, leaving only Shen Yi and Ye Wanwan in the spacious CIP Ward. Shen Yi went to Ye Wanwan's side, unsure of what to say, simply reaching out to lovingly stroke her head.
The prolonged bouts of fever had made Ye Wanwan even thinner.
"Shen Yi, don't be afraid." Ye Wanwan looked up at Shen Yi, speaking earnestly, her eyes filled with sympathy for him.
At first, Ye Wanwan hadn't thought much of it, considering it just a simple cold and fever. But the recurring fevers caused her some anxiety.
She seemed to sense something vaguely, and at that moment, she felt a bit of panic in her heart.
But after all, having lived another life, this was a life she had painstakingly come by. If she could be so complete and happy, she felt she shouldn't be so greedy.
