Late at night, the hospital room was very quiet, even the sound of the humidifier spraying mist beside the bed could be heard clearly. Zhou Mingchen turned his head and saw the silhouette of Xia Lu lying on the opposite bed.
He breathed a sigh of relief, feeling his mood calm down a bit. She had maintained the same position for a while now, not even turning over, as if she was already deeply asleep. Zhou Mingchen got up, sat on the edge of the bed, glanced at her phone on the table nearby, and reached out to pick it up.
Xia Lu's phone password was very simple, and he unlocked it with ease. He flipped through the contacts, his finger slowly scrolling down, stopping under the letter L to look for Luo Fan's name.
Zhou Mingchen scrolled up and down three times but still didn't see Luo Fan. He suspected it was because he wasn't concentrating enough, so he looked again carefully, but still found nothing. How could that be?
