"...Will he wake up?"
For An'an's question, Yin Xiaojing also didn't answer, because even the doctors were uncertain about his condition.
"Talk to him, maybe he'll wake up soon."
An'an frowned slightly and lowered her eyes to look at him, even though he was in a coma, she didn't dare to speak a word to him.
Recalling the past few days, apart from the lines in the play, she hadn't chatted with him properly.
"I hired a male nurse to take care of sanitation. The rest of the time, you stay here with him. I should go back, I've agreed with old Chen to return home tomorrow."
An'an nodded, "Thank you, Sister Xiao Jing."
"Call me if anything happens, keep your phone on, don't let people not find you."
"...Okay."
