Qian Bao has not left, staying right by Zhao Jingmiao's bedside.
So, when Zhao Jingmiao woke up, she saw Qian Bao with red eyes staring unblinkingly at her.
Seeing her awake, Qian Bao hurried to ask, "Are you... feeling a bit better?"
Zhao Jingmiao nodded, "Did you bring me to the hospital?"
Her voice was still a bit hoarse from shouting too much earlier.
Listening to this made Qian Bao's heart ache.
"Yes, I'm sorry," Qian Bao said looking at her, "If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have gone through this."
Zhao Jingmiao shook her head.
When Zhao Cai was feeding her medicine, she already understood from their conversation what had happened.
So, she didn't blame Qian Bao.
Zhao Jingmiao couldn't help but take another look at the man in front of her; compared to the first time she saw him, he was utterly transformed.
Though he still had a hint of a roguish vibe, his whole aura was different now.
Moreover, he had become more mature than before.
