He let go of her hand, which he had been holding tightly, and said, "Go back to sleep. It's barely dawn, and there's no way you can stay awake until morning."
After speaking, he got up, thoughtfully tucked her in, and left the room.
This is a high-end VIP ward, with a bedroom and a living room. Ma Zhihao entered the living room, lay on the sofa, gazing at the ceiling with deep eyes for a long time before taking a deep breath and closing his eyes repressively.
After Ma Zhihao left, Erya sat up and stared at the closed door.
At this moment, even she couldn't describe her own feelings.
In short, they were very complicated...
It wasn't the matter with Su Rong that was complicated; it was the relationship with Ma Zhihao that felt complex.
She didn't know how long she had been sitting on the bed; she wasn't sleepy at all and wondered if Ma Zhihao could fall asleep in the living room, so she got out of bed and walked out of the room barefoot.
