On top of everything, after such a significant ordeal and having spent so many days in the hospital, having endured so much, Zhou Guangsheng looked much thinner—already a lean man, he now seemed all skin and bones.
Upon seeing this, Fang Xiu felt as though someone had truly and deeply stabbed her in the heart—it hurt so much. She threw herself at Zhou Guangsheng's bedside, grasped his hand, and choked up as she sobbed, "Guangsheng, how could you let yourself become like this?"
Zhou Guangsheng was startled by Fang Xiu's voice, but he didn't react much. He opened his eyes, gave Fang Xiu a look, then indifferently pulled his hand back from hers and slowly closed his eyes again, as if he did not recognize Fang Xiu.
Fang Xiu was taken aback, then she sat beside Zhou Guangsheng's bed and asked softly, "Are you angry with me? Angry because I haven't come to see you for so long?"
Zhou Guangsheng still did not respond, lying with his eyes closed on the bed.
