Chen Shenghong paused in her tone, "There's still something I haven't figured out, how could I just leave."
Chun Tianle detected something, his gaze filled with confusion, "What's the matter..."
His body was too frail, the sedative components in the medication were too strong, and Chen Shenghong saw that he was having difficulty speaking, his eyelids drooping. She sighed softly, gently patted the back of his hand, and comforted him tenderly, "This matter is a long story, the doctor said you need more rest, you should have a good sleep first, and I'll tell you when you're feeling better."
Chun Tianle was indeed very weak now, even though he wanted to stay awake a little longer, he felt as if something was pulling at his mind, and soon he closed his eyes and slipped into a deep slumber.
Chen Shenghong had just come out of the ward when Li An'an hurried over, "Auntie, is he awake? I heard the nurse say he woke up!"
