If Gu Qimiao weren't asleep right now, he was planning to take her away.
But in the middle of the night, leaving Gu Moming alone in the hospital, she probably wouldn't go with him. Even if she confessed her feelings to him, she would likely still see taking care of Gu Moming as her responsibility. This sense of duty was deeply ingrained.
She wasn't awake, and he didn't need to stay any longer. He walked to the bedside, picked up a thin blanket, draped it over her, and gently pushed away Gu Moming's hand.
Gu Moming smiled and said to him, "Take care."
Shen Yanchen glanced at Gu Qimiao again before turning to leave.
As the door closed, the smile disappeared from Gu Moming's face.
He turned his head to look at Gu Qimiao, gently touching her head, worry filling his eyes.
