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Wen Mian smiled softly, her heart filled with gratitude and touch.

She knows that Chen Meiqi has always been her strongest support and will always be by her side to protect her no matter where she is.

"Meiqi, thank you for always staying with me." Wen Mian's tone was full of sincerity and gratitude.

Chen Meiqi patted Wen Mian's hand gently, her eyes full of doting and love: "Fool, we are best friends."

Wen Mian closed her eyes gently, and silently swore in her heart that she would recover as soon as possible so that no one would worry about her anymore.

At this time, Gu Zichen's voice came from outside the ward.

. It was a magnetic, deep and powerful voice, like mellow wine, making people feel reassured and comfortable.

As the sound approached, Gu Zichen's silhouette gradually appeared at the door.

He is tall and straight, like a straight pine tree, giving people a sense of stability.

Gu Zichen's face has clear lines, his nose is high, and his eyes are deep, as if he can see through people's hearts. The corners of his mouth are slightly raised, always with a faint smile, which makes people feel friendly and warm.

In his hand is a bouquet of bright flowers, the colors of the flowers are as colorful as the palette of spring.

The petals are shining with crystal light under the sunlight, and they are breathtakingly beautiful.

The bouquets are carefully selected and arranged, and each flower shows its unique charm, like a work of art.

"Really, Chen Meiqi, you ran so fast, didn't you agree to buy flowers together?" Gu Zichen said with a hint of reproach.

His eyes showed concern and concern for Wen Mian, which made people feel warm and touching.

He handed the bouquet to Wen Mian with a smile on his face. Wen Mian took the bouquet and felt a warm current in her heart. She knew that this was not just a bouquet of flowers, but also Gu Zichen's care and blessing for her.

Wen Mian looked at Gu Zichen, filled with gratitude. His appearance made her feel warmth and strength despite her illness.

She said softly: "Thank you, Gu Zichen. You are always so careful and considerate."

Gu Zichen smiled and shook his head, "Don't say that, Wen Mian. You have gone through too much. I hope I can do something for you to make you feel some comfort and happiness."

Wen Mian's eyes were moist.

She knew that Gu Zichen and Chen Meiqi were her true friends and trustworthy people.

She is lucky to have friends like them in this strange city.

The ward was filled with the fragrance of flowers, as if even the air had become sweeter.

Warm cotton gently strokes the petals, feeling their softness and vitality.

This bouquet of flowers seemed to be their blessing and encouragement, allowing her to find the courage and strength to live again.

Gu Zichen looked at Wen Mian with joy in his heart. He knew that this bouquet of flowers was not only a gift, but also a conveyance of emotion.

Wen Mian took a deep breath and looked at Gu Zichen gratefully, "Don't worry, I will recover as soon as possible. I will treasure this bouquet of flowers in my heart forever as a testimony of our friendship."

At this time, Pei Zhiyao walked in. Seeing everyone had arrived, he said, "Let's sit down and have breakfast together."

Chen Meiqi and Gu Zichen nodded.

Shortly after finishing breakfast, a sound of light footsteps sounded in the corridor of the ward. The pace was so brisk, as if every step was filled with hope and vitality.

Wen Mian raised his head and saw a figure in a white coat walking slowly through the window of the ward.