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Chapter 375 I Can't Do Anything (8)

"Mr. Han, Miss Xie's heartbeat, respiration, and blood pressure are close to normal indicators, and I believe she will wake up soon." The doctor looked at the ECG tester beside the bed and explained.

"En." Han Cheng replied without any emotion, staring at Xie Yiren with dark eyes, a glimmer of light finally appeared in his dark eyes, "You guys go out first."

"Okay, Mr. Han." The doctor and nurse responded, and quickly walked out of the ward.

In the huge ward, there were only two people left.

Han Cheng stood by the bed, staring fixedly at Xie Yiren. After a long while, he slowly sat down on the edge of the bed, carefully held her hand, and gently pressed it to his cheek: "Yiren, wake up, wake up!" Talk to me, I really want to hear your voice."

In this way, his heart will not be so flustered and afraid.

Last night, he didn't dare to close his eyes because he was afraid that if he closed his eyes, Yi Ren would disappear.

But deep down in his heart, he wanted to close his eyes again, because every time he saw the scars on Yi Ren's body, it reminded him of his incompetence, his uselessness, and his heart was torn into pieces with guilt and self-blame, dripping with blood.

For the first time, the one who was contradictory was not like himself, and the one who was afraid could not be himself.

Han Cheng dozed his eyes, and a line of clear tears overflowed from the reddish eye sockets, and slowly flowed down, wetting Xie Yiren's fingertips, bringing a warm stream of heat.

The Xie Yi's fingertips moved in a small arc as if they were scalded by the heat.

Han Cheng's body froze, and her soft little hands pressed against his face, so he could clearly feel the trembling of her fingertips.

"Yi Ren, Yi Ren..." Han Cheng softly called her name, his eyes glowed with anticipation, and he locked those big eyes tightly.

Ten minutes passed, and the light in Han Cheng's eyes was exhausted bit by bit. Yi Ren's hand never moved, and his eyes never opened. The scene just now was like a flash in the pan, extremely short-lived.

It's all right, Yiren, she'll wake up, she'll wake up.

Han Cheng kissed Xie Yiren's hand, and then gently put it back on the bed. Suddenly, that little hand moved again. This time, the arc of the movement was wider and lasted longer.

"Yiren..." Han Cheng tried to call Xie Yiren again, his eyes full of hope.

Five or six seconds later, he could clearly see Xie Yiren's eyelashes trembling a few times, his heavy eyelids opening bit by bit, and his heart beating bit by bit.

The Xie Yi slowly opened his eyelids, and the white ceiling came into view first.

Where is she? She clearly remembered that what she saw was the sky, and Wang Ziqing and the others.

"Yi Ren, you're finally awake." A familiar male voice pierced into his ears, Xie Yiren blinked, and turned his head stiffly, but when he moved, his head started to hurt violently.

She subconsciously wanted to cry out for pain, but her throat seemed to be blocked and paralyzed, and she couldn't make a sound at all, but what followed was a burning pain, as if a ball was constantly expanding. The source of heat from her was stuck in her throat, scorching her.

What's up with her?
Xie Yiren's eyes rolled rapidly, and he looked at Han Cheng in bewilderment.

"Yi Ren, what's the matter, what's wrong, tell me." Seeing Xie Yiren's eyes open but not saying a word, Han Cheng suddenly became anxious, and gently stroked her cheek.

The Xie Yi people were also anxious, trying to open their lips, trying to speak, but then came another burning pain.

(End of this chapter)