"How long have I slept, and is there any news from Shangguan Yuan?" Sang Qiao spoke only to realize her voice was hoarse beyond recognition.
She clasped Ah He's hand, looking up intently not to miss every expression in the other's eyes.
Meng Jiahe didn't know how to respond to her, fearing that Qiaoqiao couldn't accept the truth, and also knowing that she was not good at lying, particularly incapable of deceiving Qiaoqiao.
The others in the hospital room also didn't know how to answer this question.
They were all worried about upsetting Qiaoqiao.
Mr. Sang Senior, his eyes full of distress, changed the subject, "Qiaoqiao, you fainted because you inhaled too much dust at the scene, the doctor said your body has always been weak, and you need to be particularly careful now that you're pregnant."
"Grandpa, I'll be careful. Tell me, is there really no news from Shangguan Yuan?"
Sang Qiao no longer asked only Ah He, but swept her gaze over everyone around her.
