After ending the call with Lin Ziran, Zhan Lingtao turned to look at Ou Lan and noticed she was slowly opening her eyes.
He immediately leaned over the bed, his young face looking earnestly at her, "Ou Xiaolan, you're awake, the baby was about to die of worry."
Because subconsciously she didn't want to wake up, Ou Lan had slept quite long, from early morning yesterday until noon today.
When she woke up, it was as if everything from yesterday belonged to a past life, so distant.
She stared at Zhan Lingtao for a long time before finally uttering his name, "Zhan Xiaotuo, how long have I slept?"
Zhan Lingtao said, "You've been asleep for a whole day and night, plus a morning. Dad and I were so worried, the doctor came and said you were just too exhausted, heavily drained of energy, so you needed to rest a bit longer before waking up."
His dad? Ha!
Ou Lan scoffed, her pale face no longer boasting the vivacity of the past, but rather an inscrutable sneer and sarcasm.
