A few seconds later, Yan Zijin and Zhao Tian entered the room.
Zhao Tian looked at the woman who was now sitting up on the bed, her back resting weakly against the cushion propped behind her.
The woman was dumbfounded for a moment looking at Zhao Tian's face, as he looked too handsome.
They looked at each other for a moment and smiled slightly.
"…You're Tian?" she finally asked in a soft voice and there was a trace of hoarseness in her throat.
Zhao Tian gave a faint nod. "Yeah. That's me."
She stared at him as if trying to piece everything together. Her lips trembled, her fingers tightening slightly on the blanket draped across her legs.
Zhao Tian pulled up a chair and sat at the edge of the bed, his hands resting loosely on his knees. "Good thing you woke up."
Yan Zijin sat on the bed beside her "Mhm, now her complexion looks a bit better."
"What's your name?" Zhao Tian asked in a faint voice.
