An Xin turned her head and looked at Rong Fang, who was lying in the hospital bed. The steady waveform reflected on the heart monitor next to Rong Fang made An Xin suddenly freeze.
The next moment, a conflicted expression flickered across An Xin's face.
Earlier, while in the ward, An Xin's mind was cluttered, so she didn't pay attention to the heart monitor. But now it seemed that the situation was not as simple as she had thought.
Because the heart monitor now indicated that Rong Fang's physical condition had indeed improved greatly.
"What's the use! The patient still hasn't woken up!"
An Xin bit her own teeth, and her eyes hardened.
After taking a long breath, An Xin started walking toward the door of the ward. As she took her first step, she felt a sudden dizziness and almost stumbled.
