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Wen Rao, who was in a coma, was unconscious until she pressed Zhan Yan's hand.

Zhan Yan wanted to take his hand out, but was afraid of touching her wound.

He simply sat down by the bed.

Wen Rao slept very uneasily. Her hands came out from the quilt and almost touched the wound on her forehead.

"Be careful."

"Don't move."

It was also the first time that Zhan Yan encountered this situation. He took advantage of Wen Rao's turn to take out his hands and held her hands to prevent her from touching the injury on her forehead.

Wen Rao sniffed, wondering if it was a dream, and started to cry aggrievedly.

"Dad, I miss you...don't leave..."

"Dad, are you willing to come see me? Why don't you come to my dream..."

"Dad, how are you doing? Have you forgotten me?"

Wen Rao easily dreams of her parents when she is vulnerable.

In my memory, only her father would treat her so tenderly when she was sick.

At home, my mother is strict, my father is loving, and my parents have a clear division of labor.

The Wen Rao siblings grew up in this harmonious and healthy environment.

When her parents disappeared overnight, her most important home collapsed in front of her eyes.

And she could only rely on herself to re-support this broken family so that her young and sick brother would not lose the chance of living due to the loss of his parents.

Zhan Yan felt an inexplicable pain in his heart.

He knew the feeling wasn't sympathy, but genuine sadness for her.

Seeing that there was still blood on her chin that had not been wiped clean, Zhan Yan wanted to free up a hand to help her wipe it off, but Wen Rao held his hand tightly.

"Dad, don't leave...you stay here with me...I miss you..."

Wen Rao cried and put Zhan Yan's hand on her face, and hot tears fell on the back of his hand.

Zhan Yan, who was treated as a father by Wen Rao, sighed softly and tried to comfort her.

"I won't leave, I'll stay with you here. Stop crying...be good..."

Zhan Yan didn't know how Wen Rao's father comforted her, or whether it was right, but seeing that her mood had stabilized, Zhan Yan was relieved.

Wen Rao was still asleep, so Zhan Yan kept sitting beside the bed to accompany her.

In the second half of the night, Wen Rao coughed a few times and opened his eyes in a daze.

"I want to drink water."

Her voice was hoarse, and she had not yet distinguished between dreams and reality.

I thought that when I was a teenager, my father would take care of me at home when I was sick.She was happiest then.

But people eventually have to grow up, face society, and leave their parents.

"Okay, I'll pour it for you."

Zhan Yan stood up and opened a bottle of mineral water, which he had asked the servant to prepare on the way here.

Wen Rao was dizzy and couldn't get up, so Zhan Yan helped her up and held her in his arms, feeding her water sip by sip.

Wen Rao drank a few sips, waved his hands, tilted his head, and found a comfortable position in Zhan Yan's arms to continue sleeping.

Zhan Yan: Still sleeping?are you a pig?

Just then the doctor walked in. Seeing this scene, he smiled and said, "You two look like newlyweds at first sight. It's a sweet moment."

Zhan Yan: "..." Do you know that she regards me as her father?

"By the way, when she came, I found that she had an old injury on the instep, but it was nothing serious. Since you are a couple, you should know when she got the injury on the instep."

After the doctor finished speaking, Zhan Yan was stunned for a moment.

"I was on a business trip a few days ago, but she didn't tell me. I'll ask her when she wakes up."

Zhan Yan's heart skipped a beat and he found an excuse to excuse himself, but he still felt that Wen Rao's injury to his instep had something to do with him.

It's that kind of strong intuition.

"Okay, there's no rush. You can change her clothes and pants later. Even though she's only staying in the hospital for one day, she still has to follow the hospital's rules."

At the end, the doctor added, "You are husband and wife anyway."

Zhan Yan: "..."