On the third day, Pei Chenyang still had not awakened.
Lying on the bed, completely unresponsive.
At the hospital, Pei Yifei was keeping vigil; upon seeing Zhao Mengmeng arrive, she stood and nodded, "Mengmeng..."
"I came to see him." Zhao Mengmeng forced a smile, her cold voice betraying a hint of exhaustion.
After the surgery, she had left.
For two days, she completely ignored anything related to Pei Chenyang's condition and didn't ask about it.
No news had come, and Zhao Mengmeng's heart plummeted into the abyss.
No news is bad news.
Today, she couldn't restrain herself any longer and rushed over.
"Alright, I'll step out for a bit." Pei Yifei was very considerate.
Ever since Pei Chenyang's accident, aside from Li Liannian's accusations, no one blamed Zhao Mengmeng.
That included Pei Yifei, whose attitude towards Zhao Mengmeng remained as usual.
"Mhm."
