Chen Cheng waved his hand, and Chen Donghai quickly walked away.
After he left, Chen Cheng rested his forehead on the window glass, his gaze never leaving the figure of Jin Baogen on the hospital bed.
He knew very well that with Jin Baogen's current assets and capabilities, he needn't have fulfilled the last three promises.
He did it still, for his own sake.
Chen Cheng rolled his throat, slowly slid down to the floor, and took a few deep breaths before his mood slightly stabilized.
Chen Donghai, who had brought over a coat, was also startled by Chen Cheng's state.
He knew that Chen Cheng needed company at this moment. Silently, he placed the clothes aside and left quietly.
"Sir? Sir?"
After a while, a young nurse wearing a mask approached Chen Cheng and asked in a bending posture, "Are you feeling unwell anywhere?"
"No."
"Then, if there's no registration for a bedside companion, please..."
Chen Cheng did not look up, "Okay, I'll leave soon."
