Mo Ran stayed in the hospital.
Her body was no longer in serious trouble, her eyes had been medicated and covered with gauze, which could be removed in two or three days.
However, her throat remained voiceless; even eating was painful.
After Gu Yixuan fed her a bowl of porridge and set down the bowl, Mo Yan walked in with a bunch of lilies.
"Ranran, how are you feeling today?" she asked.
Mo Ran, with her soft, flowing hair, nodded lightly to indicate she was fine.
Mo Yan placed the lilies into a vase; the pure white blossoms were holy and beautiful, much like Mo Ran’s quiet demeanor at that moment.
Gu Yixuan wiped the corner of her mouth and gave her water to drink before standing up and saying, "I’m stepping out for a bit, I’ll be back soon."
She nodded again, with a slight smile on her lips.
"If you need anything, just press the button by the bed, and someone will come to serve you," he said, still worried.
Mo Ran continued to nod obediently.
"Also, if you’re feeling unwell, make sure to get someone, don’t just bear with it. But I’ll be back soon, anything you need, just tell me."
Mo Yan walked over and sat by the bed, somewhat amused, "Alright. I’m here with her, aren’t you reassured yet?"
"I’ll leave her in your care, then."
"What are you saying? Ranran is my sister; it’s only right that I take care of her."
For the first time, Gu Yixuan found Mo Yan quite pleasant to look at.
"Hmm," he nodded and left the ward.
Mo Yan’s gaze fell on the ring on Mo Ran’s finger, a dazzling diamond ring that was eye-catching enough to draw everyone’s attention with just one glance.
"Ranran, did he propose to you?" Mo Yan asked excitedly.
Now, all she could do was nod and shake her head.
Mo Yan showed an envious smile, "I’m so envious of you, you and he have finally made it."
As if lamenting her own failed past, Mo Yan’s mood dipped slightly. This update is available on N0velFire.ɴet
Mo Ran reached out and took her hand, offering silent consolation.
"Ranran, do you know? I always used to think that you were inferior to me in everything, and I resented you for not being assertive or ambitious. But now I realize, it’s me who is inferior to you."
"Even though I’m your elder sister, I seem more like a whimsical younger sister in my thoughts and attitudes. Ranran, you are very thoughtful and mature. It’s because you’ve always taken life seriously, with passion and longing, that you have the happiness you do today."