Han Xi’s tearful eyes were fixed on Lu Jinghan, as if they had experienced an eternity together.
Lu Jinghan lowered his head to kiss Han Xi’s tears on her cheek, feeling an immense heartache.
Fu Bin, who was sitting on the sofa, wisely got up and left the hospital room, recognizing they needed time alone after their brush with life and death.
Han Xi’s cracked lips barely moved as she spoke weakly, "In the fire, I was so scared, afraid I would never see you again, afraid I would die and drink Meng Po Soup, and then never remember you..."
Lu Jinghan kissed Han Xi’s mouth, tears streaming down his face, not wanting her to continue.
His heart ached so much, as if being cut into pieces.
Lu Jinghan’s lips gently pressed against Han Xi’s. He dared not kiss deeply, fearing she couldn’t bear it.
Han Xi raised her hand, fingertips wiping away Lu Jinghan’s tears from the corners of his eyes, "Don’t cry, silly. I’m not dead, right? You should be happy."
"Never say the word ’death’ again." Lu Jingchen’s deep eyes gazed at Han Xi with such emotion that one glance could make someone fall for him.
"Okay, I swear I’ll never say it again."
Han Xi suddenly thought of Han Siyu; before she fell unconscious, Han Siyu had pushed her out of the fire.
Han Xi’s jet-black eyes were filled with apprehension and anxiety, fearing bad news.
Just now, Chen Zheng had instructed that Han Xi shouldn’t be upset before she fully recovered. Lu Jinghan spoke with feigned ease, "She’s in another ward, her injuries are worse than yours. She hasn’t woken up yet, but the doctor said she’s not in any life-threatening danger, so don’t worry."
"I want to go see my sister."
Lu Jinghan’s warm palm brushed against Han Xi’s cheek, his brow furrowed slightly, "You’ve just woken up, and there are still so many wounds on your body. Are you trying to break my heart, or are you trying to take my life?"
Han Xi didn’t want Lu Jinghan to worry, or rather, she couldn’t bear to let him worry, so she obediently complied, "Then when can I go see my sister?"
"Once you recover a bit, we’ll go see her. The doctors will tell me immediately if there’s any news from her side, so don’t worry."
Han Xi nodded, "Alright."
Lu Jinghan asked Fu Bin to call Chen Zheng over to examine Han Xi. Doctors and nurses in the hospital wanted to visit Han Xi upon hearing about her injury, but Jiang Dachuan kept all of them out of the ward.
Lu Jinghan had previously instructed that no one was allowed to visit. Han Xi needed peace and quiet.
In the ward, after examining Han Xi, Chen Zheng reminded her, "Remember not to get emotionally upset. The head injury is severe, and you shouldn’t eat spicy or irritating foods."
"Got it, I’m also a doctor, I know these basic things," Han Xi said after gathering some energy, "How is my sister?"
Chen Zheng closed the medical record in his hand, "She’s fine, just slightly more seriously injured than you. Don’t worry."
Lu Jinghan had already instructed Fu Bin to tell Chen Zheng to hide Han Siyu’s condition.
Even without Lu Jinghan’s order, Chen Zheng had no intention of telling Han Xi the truth—with her condition, she couldn’t handle emotional turmoil, as it would hinder her recovery.
After leaving the ward, Chen Zheng was stopped in the corridor by Li Chenghao, "How’s Xiao Xi?"
Chen Zheng turned around; they knew each other before: "She’s not in life-threatening danger as long as her wounds don’t get infected, and if she isn’t emotionally disturbed during treatment in the hospital, there shouldn’t be any problems."