It could be said that Su Shuangluo had lived in her own world for thirty years.
Today, she was finally going to completely step out of her own world and connect with the real one.
Xia Yuanfang sighed softly, checked the Medical Cabin's data, and nodded to Xia Chujian.
Su Shuangluo was extremely nervous as well.
She rubbed her hands together and stopped about two meters away from the Medical Cabin, not daring to take another step forward.
Xia Yuanfang spoke gently. "Madam Zong, is it? Please don't worry. Mr. Zong's Health Data isn't very good."
"His body is weak and he needs a period of rest and recuperation."
"However, his life isn't in danger."
As she spoke, she opened the Medical Cabin door and let the sliding hospital bed inside automatically slide out.
A man in white medical clothing lay on the Medical Cabin's sliding hospital bed.
His face was thin, and his hair was slightly dry and yellowed, but he was still as handsome as ever.
He looked to be only twenty-eight or twenty-nine, the same age he had been when he disappeared.
Thirty years had passed over him like wind across water, leaving few traces behind. They had merely made his features appear more mature and steady.
And although his eyes were closed, his tightly furrowed brows lent him an extra trace of stern, killing authority.
He truly was a battlefield commander...
Xia Chujian was moved as well.
Su Shuangluo suddenly covered her mouth, stifling the cry that had nearly escaped her lips, along with the surging tears.
Tears streamed through the gaps between her fingers, sliding down her immaculate silk coat and dripping onto the medical room floor.
This was her husband, the husband she had yearned for and waited thirty years to see.
He looked