Her arms had gone numb beneath her head. Xuan Wen's head ached; she had just had a nightmare.
"Doctor Xuan, are you all right?" The Female Assistant had been waiting outside. Seeing Xuan Wen wake, she hurried over. "You've been working too hard these past few days. Why not go home and get some proper rest before coming back?"
"No need." Sleep marks creased Xuan Wen's face, a far cry from her usual carefully maintained appearance. "How is Gao Ming doing?" "He's awake. His wounds have been treated, and his arm can recover too. But his eye..." The Female Assistant shook her head. "Have you figured out what injured his eye?"
"It wasn't damage from a foreign object, nor was it a disease. We still haven't found the cause." The Female Assistant knew how much Xuan Wen cared about that patient. After a moment's hesitation, she added, "Doctor Xuan, the patient has regained some mental clarity. He wants to see you."
To the Female Assistant, Xuan Wen, who had previously cared little about anything, seemed like a different person. Without even waiting for the marks on her face to fade, she headed straight for the ward.
Night had deepened outside the windows, and the hospital had grown much quieter.
Pushing open the ward door, Xuan Wen sat beside the patient's bed. Looking at that familiar face, she felt a thousand words lodge in her heart. In the end, they became one simple sentence. "I'm glad you're awake."
"Xuan Wen..." His wounds were healing, but the eye he had lost would never return. The man seemed to have lost so much, and forgotten so much as well. Everything in this world filled him with awe and fear. Only at Xuan Wen's side could he settle down.
After a long silence, the