Wang Jianguo’s words were like a stone cast into a tranquil lake, sending ripples through the hospital room and making the already complex atmosphere even more delicate.
Yang Xiaohua’s eyes widened, filled with shock and emotion. Her gaze darted between Wang Jianguo and Zhao Shuzhuo, as if trying to verify the reality of it all. The air in the room seemed to congeal, thick with a subtle, pulse-quickening tension.
Subconsciously, Yang Xiaohua lifted her eyes and cast a slow glance toward Zhao Shuzhuo. At this moment, Zhao Shuzhuo stood tall, yet he radiated a sense of unease. His face, usually defined by determination and grit, was now flushed with a faint crimson glow. Like clouds in the spring sky brushed by the glow of the sunset, the blush spread from his cheeks to his earlobes, making him appear increasingly flustered.
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