Inside the VIP ward, the scent of disinfectant was gradually fading, replaced by the faint, milky fragrance of an infant. Lu Jingyan sat on the chair beside the hospital bed, having not closed his eyes for three days.
Morning light cut obliquely through the slats of the blinds, casting dark, weary shadows beneath his eyes. His stubble had pierced through his fair skin, leaving a greyish-blue shadow on his chin that paradoxically gave him a more rugged, grounded appearance.
Gu Qing stirred and opened her eyes, seeing him just like this: his shirt collar was wrinkled beyond recognition, his tie was long gone, and his sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, revealing the faint blue veins in his arms. He was using a cotton swab dipped in warm water to gently wipe the palm of their daughter’s hand, his movements exceptionally tender. Every time the swab touched the infant’s delicate skin, causing her to curl her fingers, his eyelashes would flutter.
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