An An nodded. She felt that as long as Auntie hadn't recovered, she didn't even have the right to die.
"Uncle, don't worry. I understand. Right now, I just want Auntie to be okay."
Zuo Mufeng and the nurse carefully turned An An around.
The VIP ward was much larger than a regular ward, so even with two beds, it didn't feel cramped.
Lu Zifeng wore a worried expression. Seeing An An awake, his furrowed brows relaxed a little.
"An An, you're finally awake. How do you feel now?"
Hearing Uncle not blaming her and even asking how she was, An An suddenly wanted to cry loudly.
But fearing she'd disturb Auntie with her crying, she forcefully held back her tears.
"Uncle, I'm sorry..."
"Silly child, don't overthink it. It's not your fault; it was just an accident."
An An sniffed, asking her uncle to move the bed a bit closer.
Unable to get out of bed, she turned to see Auntie's brows furrowed, looking pained.
She held Auntie's hand and took her pulse, finding it erratic.
