After leaving Xiang Jinnan's hospital room, Feng Jinglei didn't leave the hospital but returned to her room with Luo Xiaoqian.
"Jinglei, don't blame yourself anymore. Didn't he say this really has nothing to do with you? When you called, you couldn't have known he was driving."
Sitting on the sofa, Feng Jinglei glanced at her friend. No matter what others said, one sentence of 'it's not your fault' could not erase the guilt deep inside her heart.
Especially Xiang Jinnan, after waking up, his difficult acceptance left her feeling undeniably culpable.
"Come on, cheer up! Today is actually a big day. At least he's awake now. Waking up means hope, right? It's much better than lying on the bed for a lifetime with no hope at all."
What Luo Xiaoqian said seemed to make some sense.
Since Li Yuan had indeed woken him up, standing up is just a matter of time, which is far better than being in a continuous coma with no hope at all.
"Let's go back. If we don't, Grandma will worry again."
