"Mom, I can't eat. Don't worry about me. You should go back. Staying here won't help much; I'll stay here instead." Nangong Lin turned her eyes to Li Hui, unable to muster a smile. Her face was pale and unwell.
"How can that be?" Li Hui felt deeply sorry for Nangong Lin.
"Aunt Hui, please don't persuade her," Di Mingzhe interceded for Nangong Lin. "It's better to let her stay with Alvin. Trying to make her eat now would be futile."
Di Mingzhe, being young and deeply in love, understood Nangong Lin's feelings.
Li Hui had been young once, and while she understood the reasoning, as a parent she felt the profound pain for her child.
Li Hui eventually nodded, sighing silently, "Alright then, go on, dear. You will surely wake Alvin."
"Okay." Nangong Lin responded softly and walked towards the ICU passage.
Once Nangong Lin left, Li Hui's tears fell freely. She quickly wiped them away and said to Di Mingzhe, "Mingzhe, thank you for your trouble, and for taking the time to come here."
