Beitang Yao's hair was a bit messy, and his face showed a trace of loneliness. This Beitang Yao was truly not the person he knew.
Bai Junhao reached out to press Beitang Yao's shoulder, lowering his voice as much as possible: "Yao, you should go rest for a bit. I'll have a nurse come to take care of Xia Qingqian. Don't push yourself; she'll be fine, she's just asleep."
Sitting by the bedside, Beitang Yao felt Bai Junhao's hand on his shoulder but merely shifted his gaze slightly before immediately letting it fall back on Xia Qingqian's face, saying nothing.
"Hey…" Bai Junhao applied a bit more pressure with his hand before releasing it, softly saying, "Yao, don't worry so much."
Bai Junhao had come to accept Beitang Yao's silence. Since Beitang Yao didn't want to talk, he wouldn't say much either. He glanced again at the person on the bed before turning to leave. As he was about to close the door, Beitang Yao approached and held it open.
