one hourWhen we reached the hospital, it was late in the evening.

Lin Jinran learned that during her day of unconsciousness, Fu Mo'han had been taken out of the intensive care unit and transferred to a general ward. As for when he would wake up, it was still unknown.

Under Zhang Sao's lead, Lin Jinran walked into Fu Mo Han's ward. The ward was designed like a high-end hotel suite, the only difference being the IV stand by the bed with a drip bag hanging, its contents slowly entering Fu Mo Han's body.

Lin Jin dyed her eyes red, and walked silently to the bedside alone. She looked at the man lying on the bed with discomfort, her heart aching.

She knew that Fu Mo-han valued cleanliness in his daily life. Now, lying unconscious on the bed, even his beard had grown out, and no one helped him shave it.

Her eyes welled up, and she turned to walk into the restroom.

The ward not only looked like a hotel, but everything inside was also complete. She picked up the shaving equipment, towel, and comb, then moistened a warm towel and folded it back to the bed.

All of it was dumped onto the bedside table. Lin Jinran sat on the edge of the bed, carefully wiping the man's resolute jawline with a warm towel.

This was Lin Jinran's first time shaving someone else, so he felt a mix of nervousness and caution. Fortunately, it was an electric razor, so he didn't have to worry about cutting Fu Mochen's cheeks.

He lathered some shaving cream and, with all his attention focused on Fu Mo Han, Lin Jin Ran carefully placed the razor against his skin.

Where the razor passed, the whiskers vanished, leaving only stubble flush with the skin.

After she had finished, she gently wiped Fu Mo Han's cheeks with a towel. Then she picked up a comb and carefully combed his thick black hair.

Last night, Lin Jinran contemplated his masterpiece, which was almost identical to Fu Mo'han's, except it remained lifeless.

My eyes burned with an unbearable ache, tears falling uncontrollably. One slid down my cheek and gathered at my chin, dripping unintentionally onto Fu Mo Han's back. His slender fingers twitched slightly.

Lin Jinran raised his hand, wiping the tears from his cheek with the back of his hand. He stood up and started tidying up his things, putting everything back in the bathroom. He didn't seem to see anything that had just happened.

After returning, she carefully helped Fu Mochen loosen his fingers, but nothing unusual happened.

Lin Jinran's frail body couldn't accompany Fu Mo'han for too long, and on Fu Mo'han's side, Zhangsao and nurses took care of him.

Zhang Sao was worried about Lin Jinran's condition, so she ordered the nurse to accompany Fu Mo Han and forcefully took Lin Jinran back to Fu Residence. She then forced him to drink a big bowl of nutrient soup again.

On the third day, Lin Jinran was forced to accept Zhang's feeding and nutrient soup every day. His pale complexion finally recovered some color, and his overall appearance looked healthier. His body gradually recovered.

Fu Mo-han was still asleep, and Lin Jin-ran moved Zhang Sao into the hospital to prevent frequent back and forth trips.

Fortunately, Fu Mo Han's ward was large, still designed as a two-bedroom apartment. She lived in the other room, and Zhang Sao had been assigned a separate ward, apparently preparing to treat this place as home for now.

Fu Hongyuan returned from a business trip and came to visit. He invited a renowned expert, who examined Fu Mo寒 but was also helpless. For now, it is temporarily impossible to wake him up.

When Lin Jinran is sure, Fu Mokhan is really like his mother, then it's truly something one can't rush. There's only patience and waiting to be had.

Of course, there's another worrying thing, Old Master Fu learned that Fu Mo寒 was in a car accident and fell into a coma! the baby in her stomach was fine, and she prescribed some folic acid. She also said that after pregnancy, Lin Jinran needed to take calcium, vitamins, and other nutritional supplements daily. 。After...