"Who is a family member?"
Lu Xiao rushed over and asked eagerly, "I'm her husband. Doctor, how is she?"
The doctor said, "Don't worry, she just has a slight concussion. It's not serious. She'll be fine after a couple of days of rest."
With these words, Lu Xiao's tightly suspended heart seemed to ease slightly. He had been so preoccupied with worrying about her complete safety that he had forgotten everything else.
Wen Xian was soon wheeled out by a nurse, already changed into hospital attire. Her complexion was still somewhat pale and she looked very weak.
Wen Xian felt her head dizzy and gradually became somewhat conscious.
She wanted to open her eyes but couldn't fully open them. She was in a state of fuzzy consciousness, and it seemed that there were also some figures in front of her, one of which— a dark silhouette—was following by her side, pushing her stretcher.
Was it him...was it Lu Xiao...?
Just then, she heard some dialogue near her ear.
