"No, I have to go right now." Ji Anning's tears of excitement fell as she rubbed her eyes and quickly started her wheelchair.
She wished she could fly to Ji Chicheng's side in the next second.
Xiang Yiqing stopped her, saying, "Anning, calm down. It's good that he's awake, but you also have to consider your own health."
"I miss him, I really, really miss him." Ji Anning said emotionally, grabbing Xiang Yiqing's hand. She couldn't wait any longer, not even for a second.
The tears she thought had dried up once again flowed uncontrollably down her cheeks. No one could feel the torment in her heart.
No one could understand.
Xiang Yiqing nodded, "I know, but you..."
Before he could finish, the doctor's voice sounded from behind, "Miss Ji, you really need to think this through. This is not a joke. In your condition, you should be resting at home for three months and absolutely avoid any major stress. I can't even imagine the consequences of a flight that lasts over ten hours."
