Today, the hospital was especially astir. Reporters swarmed the entrance. Outside the VIP suite, yet another crowd had gathered. Within the VIP suite, however, all was quiet. The afternoon sunlight shone onto the ocean blue wall, forming a blurry ring of light on its surface. Ying Qingcang lay on the bed. Despite not having any rest for days, he dared not close his eyes. His hand clamped down on Xin Qing's hand like a vice. He stared at the face that had been the source of his agony for ...