Seven years ago, I fell off a cliff to save my sweetheart and was in a coma for half my life. When I woke up, Lin Zian carried me around to seek medical treatment.
Three years of laughter and seven years of companionship, our relationship has always been very good, until the appearance of the little miracle doctor Qingshan made him confused.
I don't know from which day the soup that was brought to my mouth was no longer warm, and the dirt on my body could no longer be wiped off in time. I was like a ball of air, listening to their sweet words and gradually getting to know each other but unable to make any counterattack.
"Lian Xin, if you don't wake up, I won't be able to resist you anymore."
Intention: Why should the latecomers come first?