In front of the guardian room, outside the glass window, a tall and slender silhouette stood quietly there, his gaze resting intently on the frail figure lying on the hospital bed.
"I bet he must be that girl's boyfriend; he's really handsome," one observer commented.
"Right, he was in the lobby yesterday asking who had Panda Blood. The way he spoke was so cool," another chimed in.
The nurse had witnessed that scene yesterday and saw how noble and aloof Pei Yicheng usually was. Yet, for the sake of the girl in the hospital room, he had cast aside his pride, stood on chairs, begged earnestly, and eventually seemed almost desperate to inquire about everyone's blood type.
The nurse hadn't seen what happened afterward, but from what she heard from others, that scene was very touching.
