Lu Wuqi took a deep breath and looked at Zhen Xin, who was still cradling Tang Yan in her arms. The room was silent except for the soft murmurs of Zhen Xin.
After a long pause, Zhen Xin's eyes filled with tears as she asked in a trembling voice, "Lu Wuqi… will Tang Yan really be able to live again?" Her voice quivered with hope and fear mixed together.
Lu Wuqi's gaze was steady and warm as she knelt down beside Zhen Xin. "Yes," she said clearly. "I know it is hard to believe right now, but I promise you—Tang Yan will live. We may not know exactly when she will regain her full consciousness, but I am certain that she will come back to you."
Zhen Xin was silent for a long while after hearing Lu Wuqi's words but when she looked up, there was a fierce determination in her eyes as she said, "Thank you. I know that I will never be able to repay the grace that you two have bestowed upon us but I will try my best to be helpful to you two in the future,"
