"Eh? Miss Song, your husband has come..."
With the nurse's voice trailing off, Song Youman, who had been looking down at the baby, turned her head toward the door.
Having been spotted, Han Zhijin had no choice but to stop in his tracks abruptly. When he caught Song Youman's gaze, the thought that he had just been referred to as her husband made his expression suddenly turn somewhat unnatural.
He and Song Youman made eye contact for a short while, and just as the room's atmosphere was about to turn awkward, he stiffly uttered a few words, "Well, you finally woke up..."
Ever since waking up, Song Youman had been curious about who her husband really was, but she never imagined it would be Han Zhijin.
So, was it him who donated 1200CC of blood to save her and the baby?
Song Youman stared at Han Zhijin, somewhat dazed, to the extent that she didn't notice what he had said.
