Jiang Moxi rushed to the hospital, where the attending physician, Zhang Lianggui, was already checking on Feng Ming in his hospital room.
Hearing the noise, Feng Ming slowly turned his neck to look towards the door of the hospital room.
The moment he saw Jiang Moxi, the deepness in his eyes tinted slightly red.
Although he had often heard Jiang Moxi's mutterings during his four years of coma, and often felt her presence by his side,
this was the first time in four years that their gazes consciously met.
"Xixi..." His voice was hoarse, shaking with emotion, everything about it screamed the excitement of a long-awaited reunion.
Jiang Moxi felt the same, her beautiful eyes brimming with tears: "Brother Ming."
For countless nights over the past four years, she had always dreamed of Feng Ming waking up like this, softly calling her name.
But now, all of it had finally come true.
She was actually a bit afraid that this was yet another dream of hers.
