Seeing that the man's eyes were still bloodshot in them, Christine Stock was a little distressed.

Franklin Brook pressed the call bell of the hospital bed and poured a cup of warm water to feed her.

After the cup of warm water went down, the pain in Christine's throat relived a lot. Christine was not too uncomfortable.

"...How long have I been sleeping?"

Upon hearing this, Franklin looked down at his watch and his face still serious, "It has been thirteen hours, thirty-two minutes and forty-six seconds since you passed out."

Christine was incredulous, "..."

Did she sleep that long?

"To be silly due to sleeping? "

"You have been here the whole time?"

Christine's face was muddled. And then she saw several female nurses come in the ward to do the checkup for her.

One of these female nurses entered just in time to also hear Christine's question and couldn't help but envy her, "Little girl, you are a blessed person. While you were in a coma, your husband has been here along with you. Not for a moment had he left your side."

Hearing that, Christine felt as if she had eaten honey in her heart with a wide grin at the corner of her mouth, like a smiling face.