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"Miss, please step aside." The nurse lifted her off Ji Weiyang's body, and the workers quickly carried him onto the ambulance on a stretcher.

The siren of the fire engine shook his eardrums, sending chills down his spine. Inside the car, Ji Weiyang laid on the bed, his face was covered with oxygen, and his various indicators were unstable. Zhan Yan sat by his side and held his hand tightly, his gaze locking onto his body.

It was only in front of the operating room that their hands were forced apart. Zhan Yan sat paralyzed on a bench, staring blankly at the surgical lamp above her head.

Zhan Yan felt that her vision became more and more blurry, she used the back of her hand to erase it, and her vision finally became clear, but the surgical lamp was still lit.

From the other end of the corridor came the sound of hurried footsteps approaching. Ji Bocheng and Luo Meihui rushed over in a hurry. General Ji was still wearing his well-groomed suit, it was obvious that he had rushed over directly from the troop.

Luo Meihui walked in front of Zhan Yan and without saying a word, she slapped her across the face. Zhan Yan bit her lips as tears welled up in her eyes, but she did not refute a single word. Instead, when Luo Meihui saw this, she naturally believed that she was feeling guilty.

"MeiHui, what are you doing?" Ji Bocheng tugged at his wife. At this time, his expression was also very unsightly, the people from Ji Family knew very well that the one Old Third cared about the most was Old Third, and the one who cared the most was Old Third.

"Ask her, did I feel wronged by slapping her? Viyan is my son, and I know what his personality is. Luo Meihui's arm trembled slightly, showing how much force was behind the blow that landed on his face.

"I'm sorry, dad and mom. I'm sorry, it's all my fault …" Zhan Yan choked on her sobs as tears flowed down her swollen face. She had simply blamed everything on herself.

"Now is not the time to ask about this. How is Vayon?" Ji Bocheng asked. Zhan Yan shook her head, at a loss.

After a long five hours, the lights in the operation room were finally extinguished. The doctor walked out from the operation room and took off the sterile blue mask on his face.

"Doctor, how is my son?" Luo Meihui asked nervously.

"I'm out of danger. I can move to an ordinary ward after twenty-four hours of observation."

"Thank God, Viyan's all right." Luo Meihui's palm was placed at the location of her heart and her eyes were also wet.

Ji Weiyang observed the ward for two days and didn't find anything wrong with it. Zhan Yan guarded beside him without moving an inch, and it seemed like she was neither sleeping nor eating.

On the sickbed, Ji Weiyang was peacefully sleeping. Ice-cold machinery was still plugged into his body, and the numbers on the computer screen continuously jumped, showing that his condition was still relatively stable. Zhan Yan buried his face in the center of his palm as cold tears fell from his eyes.

thought that as long as she let him and Lu Anqi be together, he would be able to obtain happiness. She didn't know why things had turned out this way. She was getting more and more confused about his thoughts.