Ye Wanqing woke up in the middle of the night.

She had a nightmare, and her heart was still pounding when she woke up, but she couldn't remember what had happened in the dream.

The sickroom was very quiet. Only the cold light from the street outside the window could be seen.

Ye Wanqing sat up, he held his chest and waited, feeling his throat go dry, he pulled up the blanket and got off the bed to pour some water.

He drank two cups of water in one go. Although his thirst had stopped, his chest still felt stuffy, as if a huge rock had pressed down on him. He couldn't even breathe.

Ye Wanqing took his phone and looked at it. It was already 1 o'clock in the morning.

It was very late, but she was not sleepy at all. She took her phone and walked out of the ward, wanting to talk to Lu Qiuhe, but when she reached the room, she did not see him.

Where did Mom go so late? Could it be that they were going to see the light of day?

Ye Wanqing went upstairs to Ye Musen's sickroom. Ye Musen slept soundly on the bed, and there was no one by his bedside.

Ye Wanqing's eyelids jumped, but he still comforted himself. Maybe his mother had missed him after seeing him.

Ye Wanqing went back downstairs, but when she went downstairs, she still did not see anyone. She panicked immediately and went to find the nurse on duty.

There were a lot of people in the security department, so they directly arranged for people to check every floor one by one.

Ye Wanqing's hands and feet trembled, the unease in his heart grew stronger and stronger, he did not know how long he waited, but a nurse suddenly rushed over: "miss ye, I found it!"

Ye Wanqing stood up and went downstairs with the nurse. However, she was brought to the outside of the operation room, where she saw the glaring red light indicating that something was wrong. Ye Wanqing felt as if she had fallen into an icehouse, and the nurse explained the situation to her: "The people from the security department found your mother on the stairs leading to the safe passage. She fell down, bleeding profusely, and had been unconscious all this time."

"Why did my mother fall?"

Ye Wanqing asked. As soon as he opened his mouth, his voice was so hoarse that he couldn't even stand properly. Ye Wanqing found the closest chair and sat down, but his hands were trembling uncontrollably.

"We're still investigating the exact reason. If it was caused by someone else, the academy will definitely report it to the police immediately." The nurse comforted him, but Ye Wanqing did not say anything. He hugged his legs and sat on the chair, as if that would give him a bit more sense of security.

She had always felt that the night at the hospital was very cold, as if all the cold had come to the hospital at night.

When she was 18 years old, she spent many sleepless nights in the hospital by herself. Later on, she discovered that she had leukemia, and she also frequently went to the hospital. Even today, she was still not used to it.

He was not used to accidents, injuries or death.

Seeing that Ye Wanqing did not say a word and only immersed himself in his own world, the nurse comforted him a little more and then left.

At a time like this, no matter how much comfort there was, it was useless.

After three hours, the lights outside the operation room were finally extinguished, and Ye Wanqing turned his head around, his mind was so slow that he had no way to think.

The door of the operation room opened, and medical personnel pushed a stretcher out. Ye Wanqing tried to stand up, but his legs and hands were so numb that he couldn't move.

The doctors and nurses pushed the stretcher away, leaving the main surgeon standing in front of Ye Wanqing. He took off his mask and heaved a sigh of relief before speaking, "The operation was successful, but your mother suffered severe intracranial hemorrhage. She would need to be observed in the Intensive Care Unit for a few days."

The doctor's tone was very serious, just like every time when Ye Wanqing received a notification of death as his family member.

"What preparations?"

Ye Wanqing raised his head and asked softly. His eyes were dry and dry, and he wanted to cry, but he didn't know why.

"Your mother might not wake up and become a vegetable."

Become a vegetable.

These three words exploded in Ye Wanqing's mind, blowing her up for a moment before she found it hard to even think.

The doctor saw that her expression was frozen and her eyes glazed over. He comforted her, "It's just possible. We will do our best to treat her."

After more than three hours of surgery, the doctor was very tired. After saying that, he turned around and left.

Ye Wanqing sat on the chair, and only after a very long time did he finally move his hands and feet to stand up.

There was a tingling sensation in her knee, and the tingling cleared her mind a little, and she started toward the ICU.

He had just finished the surgery, and the medical personnel were not allowed to go in to see him. Ye Wanqing could only stand at the door to take a look through the window.

Lu Qiuhe laid on the sickbed, his entire body was filled with tubes and various instruments, Ye Wanqing was unable to understand the jumping data and lines on the instruments, he only greedily looked at Lu Qiuhe's face.

For the rest of her life, she had been stuttering. Only in front of her mother would she be able to relax for a moment and be a child again. Now that the last safe haven was gone, she didn't know how she was going to face the rest of her life.

"Mom, please wake up!"

If you wake up, I'll work hard to get better. I'll work hard to make money, and even if I don't have children, I'll try to find someone to trust for the rest of my life. If I'm lucky, I'll give you another grandson, and we'll be fine.

Really good...

Ye Wanqing leaned on the window, his vision finally blurring. He collapsed and fell powerlessly onto the ground.

Why did this always happen to her?

At the same time, in a five-star hotel's presidential suite under the Gu’s, Gu Jinyuan sat on the sofa. Ai Sicheng, who was sitting opposite him, slowly walked over after he had finished bathing and was wearing a white bathrobe while holding a glass of red wine.

The bathrobe reached up to his knees and his belt was loosely tied, revealing his small firm chest and waist. If there was a woman here, she would definitely scream from the stimulation of such a good figure.

"Did you do anything on Ye Zhensheng's car?" Gu Jinyuan asked in a low voice. On the wall of the room, the LCD TV was broadcasting a traffic accident, and the accident happened to be caused by Ye Zhensheng.

"Just let his tires leak."

Not long after Ye Zhensheng drove out of the hospital, the car suddenly crashed into a green belt on the side of the road. Ye Zhensheng was injured for a bit, but from the looks of it, he would not die.

"Have you cleaned up everything?"

Gu Jinyuan's tone was serious. This was the Li City after all, and the Ye Family's influence in the Li City still could not be underestimated. If Ye Zhensheng were to seriously investigate this matter, he would at least be able to find some clues.

Ai Sicheng took a sip of his wine, his expression unperturbed: "If there's anything that hasn't been cleaned up, that's what I want him to see."

Ai Sicheng spoke with confidence, but Gu Jinyuan did not say anything else. After knowing each other for so many years, he should believe in Ai Sicheng.

"It's getting late, I still have a meeting tomorrow, so I'll be leaving first."

Gu Jinyuan put down the cup and smiled at him: "Do you want to know why Xie Fei suddenly rushed to the hospital to stab you?"