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Fourteen hours had passed and the anesthetic was already gone, but Si Wan was still sound asleep.

There was even a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, as if he was dreaming of something beautiful.

The two old masters were already old and had suffered so much. It made both of them look as if they had lived through many vicissitudes of life.

The two of them sat quietly beside Si Wan's sickbed. They looked at each other and smiled, then returned their gaze to Si Wan.

"Dad, Uncle Si, why don't you two take a break? Soo Ya and I will guard Si Wan."

This was already the sixth time he had come to persuade the two elders to rest. At such an old age, if they didn't eat or drink, how could their bodies withstand it?

The two of them ignored Gong Yan Chen's advice and continued to stay by Si Wan's side.

Looking at his wife helplessly, Gong Yan Chen's eyes were full of pleading.

Seeing his husband fail and return once again, Yan Xiuya was even suspicious as to why she had set her eyes on this foolish man and didn't even know how to speak.

"imperial uncle, father, Si Wan should wake up soon. If she wakes up right now, she'll see you two in such a state. If she's worried, she'll run into wounds …"

Hearing Yan Xiuya's words, the two of them looked at each other. As expected, it was very old.

"Why are you so ugly?"

He pointed at the man and said in unison.

With the support of Gong Yan Chen and Hua Er, the two of them finally agreed to eat something and to tidy themselves up.

Only Yan Xiuya was left standing guard in the ward, looking at the weak Si Wan on the sickbed, then looking at Gong Siming who looked like a telephone pole outside the door, she said snappily.

"Gong Siming, come in!"

Hearing Yan Xiuya's shouts, Gong Siming's feet moved forward a bit, but she returned to her original position.

"If you don't want to see Si Wan again, stand there and don't move!"

On his devilishly handsome face, a beard had appeared out of nowhere, making his entire person seem ancient and mature.

Every step he took was extremely difficult. It was as if his feet were filled with lead, giving him an unprecedented feeling of heaviness.

Standing still in front of Si Wan's sickbed, she looked at Si Wan who was quietly lying on the sickbed.

With a slight smile on her lips, she heard what Si Wan had said.

"If I die, don't you hate me? It's good!"

His heart felt a fierce pain. He hated them! How could such a thing appear out of thin air, especially in love?

How much he hated, how much he loved!

It was just that he did not understand this principle, nor did she!

In the love world, the two of them were the same pure, the same hesitation, the same feeling of crossing the river.

He could not say a word, nor did he know what to say!

Just like that, he stood there quietly and watched attentively. She laughed, and so did he.

With its heavy eyelids, it took Si Wan a lot of effort to push it away.

He vaguely saw a figure. When he went to look for it, all he saw was emptiness.

Ye Zichen twitched his mouth at himself.

Yes, the moment Si Wan opened her eyes, she fled like a thief seeing a police officer.

Seeing his son running away like the wind, Yan Xiuya didn't care about him at all. She was completely focused on taking care of Si Wan who had just woken up.

The doctors hurried over, and at the same time alerted the two old men who were resting.

They all rushed into the ward subconsciously.

The relatively small room suddenly felt extremely crowded.

With wide innocent eyes and so many people looking at him, especially his grandfather, his eyes were filled with tears as they spun around continuously.

The corner of Si Wan's mouth raised into a sweet smile, and she was even wearing an oxygen mask. This small action caused everyone present to shed tears, and at the same time, stung the huge body of Si Wan who was standing outside the door.

He was still taking care of other people's feelings. How long would it take for him to think more about himself?

It was so crowded that the doctor was a little tied up.

The doctor who had no way to conduct the examination had to force himself to kick everyone out.

The examination was quick and took less than five minutes, but for some it felt like a century.

As soon as the doctor came out, everyone blocked his way.

What you said, what I said, confused the doctor.

In the end, it was Yan Xiuya who stabilized the crowd and allowed the doctor to explain the results of the diagnosis.

"Madam Young Master Gong has already passed through the dangerous period. After he has been hospitalized for a period of time, he can finally be discharged and return home."

Everyone's taut strings finally loosened.

"However, you must pay attention to your training and maintain a happy mood. You must keep up with your nutrition."

These words were like a slap to the face. The capital and even the rich and powerful people of the world, such a great young mistress, would actually be malnourished.

No one talked. Yan Xiuya spoke a few words with the doctor and everyone else entered the sickroom except for Gong Siming who was in the corner.

On the third day, Si Wan's complexion had already improved by a lot, and the signs of life had completely stabilized. After removing the burdensome apparatus, Si Wan's mood improved by a lot.

Little Yu would come and chat with Si Wan every day.

Feng Qi and Zhang Qilin had also come before, but they were blocked outside the door by Gong Siming.

And because of this matter, Gong Siming suffered a beating from Zhang Qilin.

Everyday, she would stand outside the door while silently watching Si Wan. Seeing her smile, it seemed that even without herself, she wouldn't be unhappy.

At night, Si Huating would accompany Si Wan. It was too much for his stubborn grandfather, so he could only create a bed for Si Huating in the living room of Si Wan's ward.

When night came again, Si Wan helped Si Huating peel the apples.

Seeing Si Wan's lively look, Si Huating was especially happy. His clever little trick had returned.

"Wanwan, follow grandfather home."

Gong Siming, who was standing outside the door, had his breathing frozen. His heartbeat suddenly stopped as he earnestly listened to the sounds inside.

"Yes!"

There was no hesitation, as if this was what she wanted.

The feeling of imminent death was deeply imprinted in Si Wan's heart.

It was enough, she had already died once, so her guilt towards Feng Ling had already been offset. And in these past two years, who would be able to make up for her inferiority, her pain, and her broken heart!

Perhaps this time, the heavens were giving him a chance to live again.

How could he waste the painstaking efforts of the heavens?

She had told herself that as long as she survived this ordeal, she had to be herself again.

Furthermore, it had been so many days since Gong Siming had last seen him, there was no need to degrade him again.

Grandfather's crying beside the sickbed, that helplessness, that loneliness, that pain, deeply awakened him.

I can't let grandpa worry about me anymore.

When she woke up, her grandfather had aged ten years.

Thinking to this point, Si Wan happily told his grandfather about his past mischievousness, her memories of his parents, and his longing.

She spoke of all the happy things, but did not mention a single one of Gong Siming's words.

He was reborn from the fire, and the phoenix was reversing its nature.

Yesterday, you saw me as nothing. Today, I will completely disappear from your world.