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"Dylan, come to the hospital!" she hurriedly said.

"Why?" he questioned. "Didn't you go to check up on Dazi and Xiu? Why are you calling me there? I told you I can't face them right now."

"Dylan!" she shouted. "Stop questioning me right now. And get here! Or you'll regret it!"

Dylan heard the tremble in her sharp voice and was alarmed, "What happened? What's going on?" Feeling anxious, he asked, "How is Dazi? Or is it Xiu?"

"It's both!" she replied. "Come here and I'll tell you everything."

"No, you first tell me what's going on? I won't even be able to drive if you didn't tell me anything?"

Cali sighed heavily, "There had been an attack on Regi and Xiu."

"What?!" she heard something breaking from his side.

"What was that? Did you hurt yourself?" she questioned.

"No, I'm fine," he replied as he stood with the spilled hot coffee underneath his feet. The broken shards of the cup had left a few cuts but he couldn't feel anything right now. Everything was spinning around. He had to take the support of the kitchen counter to stand, "Are they okay? Or..." He couldn't even bring himself to continue as his throat felt choked up.

"They both had surgeries and their lives are out of danger. However, they both are unconscious." Cali tried to speak in a calm voice. "I think you should come. Okay?"

"I'll... I'll be right there," he stammered out before he stepped on the broken shard and ran off towards his room to get dressed. All the way, his blood had left an imprint on the floor. 

Meanwhile, Cali clutched her phone in her hand tightly until her knuckles turned white. She was feeling really conflicted. And she knew Dylan would be in even more pain. After all, the one actually responsible for Darren's condition was definitely his sister Meihui. Although it had nothing to do with him, however, he couldn't separate himself from this sin. 

But she couldn't hide something like this from him as well. With how much Darren mattered to Dylan, there was no way she would hide something so big from him. 

....

Xin Xiaoli was sitting with his head in his hands when someone patted his head and he heard a familiar voice, "Yo, Mr. Xin, what are you doing here?"

He looked up at Dr. Ling who smiled at him. Unlike when she came out of surgery and looked exhausted, now she seemed very energetic and cheerful. 

"Dr. Ling, if you have time to hang around, why don't you keep an eye on the patient I left in your care?"

She made a face at him, "What's with that stern look? And don't call me Dr. Ling anymore. I'm tired of addressing you as Mr. Xin. It sounds weird." Seeing how he looked really disheartened, she questioned, "What's your relationship with the patient?"

Dr. Ling's eyes widened. She knew what Ah-Si meant to Xiao Li. This guy was a bro-con through and through! And now he was telling her that the patient he called her for was also as much important as his own brother. This was indeed unexpected!

With a serious look and comforting tone, she said, "I already told you that the patient is out of danger. Stop worrying about him. I'm here. I'll do my best and make sure that he has a full recovery. As for the time, that'd depend on his will to live." She took a pause briefly and added, "And I think he really has a strong will to live."

Xiao Li looked at her and sincerely said, "Thank you! I mean it! Thank you for coming!"

She waved it off saying, "Let's face it, Xiao Li, I didn't come for you. Yes, we knew each other briefly from kindergarten to high school but I didn't come because of that brief acquaintance between us."

"Brief?" he repeated.

She didn't listen as her eyes caught sight of something and she slapped his arm, "Oh my god! Oh my god! How is he still so handsome? I knew I'd see him here but this soon? Aiyomaya! Is he aging backward or what?"

Xiao Li covered his face in embarrassment and pretended he didn't know her. he was suddenly reminded of why didn't like her. 

"He's coming here! I'm so nervous!"

"Please, shut up!" Xiao Li gnashed his teeth. "The one you're gushing at is my father!"

She didn't even listen to him as she continued to look at Xin Zimen with sparkly eyes. "What father? He can easily pass off as your elder brother! In fact, with how you're frowning, I believe you look like the elder brother."

"You came to fangirl over my dad again?" he asked and she nodded without hesitation. He closed his eyes and looked away. But suddenly he felt someone squeezing his arm and soon he knew why. His father was standing beside him as he said, "Xiao Li, go and take a look at Ying. If she's awake. Shift her home."

Xiao Li slowly stood up and nodded his head, "Yes, dad." Xiao Li wasn't even surprised that Dr. Ling didn't even let out a peep before his father. No matter how much she admired him, she'd never been able to talk before him. How come she didn't change in so long? So much for being the country's top neurosurgeon!

When his dad went away, he heard her voice again, "Oi! Our Ying is here as well?"

He nodded, "She is also injured."

"What bloody game are you all playing here? Either someone is bleeding literally or metaphorically."

"Who is bleeding metaphorically," he questioned as he strode towards Ying's room.

While she tagged along, she answered, "I was talking about you. It seemed like you were gonna cry."

"They don't teach manners in med school?" he asked.

She shook her head, "They only teach us how to either cut people open or how to sew them back up."