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Zhan Yan was very nervous. She clenched her fists tightly and cold sweat flowed down the center of her palms. Sometimes, the more hope she held, the more she would be afraid.

"Don't be afraid, it's okay." Ji Weiyang held Zhan Yan's hand lightly. He had been smiling at her the entire time, but his heart was thumping uncontrollably in his chest. He was far more nervous and terrified than Zhan Yan.

The Prof. Johnson was very efficient, and not long later, the results of the inspection came out. He came out of the examination room with the film in his hand. His expression was very strange.

"How is it? Can my wife be operated on? " Ji Weiyang asked nervously.

"Operation?" Prof. Johnson opened his eyes wide, "Of course not. Who said she had myocardial necrosis and needed a change of heart? "Oh, NO, it's not a mistake, it's murder."

"What?" Ji Weiyang and Zhan Yan were shocked at the same time.

The Prof. Johnson passed the film to them. Naturally, Ji Weiyang could not understand, but Zhan Yan studied medicine, and after she saw it, her expression became ugly.

"She shook her head, shock and disbelief written all over her pale face." The film I examined at Vice Dean Zhao's hospital was not like this. Is there something wrong with that? "

"My examination will not show any errors or loopholes. Moreover, I have already seen your case and treatment process. During this period, you have done more than one examination. It didn't make sense. "You are just having myocarditis, and yet you are being used as a treatment for myocardial necrosis, delaying the time for treatment and making your condition worsen dramatically. If you continue to treat it like this, it won't be long before your life ends." The Prof. Johnson said with righteous indignation. As a doctor, he was truly unable to imagine just which doctor had so little medical ethics.

Ji Weiyang and Zhan Yan were both speechless, for a moment, their hearts were filled with mixed feelings, they did not know whether to be happy or sad. They were both troubled by the same question at the same time, and that was, why did Vice Dean Zhao want to harm Zhan Yan? Yes, it was harmful, because just as the Prof. Johnson had said, more than one examination, to a cardiologist, it was definitely not a simple misdiagnosis.

"I'll send you back to rest first, don't think too much." Ji Weiyang squatted in front of her, holding tightly to her pair of cold little hands, "Yan Yan, no matter what, you won't die, I'm really very happy."

Zhan Yan nodded her head, but the smile on her lips was still bitter.

Ji Weiyang sent her back to his sickroom and then went to Prof. Johnson's office alone.

At that time, Prof. Johnson was researching on Zhan Yan's treatment plan. "Mr. Ji, your wife is still young. My suggestion is to treat her conservatively. It's best not to have any surgery."

"She won't die, will she?" Ji Weiyang still couldn't help but ask.

"Of course, she only has myocarditis. This kind of treatment isn't enough to cause the patient's death." Prof. Johnson continued to speak, but her expression was not at ease, "However, her illness has been dragged on for too long, and she has not been treated properly, it is already considered as having severe myocarditis, it is not realistic to want to completely recover. Furthermore, this is a rich disease, she cannot do all sorts of physical labor like ordinary people, what she needs is recuperation."

"Yes, I understand." A man with heart disease could not be tired, this was a basic knowledge Ji Weiyang understood. All of this was not important to him, because his wife did not need to earn a living.

Prof. Johnson looked at Zhan Yan's report and her previous case, his brows knitted together. "Did you know that your wife had been injected with Du Leng Ding before? Fortunately, it was only once or twice and was not addictive, but it did harm to her body as well. "

Ji Weiyang did not answer, but under his sleeves, he had clenched his fist tightly, so much so that he was making cracking sounds. His face was ashen, and his eyes were bloodshot, as if he wanted to kill someone. He had sternly refused to inject Du Leng Ding into Zhan Yan, but how could that person be so daring?

After being silent for a long while, Ji Weiyang managed to suppress his emotions with difficulty, and said: "You are an expert. I will leave my wife's condition to you, I hope she can recover as soon as possible."

"As a doctor, I will naturally do my best to treat patients." The Prof. Johnson answered as if he had thought of something, and asked again, "Mr. Ji, do you and your wife plan to have children?"

"What do you mean?" Ji Weiyang frowned.

The Prof. Johnson said with some regret, "Even if she was treated effectively, your wife's condition might not be able to be nurtured. Because, her heart can't bear it. You all must be mentally prepared for this. "

Ji Weiyang nodded his head gravely. From the moment Zhan Yan got sick, he had never dared to think about anything related to children. People with heart disease could not have children, he knew that, and he did not dare force anything.

As he walked out of Prof. Johnson's office, Ji Weiyang did not return to his sickroom. Instead, he stood in front of the window of the corridor as he smoked for a while, his mind a little messy. He thought about many many things, starting from when his mother was in trouble.

He thought of the crying face of Zhan Yan at the police station, thought of how he went abroad in despair, thought of the child she and Zhan Yan had lost, thought of how they had fallen into the protection of despair not long ago, and remembered what the Prof. Johnson had just told him. They could no longer have children.

After the cigarette butt was completely burnt to nothingness, he exhaled one last mouthful of smoke. Then, he took out his cell phone and dialed Tang Feng's number. Just investigate Vice Dean Zhao for me, she wants Zhan Yan's life! "

"What?" On the other end of the phone, Tang Feng was also startled.

"No matter what you find out, no matter who it involves, let the police handle it." He hung up with a snap.

and her husband were overjoyed that Zhan Yan did not suffer from myocardial necrosis, and did not need to take any risks to change their hearts. Only, they did not have the time to be happy, because on that side, Wei Shanshan had died in the Intensive Care Unit.

Ignoring the objections of the crowd, Zhan Yan attended Wei Shanshan's funeral. She held her sister's black-and-white photo and watched Wei Shanshan's ashes be buried.

In front of the tombstone, Lu Ruping cried herself into unconsciousness. Wei Jingnian also cried.

In the early spring, there was a drizzle, as if the heavens also felt sorry for this young life that had passed away.

Gao Yuxuan had also attended the funeral, but he did not shed tears for Wei Shanshan. Wei Jingnian patted his shoulder, and said sincerely: "Shan Shan, it's time to go. You still have a long time to live, and you should find a good girl to live a good life."

From start to finish, Zhan Yan's mood had always been very low. His tears were contained in her eyes and they had not fallen, but they made one's heart ache even more. Ji Weiyang was wearing a black suit and was by her side. He even comforted her from time to time, afraid that she would make a mistake.

During the funeral, Gao Yuxuan and Zhan Yan did not have much time to interact, even when they looked at each other face to face, they would only nod politely, and never meet again.

Before he left, Gao Yuxuan had deliberately walked in front of Zhan Yan, with a posture as if showing off, "Zhan Yan, how have you been recently? I'm sorry, I didn't even know that you were sick, and I never came to see you. "

"I'm fine." Zhan Yan nodded warmly. In such an occasion, she could not laugh at all, and her mood was heavy all the time.

Ji Weiyang's arm tyrannically wrapped around her waist, swearing to be his sovereign self, "With me taking care of Yan Yan Yan, I won't trouble you to worry about me."

Gao Yuxuan looked at him, then returned his gaze back to Zhan Yan and directly asked, "Is he nice to you?"

Zhan Yan subconsciously turned her head to look at the man beside him, then nodded gently, "He's fine."

"Yes." Gao Yuxuan replied indifferently, "If he treats you badly, you can come find me anytime."

Without waiting for Zhan Yan's answer, Ji Weiyang took the lead and spoke, "Rest assured Mister Gao, there won't be a day like this."

Zhan Yan smirked but did not say a word.

After Gao Yuxuan left, Ji Weiyang did not continue this topic, but gently asked Zhan Yan if she was tired and if she felt uncomfortable, and she replied that everything was fine, and told him not to worry.

The funeral was very simple, only those few family members had come to send Wei Shanshan off. She was a very arrogant and despotic person and rarely had any friends.

On the way back, Zhan Yan stayed silent. She suddenly found that life was unpredictable, life was too short and fragile. Her past relationship with Wei Shanshan, no matter if it was good or bad, seemed to have happened yesterday. But now, her elder sister was buried in yellow soil.

Ji Weiyang had always been sitting beside her and he knew that she was in a bad mood. He did not speak and only held her cold little hand, accompanying her in silence.

Under the treatment of the Prof. Johnson, Zhan Yan's condition had clearly improved. She was no longer weak and powerless, her pale white face was also improving day by day, and the sore in her heart had almost stopped.

As her condition improved, Ji Weiyang finally had a smile on his face.

On the other side, Tang Feng had already reported the situation to the police according to Ji Weiyang's instructions. Since Zhao Vice Dean was arrested by the public security organs, she had no way to defend himself against ironclad evidence. Furthermore, she and Zhan Yan had no enmity between them, so why did he want to kill Zhan Yan for no reason?

Tang Feng had been investigating, but he couldn't find a way to break through. In truth, he understood what Ji Weiyang was thinking. This matter was most likely related to Lu Anqi, because, after Zhan Yan had been hospitalized and signed an organ donation agreement, as long as Zhan Yan died, the immediate beneficiary would be Lu Anqi. However, with just a mere agreement, it was impossible to determine anything. It was merely a conjecture.

On this day, after Zhan Yan fell asleep, Ji Weiyang stood at the corridor and talked to Tang Feng on the phone.

"I still haven't found any valuable information. Vice Dean Zhao's medical ethics and reputation are very good in the hospital, and her husband is a high ranking official, his family circumstances are good, I don't understand why she would take the risk to harm people. Furthermore, he is even a woman from your Third Young Master Ji. In the circle of upper class society, everyone knows that you are not to be trifled with. Tang Feng consecutively threw out a few questions.

Ji Weiyang had been silent the entire time, as if he had fallen into deep thought. Then, he heard Tang Feng continue, "The person surnamed Zhao told the public security organs to do this, and the reason was that Lu Manyun wanted to use Zhan Yan's cornea to restore her daughter to her senses."

Hearing that, Ji Weiyang frowned. On the surface, this reason seemed very reasonable. However, a careful examination would reveal a hundred flaws. But it was just as Tang Feng had said, Vice Dean Zhao's husband was a high ranking official, and his family was well off, so there was no need for her to take the risk just because of money.

"Go investigate all the records of Zhao and her relatives and see if any large amounts of funds have been transferred over recently. If it's really Lu Manyun who ordered her to harm Zhan Yan in order to help Angel regain her sight, then there must be some money involved."

"Alright, I'll do my best to investigate." Tang Feng then hung up the phone.

Ji Weiyang was holding onto his ice-cold phone, inadvertently looking up, and saw a small reflection of his reflection on the huge window. He was slightly shocked, and hurriedly turned around, but he actually didn't sense that she was standing behind him.

Zhan Yan stared at him, her clear eyes carrying clear tears, her small face paler than paper. Her frail body was trembling slightly, and her voice was choked in her throat.

Zhan Yan could not believe her ears. She thought, she must have heard wrong. Viyan, what did you just say? Really, really Lu Manyun? Was it really her that instigated Vice Dean Zhao to harm me? "

"Yan Yan Yan, don't get too worked up yet. We haven't finished investigating …" Ji Weiyang stepped forward and tried to embrace her, but she lost control and pushed him away.

Her hands tightly held onto her head as tears rolled down her cheeks. Her chest, which was already weak, throbbed incessantly. The pain was so excruciating that she was unable to endure it any longer. Every breath she took was painful. She began to treat her well, and even personally made some broth for her to drink. However, her gaze was always fixed on her eyes, no, more precisely, on her corneas. All this time, Lu Manyun had always been treating her well, and had always had a motive for doing so.

"Yan Yan Yan, calm down. Listen to me …" Ji Weiyang hugged her painfully.

Zhan Yan leaned helplessly on his chest, and continuously shook her head, trying her best to restrain her emotions, "I don't want to listen, I don't want to listen to anything. Weiyang, you don't know anything."

"I know." Ji Weiyang answered with a heavy tone, his eyes filled with pain. Because Zhan Yan was in pain, he was in even more pain than her.

His deep eyes silently looked into her tear-filled eyes, and his broad palm rested on her shoulder, as if he was silently consoling her, "Yan Yan, I know, Aunt Lu, that she is your biological mother. I know that you feel very sorry for me. "

In this world, the only people who can hurt you are the people you care about the most.

"Yan Yan, don't cry, and don't be sad either. I will never hurt you, I will always be by your side." Ji Weiyang gently embraced her and whispered into her ear in a gentle voice.

After a short moment of shock, Zhan Yan buried her face into his chest, unable to bear the pain any longer and cried out, "Why? How could she be so heartless as to kill someone just for a pair of eyes? Do you know that I am also her daughter? "

Zhan Yan's hands that were holding onto his neck gradually lost all of their strength, and his body became limp as it slowly slid down. She couldn't imagine that her mother was such a cruel and merciless person. Even if she didn't know anything, couldn't she do this to someone who had nothing to do with her? Could it be that in Lu Manyun's eyes, life was just that cheap? It was not even comparable to Lu Anqi's eyes!

Ji Weiyang's arm was under her arm. He lifted her up from the ground and carried her back to the ward.

As Ji Weiyang coaxed her to sleep, Zhan Yan's eyes had always been wide open. Her eyes were empty, and large tears continuously flowed down from the corners of her eyes. That feeling of being at a loss made his heart ache unspeakably.

"Yan Yan, go to sleep. When you wake up, everything will be over. Tomorrow, it will be a new day." Ji Weiyang lowered his head, and kissed her eyes. The corner of his mouth was stained with a few moist tears, and the taste was extremely bitter.

Zhan Yan finally closed her eyes powerlessly, but her long eyelashes were still filled with ice-cold and sad tears.

Ji Weiyang had always been by her side, but Zhan Yan's sleep had not been comforting, her brows were knitted tightly, and even in her dreams, she was still entangled with pain.

In the dark night, the phone beside his bed suddenly vibrated, and Tang Feng's name danced on the color screen.

He subconsciously looked at the sleeping girl on the bed, then picked up his phone and walked out of the ward to answer the call.

The source of the funds is very secretive and we haven't found out about it yet. However, this is basically consistent with Zhao's confession, so the police department wants to ask about our intentions, to see if we should arrest Lu Manyun. After all, your family's old man …

Tang Feng hid his last few words, but the meaning was already very clear.

Ji Weiyang's sword-like eyebrows were raised, his lips curved in a knowing smile, and his voice was clear and cold, "I've already said that everything will be dealt with by law, and in addition, get Ji's's legal team to prepare and submit the materials, I want to sue Lu Manyun for murder."