Zhan Yan had been in a coma for eight whole days, and everyone had already given up all hope, including Ji Weiyang.
He was invited to the office by the Prof. Johnson and the two chatted for the whole morning. The Prof. Johnson said that it had dragged on for too long and now he could only hope for a miracle to happen.
Although Zhan Yan had not woken up all this while, the child had escaped danger after being rescued. This was already the greatest comfort to the people of Ji Family who were on the brink of despair and collapse. And to Ji Weiyang, this child's life, was ultimately exchanged for Zhan Yan's. Although the child's life was no longer in his hands, he still did not want to see it. He did not want to at all.
After Lu Ruping fainted, she woke up with Wei Jingnian's help and went to the NICU to look at his newborn baby. The little guy was still asleep, and was still in a little ball of wrinkles. But the doctor said the child's current condition is very stable, although preterm, but heart and lung function is complete, the body has no defects, as long as the care, will be like a small sapling to thrive.
You see, our little grandson grew up to be so beautiful. He had a small nose and small mouth, just like his face." Wei JingNian said hoarsely, but there wasn't the slightest hint of a smile on his face. Instead, it was endless heartache. Everyone knew that the life of this child was exchanged with the life of Xiao Yan.
A life and a death were practically fated.
"Jing Nian, let's go see Zhan Yan." Lu Ruping said.
"Alright." Wei Jingnian nodded.
The two of them snuggled together, walking along the empty corridor. Tears hung from the corner of Lu Ruping's eyes as she muttered to herself, "I remember that when we got married, you told me that we would definitely help each other out until we were old. I never thought that in the end, there would really be only the two of us."
"It's all life, how can a man fight for it?" Wei Jingnian held her hand tightly, many memories flashing through his mind like a movie replay.
He and Lu Ruping got to know each other on their blind date, and from the moment they were in love to the day of their marriage, they were ordinary and indifferent, like a cup of warm water. Only once had their love been tested.
that was the second year after their marriage. He had gotten into a very serious car accident, and he was also unconscious at the time, so it was Lu Ruping who had always been by his side, unable to sleep and calling out to him emotionally, that woke him up.
As if she had thought of something, Lu Ruping suddenly stopped in her tracks, and turned to look at the child in the NICU, "Ji Weiyang guarded Zhan Yan for many days, but still did not wake her up. We can't wake Zhan Yan, and neither can Ji Weiyang. Perhaps, this child can. A child has, after all, stayed in Zhan Yan's stomach for nine months;
Wei Jingnian thought for a moment, then nodded his head in agreement. From the looks of it, he could only treat this as a living horse. I'll talk to the doctor. "
It was the first time that so many people had entered the Intensive Care Unit. Wei Jingnian and Lu Ruping stayed by the side of the bed, with the doctors and nurses inside.
"Give me the child." Lu Ruping carried the baby from the nurse's arms and carefully placed the child on the bed. The little thing laid quietly beside the mother with its mouth pouted and eyes closed.
Lu Ruping held onto Zhan Yan's hand. It was ice-cold, without a single trace of warmth. The cold feeling sent a chill down Lu Ruping's spine. Zhan Yan, can you open your eyes and look at him? He is your son, the child you gave birth to in October. He is by your side now, with her small nose and eyes. When I grow up in the future, I will definitely be like Ji Weiyang, who is both handsome and outstanding … "
The skin on her face was so pale that it was almost transparent. Her breathing apparatus had covered half of her face and her eyes were closed, her eyelashes casting a shadow on the skin on her cheeks. She was like an exquisite Barbie doll, except, she was completely lifeless.
Lu Ruping cried even harder than before as tears continuously dripped down onto Zhan Yan's fair arms. However, she did not react. She still did not react, just like a lifeless rag doll.
The people standing at the side all silently shook their heads, their faces were filled with disappointment, as they thought that Zhan Yan was already hopeless.
The baby lay beside his mother, staring innocently into her large eyes, his head turned to the side as he stared blankly at his mother. Her small mouth moved, wrapping around her little finger.
Wei Jingnian sighed as he shook his head, signalling the nurse to carry the child away. After all, the child could not stay here for long, he had to return to the NICU.
Just as the nurse was about to embrace the child, she was stopped by Lu Ruping. She excitedly grabbed Zhan Yan's hand and placed it on the child's body, allowing her to touch the baby and feel his warmth.
"Zhan Yan, have you touched it yet? Have you touched him? He's your son. Do you want him to have no mother when he's born? Do you really have the heart to believe that his life will be incomplete? Zhan Yan, you can't be so cruel, wake up! " Lu Ruping shouted with all her might.
Everyone in the Intensive Care Unit was feeling very downcast. Wei Jingnian's eyes were slightly red, tears were constantly flowing out of his eyes, "Ru Ping, we have already tried our best. Zhan Yan is very tired, let her be at ease."
"Zhan Yan, wake up, wake up!" Lu Ruping continued to wail. Amidst her hoarse voice, suddenly, there was the sound of a baby crying.
The little baby seemed to feel the sadness of the adults and smacked her lips a few times. Then, she started to wail loudly. Her voice was especially bright, and her crying voice was very powerful.
The room instantly quieted down, and only the loud and clear cry of a baby could be heard. He kept crying until his voice turned hoarse and his face turned green.
"Newborns can't stay here anymore, they must be sent back to the NICU." The nurse walked over and quickly carried Xiao Yang away.
The moment Xiao Yang was carried away, Zhan Yan, who was on the sickbed, reacted immediately. Lu Ruping saw one of her fingers move. She rubbed her eyes in disbelief, afraid that it was just an illusion.
"Jing Nian, Zhan Yan moved, her fingers seem to move, do you see that? It was the child who woke Zhan Yan up. " She firmly pulled on the corner of Wei Jingnian's clothes.
Wei Jingnian nodded his head heavily, his sobs could not hide the joy in his voice, "I saw it, Zhan Yan moved, she seems to have realized it."
Everyone in the room saw it, because Zhan Yan's few fingers and eyelids also moved a few times, but they still did not open. The doctor immediately walked over and examined Zhan Yan, then told the nurse to go quickly and invite Prof. Johnson over.
Prof. Johnson and Ji Weiyang rushed to the Intensive Care Unit together. Ji Weiyang immediately threw himself to Zhan Yan's side and grabbed her hand tightly, "Yan Yan Yan, are you awake? You can't bear to leave me and my child, can you? "
"Move out of the way, let me see." Prof. Johnson had the doctors invite the family out and gave Zhan Yan a detailed examination.
Ji Weiyang and Wei Family were anxiously waiting outside the door. Ji Weiyang stood by the window and looked at the doctors and nurses surrounding Zhan Yan's sickbed. He looked at their nervous expressions and busy figures and was scared that this was just an illusion.
When he was at the office earlier on, Prof. Johnson wanted to ask him for this trip. He donated a hospital to Prof. Johnson, and Johnson already found a lawyer to return the hospital to him. Because he couldn't save Zhan Yan, he felt extremely guilty.
Ji Weiyang didn't need the hospital that he returned, but if Johnson returned the hospital, then Zhan Yan really had no other choice.
However, just as he was about to lose all hope, the doctor came and told them, Zhan Yan finally came to her senses. His heart was ignited anew, if she was pushed to the bottom again, he was not sure if she could endure or not.
"Jing Nian, Zhan Yan has regained consciousness, right? She'll definitely wake up, won't she? " Lu Ruping excitedly grabbed onto the corner of Wei Jingnian's clothes while his body continuously trembled.
Wei Jingnian remained silent while Lu Ruping, who was in his embrace, became agitated, staring with his terrified eyes wide open, "Jing Nian, tell me, Zhan Yan, could she be looking back at you like that? "Is she really going to …" In the end, Lu Ruping did not say the word "die" and it became a sob.
"Shut up, what nonsense are you spouting now?" Wei Jingnian berated, and subconsciously raised his head to look at Ji Weiyang. His tall and big back stood at the window, and was actually trembling slightly.
After some work, Prof. Johnson brought the doctors and nurses out of the intensive care unit. Ji Weiyang, on the other hand, was still frozen in place. He was actually afraid.
"Doctor, how is my daughter?" Wei Jingnian shook as he held onto Prof. Johnson's hand.
The Prof. Johnson spoke a long paragraph of English. Wei Jingnian was confused, but Ji Weiyang's expression turned complicated, there was shock, pain, and also joy.
His palm pressed tightly against the window, reaching out to touch Zhan Yan's peaceful face through the space. Yan Yan Yan, his face, had truly regained consciousness. She wouldn't die, she wouldn't abandon him.
"Yan Yan …" Ji Weiyang muttered, and in the next moment, his huge body fell down.
"Vayon, Vayon!" The Wei Family couple panicked, the doctor and nurse hastily brought Ji Weiyang into the ward.
For an entire eight days, Zhan Yan had finally escaped from her life. Ji Weiyang had also guarded her for a whole eight days, did not eat, drink, and not sleep. He had been relying on her will the entire time, and when she heard that Zhan Yan was out of danger, her thoughts dispersed, and her entire body fell down.
Ji Weiyang had been unconscious for an entire day and night, and his body was about to collapse from exhaustion. Ji Ting sat on the side of the bed and sobbed softly. Ji Bocheng stood at the side and sighed.
"He's always like this these days, I advised him to eat, he just couldn't swallow after a single bite, I advised him to drink a few mouthfuls, he would choke after a few mouthfuls, he refused to even sleep, he just leaned on the door of the intensive care unit, he was so sleepy that he only slept for a little while. It was like this for eight days, no one had any problems."
"Alright, I'm just malnourished. With such a small problem, there's nothing a man can do." Ji Bocheng's voice was very heavy, and carried a trace of hoarseness. But that wavering gaze clearly hid the pain in his heart.
Ji Weiyang woke up on the morning of the ninth day. He opened the curtains and the sunlight shone in along with the snow light, gently kissing the man's handsome face.
He frowned subconsciously. His thick eyelashes trembled a few times before he woke up. The first thing he did after waking up was to sit up from his bed. The first thing he said was, "How is Yan Yan Er?"
He did not know how long he had slept nor did he know whether Zhan Yan had woken up or if she had already … No, he didn't dare continue to think about it.
Zhan Yan is fine, she has already woken up, and was just transferred to the ordinary ward in the morning. The doctor said that as long as they take proper care of themselves, Zhan Yan and the child will slowly recover. " Ji Ting said with a smile.
Ji Weiyang pulled out the IV tube on the back of his hand and was about to rush down to the ground, but he was stopped by Ji Ting. Viyan, what are you doing? "
"I'm going to go see Zhan Yan." The moment Ji Weiyang's feet touched the ground, she felt that her legs were weak and her head was spinning extremely quickly. She almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Ji Ting was able to quickly support him.
"Take care of yourself first. You're sick, so where else do you want to go?"
"No, I won't be at ease if I can't see Zhan Yan. "Sis, help me over there." Ji Weiyang pleaded. Because right now, he was truly very weak, so weak that he didn't even have the strength to walk. He could only rely on the support of others.
Ji Ting was unable to force him, and could only support him to go to the next ward to see Zhan Yan.
He spent a bit of effort to arrive beside Zhan Yan's bed. She was still asleep, her sleeping face tranquil and tranquil. His face was still pale, but without the cold pipes on his body, he looked much warmer.
"Zhan Yan woke up in the morning. She didn't speak, and after looking at me a few times, she fell asleep again." Lu Ruping said warmly as she opened the heat preservation box that was placed on the bedside table. Inside was a bowl of warm porridge.
"Drink some porridge, you haven't had a proper meal lately either. You've lost a lot of weight, and now that Zhan Yan is out of danger, don't fall down again. She and her child need your care."
"Thank you, Mom." Ji Weiyang took the bowl of porridge and gulped down half a bowl of it with difficulty.
As Lu Ruping packed the boxes of food, she smiled and said, "Go and wash up. Have you forgotten that the last time Zhan Yan got sick, she treated you as dirty when she woke up?"
Ji Weiyang was slightly stunned, then actually obediently went into the bathroom, quickly took a bath, shaved, and smeared the aftershave. When he walked out, he was completely refreshed. Women dress for the sake of their own happiness, and for men it is the same. Everyone wanted to show the most perfect side in front of their beloved.
When he returned to the ward once again, Zhan Yan was already awake. She was still lying quietly with an ice-cold IV drip on the back of her hand, but her eyes were already open. Her dense eyelashes fluttered slightly.
Lu Ruping smiled and came to Ji Weiyang's side, and lightly patted his shoulder, "She just woke up, talk to her, I'll be leaving first."
After Lu Ruping left the ward, only Ji Weiyang and Zhan Yan who was on the sickbed remained. Everything in the ward was pure white, so white that it was somewhat dazzling, and the morning sun shone in from outside the window, covering the pure white surface with a layer of gold, a warm, warm, and bright sun.
Ji Weiyang stood in place, while Zhan Yan was lying on the sickbed. Their gazes met, and the gaze Ji Weiyang gave him was gentle and sorrowful.
Zhan Yan's beautiful eyes blinked a few times before she turned her face to the side and looked out the window at the bright and warm sun. She didn't speak, didn't look at him, and instead had a cold and detached expression.
Ji Weiyang panicked a little, she ignored him like this, was he angry?
He walked over and carefully sat down beside her. Holding her still cold, yet unusually soft hand, he pressed it against the side of his face. " "Yan Yan Yan." he called softly.
Zhan Yan retracted her gaze, and slowly looked at him. After staring at him for a while, she spoke in a hoarse voice, but she only said five words, causing Ji Weiyang to not know whether to laugh or cry.
When she finished, she turned away and ignored him again.
Ji Weiyang was indeed in the wrong, he did not say a word, quietly guarding beside her bed, but holding onto Zhan Yan's hands tightly.
Zhan Yan's gaze wandered around the room once, and in the end, still landed on Ji Weiyang. She was very focused on him when she looked at him, as if she wanted to see through him.
Ji Weiyang smiled gently, and his lips lightly touched the delicate skin on the back of her hand, "Why are you looking at me like that? I look good, don't I? "
"Yeah, it's because she has a devilish face that she goes around provoking peaches and flowers." Zhan Yan rolled her eyes as she pulled her hand away from the center of his palm.
Ji Weiyang, on the other hand, liked the way she occasionally played with her little temper. When she was unconscious, this kind of scene was practically a scene that happened only in his dreams. Yan Yan, you've slept for so long, are you hungry? What do you want to eat? I'll buy it for you. "
Zhan Yan casually said a few things, and unexpectedly, they were all things that Ji Weiyang liked to eat. Without thinking too much, he picked up the phone and called the assistant.