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Self-confidence, these two words buzzed in Shen Nian's mind. Where was her self-confidence? How long had it been since she'd forgotten what it felt like to be confident?

"The Shen Nian that made me jealous and scared is long gone." Yu Meng's eyes were calm as they landed on Shen Nian's pale face, "The current you is exactly the same as every single one of the pitiful women in this world who loves but cannot be jealous to the point of going crazy."

After a long while, Shen Nian suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and her lips gradually lost their color.

"What's the matter with you?"

Shen Nian did not reply. Her heavy breathing was heavy and heavy, suppressing the pressure of the entire room as her hands tightly gripped the bed sheets. The needle on the back of her left hand had been injected into the bed, and because she had used too much strength, the blood inside the rubber tube was completely red.

Yu Meng panicked. She quickly reached out her hand and pressed the emergency button on the bedside. There was only the two of them in the room, but Yu Meng felt that the atmosphere was so heavy that it felt like a heavy secret room.

Doctor and nurse soon arrived. Yu Meng retreated to the side and leaned against the wall. Only then did she realize that her hands and feet were cold and the temperature was even lower than the cold wall.

On the machine beside the bed, Shen Nian's lifeline was displayed. It was a wriggling green color and moved up and down with the sound of "di di".

Yu Meng held her breath, her mind a blank.

She didn't even have time to sort out the cause and effect of everything that had happened. Shen Nian's sudden illness, the doctors in the ward who had complicated expressions on their faces, their monitors that seemed like they were about to form a straight line …

All of this made her realize that she had made a terrible mistake.

In a daze, Yu Meng seemed to hear the doctor's voice.

"No, there is blood in the lungs, we must operate immediately."

Then, he watched as the nurses pushed the carts in, put Shen Nian on the bed and walked out.

A nurse accidentally bumped into Yu Meng, causing her to almost fall. Only then did she finally regain her senses.

Yu Meng stopped the doctor who was the last to leave the room, and asked with a slight tremble in her voice.

"What's going on? She was fine in the morning. "

Dr. Chen's expression turned serious, she sighed and shook her head: "Previously, I checked that there was a problem with her lungs, but it's not serious, as long as she doesn't take action during this period, I can use her body's metabolism to expel this blood out of her body."

"But somehow, she suddenly became so agitated today."

"Alright, Miss Yu. We must immediately prepare an operation for her. If it's convenient, can you please ask for Mister to come over? After all, he is her temporary guardian."

"Oh... "Okay …"

After Dr. Chen had finished speaking, he was about to leave, but Yu Meng suddenly thought of something and abruptly grabbed Dr. Chen's arm.

"Dr. Chen!"

"Anything else?"

"Is this operation dangerous?"

Dr. Chen's solemn expression had already answered part of Yu Meng's question. The remaining part was amidst his heavy sigh and helpless words.

"I can only say that we will do our best."

Just as she finished speaking, Yu Meng's mind was buzzing.

She had never thought it would turn out like this.

The Shen Nian who couldn't even die after firing so many shots and bullets could only angrily enter the emergency room after hearing her words.

At this moment, Yu Meng didn't know if she should say that life was so fragile, or if it was a life filled with countless changes.

The afternoon sun was burning strongly, and the corridor was mottled with shadows. Yu Meng walked towards Tan Yubai's room step by step. She stood in the doorway, took the key out of her pocket, and waited for a long time before she found the courage to open the door.

walked into the house and laid on the bed with his eyes closed, as though he was in deep sleep.

He did not cover himself with a blanket. His large body was curled up in a corner beside the bed. His forehead was deeply furrowed, and half of his face was covered by broken hair.

Yu Meng was squatting beside him, but he didn't react at all.

Tan Yubai had originally pushed his body to its limit, but after taking a few pills, he quickly fell into a dream. It had only been a single morning, and he was probably still unconscious.

Dr. Chen told Yu Meng to call him over, but he didn't want to wake him up.

Yu Meng opened the blanket at the head of the bed and carefully covered Tan Yubai's body. She then squatted beside Tan Yubai.

Yu Meng couldn't help but raise her hand and gently smooth out the lines on his forehead.

She looked at him, her heart filled with pain, almost unable to control her discomfort. Just saying "Good afternoon" caused Yu Meng's voice to tremble and her words to become unclear.

Yu Meng stood up, quietly came a few times, and then quietly walked away. Her heart was filled with tears, but her face remained expressionless and dry.

She closed the door again. He walked to the door of the emergency room by himself and looked at the red light on top of his head. The complicated feelings in his heart seemed to have disappeared.

Now that things had come to this, no matter how much they wanted to, they couldn't regret it.

From here, in the opposite direction of the emergency room, was the other end of the corridor, where there was a clear window. It was a good time of the afternoon, and the flowers outside the window were quivering, and the birds were flapping their wings.

It was warm and bustling outside, but cold and empty in the room that separated them.

Yu Meng sat on the chair, both hands on her forehead as she waited for the results.

About three hours later, the red light turned green. Yu Meng stood up from her chair and saw Dr. Chen coming out from the house. She took off her mask as she walked.

"How is it?"

Dr. Chen nodded his head: "The operation was very successful."

When Yu Meng heard this, she heaved a sigh of relief. But she heard Dr. Chen say, "But because the accumulation of blood has severely affected the patient's respiratory tract, she can only rely on the breathing machine to breathe now. If today or next day passes, the patient will still be unable to separate himself from the breathing machine to breathe by himself, maybe …"

"Maybe what?"

"Maybe we'll never get out of the ventilator."

Never leave the ventilator. Yu Meng's face was pale white, her eyes filled with panic, "What does that mean?"

Dr. Chen was a very soft-hearted doctor. After being treated by doctors for so many years, even though he had seen countless lives and deaths, he was still affected by this emotion.

He had wanted to be more tactful with his words, so as to make Yu Meng feel that he had a high chance of winning. However, with Yu Meng's insistence, he had no choice but to be more direct.

"In other words, if the patient is unable to survive for the next two days, he should be able to prepare for the future."

When the Dr. Chen left, Yu Meng saw Shen Nian being pushed out of the emergency room in a daze. There were many tubes stuck in her body, her face was also covered with breathing apparatus, her eyes were tightly closed, and she looked to be completely lifeless.

Yu Meng dragged her heavy body back to the ward and sat on the empty seat beside Shen Nian.

She really hoped that Shen Nian could endure through this crisis.

Shen Nian had saved her before, when she and Tan Yubai had reunited, she had driven an old and worn out van and drove through the smoke and fog to their side.

Yu Meng had always remembered that this was the first time she saw Shen Nian. She felt that Shen Nian was too cool, just like those invulnerable female warriors on TV.

It was the look of someone who had been polished by war, someone who had been trained in hell.

Now, everything had changed.

Vaguely, Yu Meng seemed to understand Tan Yubai's feelings. When he heard the news that Shen Nian had saved him for life, that kind of self-reproach, regret, but also helplessness …

She would occasionally raise her head to look at Shen Nian who was on the bed, regretting her decision.

We always stand from the spectator's point of view, self-righteously appraise the thoughts of others, their pain, experience, that is the reason to change one's mind and body. Onlookers love to skip the pain and blame things they can't bear to see.

A person's injury is like a tear in his character, and no one cares how to sew it up or cure it. Most of them were throwing rocks into the crevices, and those heavy, cold stones that smashed into the already wounded crevices only made them colder and heavier.

She only saw that Shen Nian was sticking to Tan Yubai, but had forgotten why she was sticking to him.

After losing everything, she was afraid that only Tan Yubai was the only real thing that she could catch up to.

Yu Meng's heart was parched. She felt wronged, and her heart ached even more.

The night had been so long and frightening that Yu Meng felt as if she had survived for centuries.

She went to find Tan Yubai and took out the key from his pocket. When he walked into the house, Tan Yubai had already woken up for an unknown amount of time.

He sat by the window, expressionless. He heard Yu Meng open the door, but didn't look back.

Yu Meng who was standing behind Tan Yubai, looked at his soft and thin hair stuck to his scalp in a mess, and his heart was in a mess.

She didn't know where to start.

She slowly walked to Tan Yubai's side and looked down at his face. Her eyes fell on Yu Meng without any warning, without any anger.

He couldn't help but ask Yu Meng, "Can I leave now?"

He still didn't know what had happened to Shen Nian, so he didn't blame Yu Meng for locking him up.

Tan Yubai got up, raising Yu Meng's head high. He rubbed Yu Meng's head, then opened his arms and held her in his embrace. He joked in a relaxed tone, "Next time, it's better to kneel on the washboard. The cost of closing the little black room is too high."

Yu Meng could feel Tan Yubai's warm hands on her back, like hot iron. It was hot and painful as it was pressed against her waist.

She rested her head on his shoulder for a long time before she finally mustered the courage to speak in a trembling voice.

"I'm sorry..."

Her tears ran down her shoulders.

"I... I really. "It's not intentional..."