Chapter 599: 585, Only Two Years Left (2)_1 Chapter 599: 585, Only Two Years Left (2)_1 Director Wan said, âThis is our duty as doctors. We will do our utmost, of course.â
Before he could finish, Jian Qing was pushed from the operating table back to her ward on a stretcher by a nurse.
âDarling!â Quan Jingwu rushed forward, his gaze fixated on his unconscious child lying on the hospital bed. Her usually rosy cheeks were distressingly pale, piercing his heart with sorrow.
âJingwu, letâs first take Jian Qing back to her ward, she needs to rest now.â Weng Ya said softly.
Quan Jingwu held Jian Qingâs hand, his hand enveloping her delicate fingers, not letting go all the way to the ward, as if fearing she would disappear as soon as he loosened his grip.
The sky was slowly getting dark.
The atmosphere in the VIP ward was so heavy it felt suffocating.
By the bed, Quan Jingwu held Jian Qingâs hand, his soft gaze locked onto her delicate face, his eyebrows furrowed in worry.
He shifted his gaze down to her flat belly.
Unbelievably, there was a new life growing there.
Their child, the best testament of their love.
He brought her hand to his lips, his cold lips touching the back of her hand, his eyes full of longing.
Darling, please wake up soon.
Please wake up and see me and our baby!
The sound of footsteps echoed from the door. Rhee and others turned to look.
It was the Quan family elders who had arrived.
âDad, Mom!â Rhee greeted them, taking the food box from Quanâs grandmotherâs hands.
âHow is Qingyao?â Quanâs grandmother looked around the ward anxiously.
Rhee repeated what Director Wan had said. Quanâs grandmotherâs brow furrowed.
âHow could this happen? When will Qingyao wake up?â
âWe donât know yet.â Rhee answered.
âWe must investigate this thoroughly. Whoever dares to harm our Quan family in Beijing must be dragged out into the light.â Quanâs grandfather said angrily in a low voice.
No one would harm their long-awaited great-grandson without facing dire consequences, even if it cost him his life.
Quan Hao and Quan Che exchanged a glance, sharing the same sentiments as Quanâs grandfather.
âDad, donât worry. Mingxuan and Yimo are already investigating.â Weng Ya reassured him.
âI asked the kitchen to prepare something. You all have a bite first.â Quanâs grandmother said, âWhere is Jingwu?â
Quan Yifei replied, âHeâs with Jianqing in the room.â
âMom, Jingwu canât eat now. Letâs not disturb him.â Rhee said gently, knowing her son too well. As long as Jian Qing doesnât wake up, Jingwu wouldnât leave her side for a moment.
Quanâs grandmother looked at the room and nodded anxiously.
With such a situation, none of them were in the mood for dinner. Only a few bites were taken before Quan Mingxuan and Quan Yimo returned.
âBig brother, Second brother!â Quan Yifei, who was closest to the door, sprung up from her chair as they entered.
âWhat happened, have they caught the person?â
At her words, all eyes turned to them.
Quan Mingxuanâs face was grim, he shook his head, âWhoever did this was prepared. The surveillance in the shopping center was blacked out for a while. Qiao Yu said the attacker must have tampered with the surveillance wires in advance, destroying the footage from that period.â
When he found out the surveillance was tampered with, he immediately went to Qiao Yu. However, he didnât expect the perpetrator to be so cunning that even Qiao Yu couldnât find any trace.
âIâve instructed our people to closely monitor places like airports and railway stations, but havenât found any suspicious individuals yet.â Quan Yimo continued.
At their words, everyoneâs faces turned solemn.
âHow is Jian Qing now?â Quan Mingxuan asked.
Quan Yifei answered, âSheâs still not awake. Jingwu is taking care of her.â
âGrandpa, you should go home first. All of us staying here isnât a solution.â Quan Mingxuan said, looking at everyone in the room.
âJian Qing hasnât woken up yet and we canât do anything more here. Everyone should go home and rest. We can visit her tomorrow. Jian Qing needs rest now and our presence here might not be good for her.â
Rhee nodded in agreement, âMom, Mingxuan is right. You should go home first. Quan Hao and I will stay.â
Quanâs grandmother sighed softly, âAlright, weâll go then. If Qingyao wakes up, notify us immediately.â
Rhee agreed and saw Quanâs grandmother and the others off.
âMingxuan, why arenât you going back?â Rhee turned around and asked, seeing that Quan Mingxuan was still there.
He shook his head, replying, âSecond aunty, youâve been shocked today as well and need to rest. You and Uncle should go home. Iâll stay here.â
Rhee looked back into the room, still a little worried.
Quan Hao put his arm around her shoulder and said gently, âRhee, you need to take a break. Let Mingxuan handle things here. We will come again tomorrow and bring some nourishing food for Jian Qing.â
âYes, Second aunty, Jian Qing is weak now. If she wakes up tomorrow, she will need nourishment. Go home and rest. You can bring soup or something tomorrow.â Quan Mingxuan agreed.
Rhee reluctantly nodded and left with Quan Hao.
Everyone had left, Quan Mingxuan closed the door and walked into the room.
Hearing footsteps behind him, Quan Jingwu remained still.
Quan Mingxuan came to the bedside, glanced at Jian Qing, then turned to look at Quan Jingwu. He placed his hand on Jingwuâs shoulder.
âJingwu, rest for a while. What will Jian Qing and the baby do if you collapse?â
Upon hearing that, Jingwu remained silent and did not respond.
Quan Mingxuan didnât say more, and quietly left the room.
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In the European-style room, its elegance complementing the roomâs ownerâs personality, murmurs of low whispers echoed, breaking the silence. A group of doctors in white coats huddled together, deep in conversation.
On the side of the bed, Shen Hua stood tall.
He looked down at the unconscious person on the bed, his expression gloomy.
A moment later, an elderly man with almost white hair came over. His eyes showed respect as he looked at Shen Hua.
âYoung Master, the Second Young Masterâs condition has temporarily stabilized, butâŠâ
He paused in the middle of his sentence, seemingly hesitant to continue.
Shen Hua stared at Shen Yanâs pale face, âBut what? Continue.â
âThe Second Young Master has a congenital heart disease. The fact that he has managed to live this long is already a miracle. If a suitable heart isnât found soon for a transplant, Iâm afraidâŠâ
He didnât finish the sentence, yet he believed that Shen Hua understood.
âHow long can Ayan hold on?â Shen Hua asked.
âTwo years. Without a suitable heart, the Second Young Master only has two years left.â The old man replied truthfully.
âDr.Kesen, I will find a heart as soon as possible. Before that, you must keep Ayanâs condition stable.â Shen Hua ordered in a serious tone.
Dr. Kesen replied, âI understand, I will do my best.â
Just then, the man on the bed furrowed his brow, showing signs of waking up.
âYou all may leave now.â Shen Hua commanded.
Dr. Kesen and the other doctors left, and Ada closed the door.