426: C426 He Came with a Menacing Aura

C426 He Came with a Menacing Aura

The flying snow dyed the road white. Tang Xuan and the others came out of the hospital. Before they got into the car, Tang Xuan turned around and looked at the tall building.

Snow fell from the sky and landed on his lenses, blocking his view.

"Brother?" Tang Xuanning called out softly.

"Let's go." No matter how reluctant they were, they had to leave. They could not help Hai Xiaomin even if they stayed in the hospital. They might as well leave first. Tang Xuan came back to his senses and carefully picked up the blanket and hot water bag and handed them to others. After getting into the car, he took them back and put them back on his lap. He gently caressed them.

He regarded the minutes and minutes Hai Xiaomin gave him as treasures.

Hai Xiaomin pulled down the window and rubbed her stomach. She went back to Ling Yao's hospital bed and held his big hand. She gently put it in her stomach.

"Baby, this is dad. Say hello to dad." She lowered her head and whispered.

Recently, the baby's fetus movement had become more and more frequent. Every day, the fetus would move a few times. If it was timely, Ling Yao might be able to touch it at this time.

But at this moment, the baby seemed to be sleeping comfortably and did not pay attention to Hai Xiaomin.

"Ling Yao, can you hear my voice?" Hai Xiaomin leaned forward with some difficulty and reached out her other hand. Her slender fingers traced Ling Yao's delicate and handsome features. "Can you open your eyes and take a look? Look at me, look at your child. He has been here for more than five months..."

"But you have not spoken to him once. You have not touched him. You have not listened to his fetus movements. As the father of the child, do you know how derelict your duty is! "

"I still don't know if it's a boy or a girl. I plan to leave this surprise until the moment the child is born and give you a name, alright?"

"But I hope that his surname is Ling and not Nazhi."

"Ling Yao, he's not Ian's child. Actually, Ian already told me the truth. That day, nothing happened to us. The child is yours. Did you hear that?! "

"Ling Yao lay quietly on the hospital bed. Jun Pang was still as deep as before, but he was a little less aggressive. The hot air he exhaled covered the oxygen mask with a layer of white fog. This was proof that he was still alive.

He would be in this state for the rest of his life!

Hai Xiaomin fiercely closed her eyes. Her eyelashes released sparkling tears. She could not do it. She could not watch him fall asleep like this. God, return her Ling Yao to her!

"Sorry, if only I had told you the truth earlier..." At least, they did not want to leave any regrets. If Ling Yao knew about the existence of the child, he would have another concern in this real world and would not miss the beautiful dream anymore.

Zhao Zhizhou arrived at the hospital early in the morning the next day.

Hai Xiaomin personally explained the situation to him and asked for his help.

"Don't say that. The duty of a doctor is to cure diseases and save people. Besides, he is my superior and Xiaomin's husband. I should do my best!" Facing Hai Xiaomin's earnest request, Zhao Zhizhou did not reject it at all.

When Zhao Zhizhou was treating Ling Yao, Hai Xiaomin also thought about Jess's report last night. It turned out that Zhao Zhizhou was schoolmates with Ling Yao and Tang Xuan, but he was two years shorter than them.

During his graduate entrance exam, LY had kept this talent under their control. He had provided them with many opportunities and helped them grow along the way. Zhao Zhizhou did not disappoint the crowd. He had already made a name for himself in the field of brain medicine at such a young age. His professional abilities were not inferior to those of old professors who had been in the same field for dozens of years, and compared to old professors, he was more flexible, bold, and innovative. He was one of the talents that the LY had focused on grooming.

After the diagnosis, Zhao Zhizhou thought quietly for a few seconds before he raised his head. "The doctor's previous diagnosis was correct. The patient's current condition has a less than thirty percent chance of waking up within seven days."

"What?" Hai Xiaomin's pretty face turned pale, and her eyes turned red. "Even Brother Zhizhou said so. It's rare for Ling Yao to..."

Zhao Zhizhou looked at Hai Xiaomin and smiled. "Don't be discouraged. In medicine, even if there is a less than one percent chance, he still has the potential to create miracles. During this period of time, we will work hard together. I believe the patient will work harder than me to wake up!"

"Yes! I will do whatever you need me to do. I will do my best to cooperate!" Zhao Zhizhou's smile was incomparably warm, like the sunlight that blew away thick dark clouds, giving Hai Xiaomin confidence and hope.

For the next few days, Hai Xiaomin stayed by Ling Yao's side, recalling the beautiful memories of the past in front of his sickbed. Even when cleaning her body, even if it was very inconvenient for her to support her stomach, she still insisted on doing it by herself.

She had been separated from Ling Yao for too long. She cherished every minute and every second of the remaining time.

According to Zhao Zhizhou, within these seven days, the main focus was to support treatment. After seven days, it would not be too late to think about the surgery again.

This treatment continued until the fifth day.0

Ling Yao did not have any reaction during the first five days. Every day that passed, Hai Xiaomin's sense of urgency increased. She wished that time would stop at this moment, and that the deadline of seven days would never come!

But she did not expect that what came faster than the deadline was a storm!

At noon on the fifth day, Hai Xiaomin still helped Ling Yao wipe his body, but she heard noises coming from outside the door.

The entire floor had been sealed off, and only Ling Yao was a patient. Who would make noise here?

Hai Xiaomin wiped her hands on the dry towel and opened the door doubtfully. Following the sound, she saw a group of people at the end of the corridor. A group of people were blocked by bodyguards at the elevator entrance, and both parties were arguing. Hai Xiaomin passed through the crowd and saw a few familiar faces!

Mr. Nazhi was protected in the middle by the crowd. His legs were separated and he stood there. A crutch was supported by his hands on the ground. His aged face looked cold and his entire person gave off a strong aura of power without being angry.

Laecia's upper body was wrapped in a grey-white fur coat. A pair of beautiful legs were wearing black stockings and high-heeled leather boots. Her blonde hair was dazzling and her eyes were blue. Her facial makeup was exquisite and there was a fierce look on her face.

There was also Ian. He wore a long black windbreaker and stood quietly behind Old Nazhi. His handsome face was expressionless and his eyes were indifferent as if they could not meet the focus. However, he was the first to notice Hai Xiaomin's gaze!

Seeing him looking forward, Laecia, who had been waiting impatiently, also looked in that direction. "Hai Xiaomin!"

Following Laecia's shout, the people in the confrontation suddenly became quiet and their gazes all looked towards Hai Xiaomin. Hai Xiaomin's body was stiff as she stood at the door of the ward.

What should have come had still come!

And it was even earlier than expected. It seemed like Mr. Nazhi did not really care about Ling Yao. Even though Jess had blocked the news, the other party still found out.

"Jess, let them come here." Hai Xiaomin ordered and turned around to enter the ward.

The two groups of people looked at each other. Jess was not there, but right after that, the wards next to Ling Yao opened. Jess lazily leaned against the door, yawned, and waved at his subordinates.

Only then did the bodyguards give in.

Mr. Nazhi coldly snorted and took the lead to walk over. Ian and Laecia followed from the left and right, and the group of people came menacingly.

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