CHAPTER 622: CHAPTER 385: _3

Fu Tingzhou was severely injured, suffering major trauma to his head and thoracic cavity.

Not to mention the lesser injuries.

The surgery lasted six hours before he was finally admitted to the ICU.

But whether he could make it through was not clearly stated by the doctors.

His injuries were so severe.

And Tang Xi, only her right arm and left leg were fractured.

She didn’t sustain any life-threatening injuries.

It was because he desperately protected her.

A bit later, the police came.

The identity of the driver responsible for the accident was verified as Xia Minjun, who died at the scene.

Tang Xi, sitting in a wheelchair, was silent and devoid of emotion, just staring blankly at the entrance to the ICU. No one could persuade her otherwise.

She said to Fu Jingrong and Cheng Yisheng, "You go back first, you’re tired too, I’ll be fine here."

She is his wife; she wouldn’t leave him.

Due to this incident, Mr. Fu lay in the hospital for a week before he was able to slowly get out of bed and move around.

The old master was advanced in age and had suffered another stroke, leading to hemiplegia. Cheng Yisheng supported him as he shakily walked over with his cane.

Seeing his most proud grandson lying in the ICU, the old master couldn’t help but let a murky tear slide down.

In the end, he said, "Tang Xi, go back, let Jingrong and the others keep watch here... You’re tired too."

Tang Xi was like a soulless puppet.

She shook her head.

Her voice raspy, she said, "You go back, I need to be here. I’m not going anywhere; I want to stay with my husband."

During this period, Gu Zhiyi and Si Ruoli visited her every day, but Tang Xi no longer had the energy to smile. Day after day, she was like a clockwork doll, opening her eyes and wheeling herself to the ICU to observe the situation from outside the ward.

In just half a month, she had visibly lost weight.

Eventually, she passed out.

Shen Qinglin felt extreme pity.

But no matter what she said, Tang Xi wouldn’t listen.

"Eat something, the doctor said you’re malnourished, if you continue like this, the child in your womb won’t survive," she advised.

Upon hearing about the child in her womb, an emotion finally crossed Tang Xi’s face.

She placed her hand protectively over her abdomen.

Here lay her and Fu Tingzhou’s child.

She still remembered the joyous look on the man’s face when she first announced her pregnancy.

She began to force herself to eat a little, and seeing her willing to eat, Shen Qinglin quickly asked the home chef to prepare some nutritious food.

Mai En and Xu Yiran brought lunch over in the morning.

Seeing Tang Xi’s thin figure, Xu Yiran’s heart tightened. He gently touched her shoulder, feeling only bony thinness. His nose tingled with emotion, "He will wake up, he must. What you need to do now is take care of yourself. If Fu Tingzhou wakes up and sees you like this, he will be very distressed and feel guilty. He fought to protect you — not for you to give up on yourself."

Tang Xi murmured, "He will wake up, he will."

Mai En crouched down, "Yes, Fu Tingzhou will certainly wake up!" She took Tang Xi’s hand, feeling its coolness, and took out a hot water bottle from her bag to place under Tang Xi’s hands, "Yiran is right. You’re pregnant, and we have to think about the child inside you."

Tang Xi understood all this reasoning.

But at this moment, she simply couldn’t calm down.

She couldn’t bear to face Fu Tingzhou’s current condition with composure.

She was afraid.

These past few days, she has been dreaming day and night.

Those dreams, like damp tides, invade her heart.

In the dreams, Fu Tingzhou grows farther and farther away; she runs and runs but just can’t catch up with him.

He didn’t wait for her.

In the end, he turns into a fleeting shadow.

Every time, Tang Xi would wake up drenched in a cold sweat.

The next day, she continues to sit through those damp dreams.

Shen Qinglin has been with her these days, and Tang Jingyun also visits her daily, but Tang Jingyun’s health has never been good. Shen Qinglin told Tang Jingyun to rest at home, but for half a month, Shen Qinglin has been anxious every day; Mai En helps her to rest, "Yiran is here, let Yiran stay with Tang Xi, I’ll take you to get your blood pressure checked and rest for a while."

Outside the ICU, there are many patient family members.

Almost all of their faces are numb, despairing, and devoid of light, just like Tang Xi’s.

Xu Yiran sits on a resting chair nearby, looking at Tang Xi, "Shall we eat something first? The Auntie at home has made chicken soup."

He wants to feed her, but Tang Xi takes it from him.

Then she tilts her head back and drinks the chicken soup in one go.

She closes her eyes, "I think, I want to be here alone, you go accompany Mom."

Xu Yiran doesn’t leave; he is not at ease with Tang Xi’s current state.

"Don’t worry, I’m fine. You don’t have to worry I’ll do anything extreme. I just want to stay here with him."

Xu Yiran does not leave, he turns and walks away, but not far.

He watches her from a short distance.

Tangtang doesn’t know about this; everyone is keeping it from the girl.

But it’s been a while since the girl has seen her parents, and she naturally makes a fuss.

Tangtang has been at the Shu Family these days.

Shu Chong’an spoils the girl especially, "Good child, this afternoon, let your Uncle Grandpa take you to the amusement park, shall we?"

"No, I want Mom and Dad!"

Tangtang couldn’t help crying, "I want Mom and Dad!"

Shu Rongjun calls Tang Xi.

Tang Xi tries her best to soften her voice and coaxes the girl, "Tangtang!! Mom and Dad are busy, how about a few more days, Mom will come home in a few days."

"Really? Mom won’t abandon me, right?"

"How could that be, but Mom and Dad have been very, very busy with work recently. This afternoon, let your Uncle Grandpa accompany you to the amusement park, okay? Remember to take beautiful pictures, Tangtang, and send them to Mom on WeChat."

After hanging up the phone, Tang Xi is already in tears.

But because of the call with her daughter, she feels a lot more invigorated.

A week later, Fu Tingzhou is pushed out of the ICU and moved into a regular ward.

Tang Xi is also allowed to visit him.

She stays by his side every day. Even when she sleeps at night, she is accustomed to the beeps of the machines; without that sound, she cannot sleep, and any change in the sound wakes her up.

She pushes the wheelchair to the bedside, lifts her hand, and carefully checks the man’s breath.

Then she lets out a sigh of relief.

Tang Xi buries her face in the back of his hand.

Fu Tingzhou, the doctors say you are out of danger, but when will you wake up?

The next morning, someone surprising visits the ward.

Fu Zongheng arrives.