CHAPTER 175: CHAPTER 174: WHITE HAIR SENDING OFF BLACK HAIR (3/3)

Li Muyang’s face was terribly grim, his eyes bloodshot, staring at the operating room without blinking.

Very soon, Gu Xijun, Zhao Wende, Wei Xueqing, and Wei Qingzhong arrived.

"How is Yang Chen?" Wei Xueqing hurriedly ran to Ye Xin, grabbing her and asking.

Ye Xin shook off Wei Xueqing’s hand, walked to the other side of the wall, leaned against it, and continued to lower her head in silence.

If anyone noticed her eyes, they would see a crazed murderous intent flickering within Ye Xin’s gaze.

Wei Xueqing looked at Ye Xin with tears flowing, knowing Ye Xin hated her.

If it weren’t for her, Yang Chen wouldn’t have been so severely hurt.

Wei Qingzhong sighed on the side, only able to watch quietly, helpless at this moment.

Zhao Wende stepped forward and asked Li Muyang, "Major Li, how is Yang Chen doing now?"

"How is he?" Li Muyang suddenly turned his head, his blood-red eyes like those of an enraged beast, roaring with fury, "You still dare to ask me how he is! Do you know who Yang Chen is? Do you know his identity? Who let you assign Yang Chen such a dangerous task! Who! Who gave you that right! If Yang Chen dies, I’ll have all of you in the guard court!"

Zhao Wende and Gu Xijun were stunned by Li Muyang’s madness, not understanding why he was so angry.

At that moment, the door to the operating room was pushed open.

Instantly, everyone surrounded the doctor, trapping him.

The doctor looked at the crowd, seeing beauties, guards, and security officers, and couldn’t help but break out in a cold sweat, cautiously saying, "The patient’s blood has been stopped for now, but the situation isn’t optimistic; at any time, his heart could stop beating. Due to the chest wound, we can’t use a pacemaker, so if there’s cardiac failure, we’re really powerless. Considering the patient’s current state, I suggest you all see him and say whatever you need to say."

After speaking, the doctor hurriedly squeezed past the crowd and left.

Everyone fell silent.

Ye Xin was the first to turn and run out, heading for the ICU.

Wei Xueqing wiped her tears and followed.

Chen Siyan several times wanted to cry but held it back, walking while shedding tears and pulling out her phone to call the dean.

The dean needed to handle matters at the school, so he had gone back first.

Given the situation, Chen Siyan had to notify him first.

Upon connection, Chen Siyan took several deep breaths, but her voice couldn’t help but break down into sobs, trembling uncontrollably, "Dean, my brother is back; you should hurry over now!"

"What’s wrong? Yanyan, why are you crying? What’s the situation? Is Yang Chen’s condition worsening?" Qin Zhiyuan asked urgently.

The dean’s question was too much for Chen Siyan to bear; she sobbed out, "Dean, you should come quickly. My brother, my brother is almost gone!"

The dean on the other end of the phone almost collapsed when he heard this, barely managing to support himself against the wall to stand upright.

It took Qin Zhiyuan a while to recover; he responded to the call, "Wait for me, I’m coming right now!"

Rushing out the door, Qin Zhiyuan directly hailed a motorcycle taxi and hurried to the hospital.

...

In the ICU.

Yang Chen had already been moved in, his body riddled with various equipment, monitoring his life signals.

At this moment, the heart rate on the display was slow and unstable.

Ye Xin stood before Yang Chen, tears pattering down.

She approached Yang Chen, gently touching his determined profile, softly saying, "Do you know? Initially, I just wanted to cure you. Heal the sickness, then leave; I never thought I’d fall in love with you. But, I don’t know why, why do you remind me of the elder brother who was especially good to me when I was little. Perhaps it’s fate, bringing me to find you, to encounter you, to fall in love with you."

Saying this, Ye Xin lowered her head and kissed Yang Chen’s lips, tears streaming all over his face.

Ye Xin, full of regret, wiped the tears from Yang Chen’s face, softly murmuring, "Thank you for letting me love you; I will avenge you, those behind this won’t escape!"

Speaking this, a fierce murderous intent suddenly clouded Ye Xin’s eyes, a red glow flickering faintly.

She suddenly turned, bumping into Wei Xueqing who had caught up, causing her to stagger.

"Ye Xin!" Wei Xueqing hurriedly called out.

But Ye Xin seemed not to hear, quickly rushing out.

Wei Xueqing’s emotions were complex; she knew Ye Xin hated her.

If it weren’t for her, Yang Chen wouldn’t be like this.

She walked closer, seeing Yang Chen’s pale face, unable to hold back her tears.

For some reason, from the first moment she saw Yang Chen, she felt he was detestable.

Yet... bit by bit interactions, bit by bit understanding, made one feel he was deep and unfathomable, increasingly alluring like a magnet...

Up to today, Wei Xueqing looking at Yang Chen’s appearance, felt a deep ache in her heart.

Wei Qingzhong walked in, holding Wei Xueqing’s shoulder, letting her lean into his embrace.

Wei Xueqing clutched Wei Qingzhong’s clothing, leaning her head against his shoulder, tears streaming down as she looked at Yang Chen lying on the bed.

Li Muyang came to the bedside, stared at Yang Chen for a while, then turned to Xiaowang and whispered, "Go get Zhao Shisan!"

Lightning flashed outside, rain and thunder roared down.

Xiaowang nodded and quickly ran out.

...

When Qin Zhiyuan arrived, he was soaked through.

The elderly man, his white hair trembling, stood at the door, eyes full of concern as he looked at the person on the bed.

At this moment, everyone’s eyes had turned red.

"Dean!" Chen Siyan hurriedly came over, lowering her head, biting her lip as she supported Qin Zhiyuan.

Qin Zhiyuan took a step forward but found his legs unable to muster strength, nearly collapsing to the ground.

Li Muyang quickly went over to support him.

Zhao Wende also hurriedly took hold of the other side of Qin Zhiyuan, helping him to the bedside of Yang Chen.

Qin Zhiyuan looked for a long time before slowly asking, "What did the doctor say?"

Chen Siyan tremblingly replied, "The doctor said... the doctor said whatever needs saying, say it to my brother now, it could be the last time."

Having said that, Chen Siyan burst into tears.

Upon hearing this, Qin Zhiyuan looked around, indicating for someone to pull over a stool.

Qin Zhiyuan sat down, speaking to the crowd, "You... go outside for a bit, I have some words to say to Xiaochen alone."

Li Muyang hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "Alright!"

He turned to the others saying, "Let’s go, let the old man have a moment with Yang Chen alone."

Everyone nodded and left the room; Li Muyang quietly shut the door.

Qin Zhiyuan looked at the unconscious Yang Chen, his lips quivering, "Child... for years, I didn’t tell you about your background, fearing trouble might come upon you. All along, I raised you as my own child. Back on Wudan Mountain, they said your three disasters and six calamities would be too much, yet now... you still..."

The old man’s words brought on a stream of bitter tears.

The hardest sorrow is seeing youth depart; the eyes filled with tears, yet my child is nowhere to be seen...