A series of hurried footsteps came from the end of the corridor, and Chairman Fu and his wife rushed over.

Madam Fu's well-maintained face was now completely bloodless, and her eyes were filled with panic and tears.

"Where's Yanyan? How is my son?" Mrs. Fu asked in a trembling voice, almost unable to stand, and was supported by Chairman Fu.

"They're still trying to save him," Lu Rang replied in a low, grave voice. "The doctor said it's from excessive blood loss, and he has knife wounds to his shoulder and abdomen..."

Madam Fu's tears welled up instantly.

Just then, the operating room lights finally went out.

The door was pushed open, and the attending physician came out while taking off his mask.

Everyone immediately surrounded them.

"Doctor, how is my son?"

"Doctor, is he alright?"

Looking at the anxious family members, the doctor reassured them, "Don't worry, the surgery was very successful. The patient is in good physical condition. Although he lost a lot of blood, fortunately, no vital organs were damaged. He needs to be sent to the ICU for observation overnight. If his condition is stable, he can be transferred to a regular ward tomorrow."

Hearing the doctor's words, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Mrs. Fu's legs went weak and she almost collapsed to the ground, but Chairman Fu held her tightly and she wept with joy.

Lu Yuwu's tense nerves suddenly relaxed.

Her legs went weak and she almost fell, but Shang Wu caught her in time.

Looking at Fu Yan, who was pale and unconscious, tears streamed down her face again.

The atmosphere in the corridor eased slightly after Fu Yan was safely transferred to the ICU.

Lu Yuwu took a deep breath, walked up to Chairman Fu and his wife, and bowed deeply, her voice choked with emotion and deep remorse.

"Uncle Fu, Aunt Fu, I'm so sorry... It's all because of me that Fu Yan is so badly injured. I'm so sorry..."

If it weren't for saving her, Fu Yan would never have been involved in this undeserved disaster and would never have almost lost his life.

Chairman Fu quickly offered a helping hand: "Child, don't be like this. It's not your fault. Those thugs are just heartless!"

Madam Fu wiped away her tears, stepped forward and took Lu Yuwu's hand. Looking at her pale and haggard face and red and swollen eyes, she felt both heartache and emotion.

She gently patted Lu Yuwu's hand, her tone tender yet firm: "Xiaowu, don't talk nonsense. It was Yanyan who willingly went to save you."

“You didn’t see it. When he found out about your accident, he looked like he was ready to fight anyone. I’ve never seen him care about anyone like that before.”

She paused, her gaze loving yet expectant, looking at Lu Yuwu, then at Shang Wu and Lu Rang beside her.

"After this experience, Auntie understands that this boy has set his sights on you. If you think our boy is alright, let's find a time to settle things between you two once he's better. Auntie sincerely hopes that you can become our Fu family's daughter-in-law."

These words were so direct and sincere, it was almost like a marriage proposal.

Lu Yuwu's face flushed red instantly, all the way to her ears. Her heart pounded, and she lowered her head in embarrassment, her fingers unconsciously twisting the hem of her clothes. She didn't dare to look at anyone.

Shang Wu and Lu Rang exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with understanding and a hint of relief.

Lu Rang calmly replied, "Madam Fu, you flatter us. As long as the two children are willing, we, as their parents, have no objections."

Shang Wu gently put her arm around her daughter's shoulder and smiled at Madam Fu, "Yes, the children have been through so much, and we can see each other's feelings. As long as Xiao Wu agrees, we will naturally give our blessings."

All eyes fell on Lu Yuwu, who had her head down.

Encouraged by her mother's gentle touch, Lu Yuwu mustered her courage, raised her face, still shy, but with an unusually firm look in her eyes.

She looked at Madam Fu, whose eyes were full of expectation, nodded gently, and said, "Yes, I'm willing."

Madam Fu immediately beamed with joy and grasped her hand tightly.

The following afternoon, Fu Yan's condition stabilized, and he was transferred to a VIP ward.

When he woke up, the anesthesia had worn off, and the pain from his wound made him frown. But the first thing he said when he opened his eyes was in a hoarse voice, "Is Xiaowu alright?"

Madam Fu, who was by the bedside, felt both heartache and amusement. She scolded, "You're in such a state yourself, and you're still thinking about others! Xiao Wu is fine, she didn't suffer any minor injuries, all thanks to you."

Fu Yan breathed a sigh of relief, but then stubbornly said, "I want to see her."

Unable to dissuade him and understanding his thoughts, Madam Fu had no choice but to go out and call in Lu Yuwu, who was waiting anxiously outside the door.

Lu Yuwu gently pushed open the ward door and went inside.

Sunlight streamed through the window onto the hospital bed. Fu Yan, dressed in a blue and white striped hospital gown, was still pale, with thick gauze wrapped around his shoulders, and leaned weakly against the headboard.

When he saw her, Fu Yan's eyes lit up instantly, filled with the joy and tenderness of having regained what he had lost.

Lu Yuwu walked to the bedside, looked at the injuries on his body, felt a lump in her throat, and her eyes reddened again.

"Why are you crying? You look awful." Fu Yan's voice was low and hoarse from weakness, but it carried a hint of his usual teasing. He raised his uninjured left hand, wanting to wipe away her tears.

Lu Yuwu leaned down, carefully avoiding his wound, wrapped her arms around his neck, and buried her face in the uninjured side of his neck.

Feeling the real warmth and softness in his arms and the slight trembling, Fu Yan's body stiffened slightly, then relaxed, and he gently hugged her back with his left hand.

“Fu Yan,” Lu Yuwu’s voice was muffled, with a heavy nasal tone, “Let’s make up.”