"If this surgery fails, won't it shatter your 100% success rate?"

Song Anran suddenly asked this question.

Song Hanzheng pulled his sister's hand away and led her to sit on the sofa: "You've been missing for so many years, you don't know how capable your brother is. My surgery won't fail. You have to have faith in me."

Song Anran raised an eyebrow: "Of course I'm confident. Is your decision to take on this surgery so you can personally meet the patient?"

"Of course."

"Then next time you go to Yunzhou, take me with you. I want to go and have some fun too."

"I remember you grew up in Yunzhou, right? Your parents said they found you there. Are you thinking of going back?"

"Mm." Song Anran nodded.

...

After returning to Yunzhou, Lu Zhiwei went to the hospital to visit Jiang Zhan as soon as possible.

He then shared this good news with Jiang Zhan.

A faint smile finally appeared on Jiang Zhan's face, which had been gloomy for a long time.

"Sister, thank you for always thinking of me."

“You are my only brother, this is what I should do.” Lu Zhiwei held a peeled grape to his lips: “Here, have a grape.”

Jiang Zhan opened his mouth and bit down.

But because they couldn't see the direction, they missed their target.

Upon seeing this, Lu Zhiwei felt a sudden surge of emotion welling up in her eyes.

The smile on Jiang Zhan's face vanished instantly.

Lu Zhiwei stood up, covered her face, and turned away.

Jiang Zhan grabbed her hand, snatched the grapes from her hand, and put them in his own mouth: "See, I can eat them myself, it's okay, sis."

Lu Zhiwei could no longer contain her emotions and turned to leave.

Sitting on the hospital bed, Jiang Zhan suddenly heard a melodious violin sound coming from outside the window, the tune was beautiful and pleasant.

It was exactly the same as what he heard yesterday.

He touched the edge of the bed and walked out of the room.

The violin music abruptly stopped.