Grandma is gone, but Xiao Wan stayed by his side, giving him hope to live.

But now, his little Wan is also leaving.

From then on, his world was shrouded in darkness and mystery once again.

Jiang Yubai sat on the ground, sometimes crying and sometimes laughing, as if he had lost his mind.

On the other side, Rong Jing took out a first-aid kit from the trunk and handed it to Sister Yun, asking her to sit in the back seat and give Su Yinwan some basic first aid to stop the bleeding.

He started the car and drove at top speed to the nearest hospital.

"Xiao Wan, just bear with it."

Seeing the several cuts on Su Yinwan's hands from broken glass, Sister Yun looked distressed.

"I'm fine, Sister Yun, don't worry."

What should have been a 30-minute drive was completed by Rong Jing in just 10 minutes.

Upon arriving at the hospital entrance, Rong Jing quickly got out of the car, opened the back door, and scooped up Su Yinwan, carrying her inside the hospital.

"Doctor, my wife is injured, please treat her quickly."

"Come this way."

A nurse was the first to run over and guide them.

Perhaps it was because Su Yinwan was wearing a beige dress today, but the dress was stained with a large patch of blood, which was quite gruesome.

Rong Jing carried Su Yinwan and followed the nurse to the surgical outpatient department.

Soon, a doctor arrived and treated Su Yinwan's hand wound.

With a hiss, the doctor used tweezers to remove the shards of glass from Su Yinwan's palm, causing her to tremble in pain.

"Could you be a little gentler? You're hurting my wife."

Rong Jing watched as Su Yinwan gritted her teeth and broke out in a cold sweat, her sharp eyes warning the doctor.