Chapter 500 What are you doing?

Sun Zhou's eyes fell on the bank card, and he was slightly startled. Then he gently declined: "Ji Wan, what are you doing? I said before that I am very happy to help Nian Nian. I don't need these."

"No, this is different." Ji Wan's attitude was extremely firm.

She did not withdraw her hand, but instead handed the card forward again, with a tone of affirmation that could not be refused.

"Nian Nian's surgery and subsequent recovery will cost a large sum of money. You donated your bone marrow for her, and I have no way to repay you for this kindness. Here is one million. It's the gratitude you deserve, and also a small token of my appreciation. Please accept it, or I'll feel bad."

Sun Zhou looked at her, his eyes complicated for a moment, but soon returned to their gentleness. He sighed softly, with a faint smile of helplessness: "You are still so stubborn. If I don't accept it, I'm afraid you won't be able to sleep well at night."

"Yes." Ji Wan admitted without hesitation, his eyes earnest, "So, please accept it."

Sun Zhou stared at her determined eyes, and finally slowly stretched out his hand and took the card. His fingertips touched hers briefly, and Ji Wan only felt the touch flash by.

"Okay, since you insist, I'll accept it." Sun Zhou held the card in his hand and said solemnly, "I'll remember this gesture."

When Ji Wan saw him accept it, a huge weight dropped from his heart, and a relieved smile appeared on his face: "Thank you, Senior Sun."

"I should be the one thanking you for giving me this opportunity." Sun Zhou smiled lightly and placed the card neatly in the drawer of the bedside table.

At this moment, there was a gentle knock on the ward door, and a nurse poked her head in: "Mr. Sun, it's time for the next examination."

"Okay, I'll be right there." Sun Zhou responded, then looked at Ji Wan and said apologetically, "I have to go get checked."

"Okay, go ahead and don't worry about me. I'll be back in a while." Ji Wan said quickly.

Sun Zhou nodded, stood up and left the ward accompanied by the nurse.

Looking at his back as he cooperated with the inspection, Ji Wan's heart was once again filled with gratitude.

No matter what, at this moment, Sun Zhou is the one who gives Nian Nian hope for a new life.

Two days later, the early morning sun had not yet completely dispelled the chill in the hospital corridor, and the smell of disinfectant in the air was stronger than usual, almost seeping into people's bones.

Ji Wan hadn't slept all night, his eyes were bloodshot and his lips were a little chapped.

Soon, the two were sent to the operating room.

She clutched the cold metal armrests of the chair tightly, her eyes fixed on the glaring red light above the operating room.

Every beat of the numbers was like a small hammer, hitting her heart hard.

A steady but slightly messy sound of footsteps came from afar.

Ji Wan didn't look back, she could clearly recognize who it was.

Chi Wenyan's tall figure cast a shadow beside her. He carried the chill of the early morning outside, as well as a faint smell of tobacco, which was completely different from his usual meticulous and refreshing appearance.

"How is Nian Nian?" His voice was hoarse, with obvious fatigue and anxiety.

Ji Wan seemed not to hear and continued to stare at the lamp, as if he wanted to see through it.

Chi Wenyan's Adam's apple rolled, and his gaze fell on her pale face without a trace of blood. His heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand, and even breathing was painful.

"Ji Wan, I'm sorry."

He spoke with difficulty, his tone filled with suppressed regret, "I know it's useless to say anything now, but I..."

"What are you doing here?" Ji Wan finally spoke. His voice was calm without a trace of emotion, but it made people feel colder than any hysterical questioning.

She didn't look at him, her eyes still stubbornly glued to the red light, "I'm here, that's enough."

"I am Nian Nian's father." Chi Wenyan's voice deepened, with a hint of hurt persistence, "I must be here. To accompany her, and to accompany you."

"I don't need it." Ji Wan repeated, his tone still as cold as if he were keeping someone at a distance. "You being here will only distract me."

Chi Wenyan's thin lips were pressed into a straight line, and complex emotions surged in his eyes, including pain, helplessness, and deep self-blame.

He stood beside her in silence, neither trying to get closer nor leaving.

Time passes by minute by minute, and each second seems as long as a century.

Ji Wan's palms were covered in cold sweat. She could feel that all the blood in her body seemed to have frozen. Only her heart was beating wildly in her chest, making a loud thumping sound, almost jumping out of her throat.

Nian Nian's little face, Nian Nian's smile, the look of Nian Nian stretching out her little hands in dependence, scenes flashed before my eyes.

She closed her eyes, suppressed all the surging emotions, and just repeated silently in her heart over and over again: Nian Nian, you must be safe, you must get better.

Chi Wenyan stood not far away, his eyes never leaving Ji Wan and the tightly closed door of the operating room.

He looked at her tense back and her shoulders trembling slightly with nervousness, and the regret and worry in his heart swallowed him like a tsunami.

He wanted to go up to her and give her a hug, to tell her that everything would be fine, but the moment he stretched out his hand, it dropped down weakly.

He understood that he was not qualified now.

The corridor was so quiet that the only sounds were the suppressed breathing of each other and the occasional hurried footsteps of medical staff in the distance.

The lit operating light was the only focus at the moment, affecting everyone's heart.

Ji Wan's fingers turned white from excessive force. All her expectations, all her torment, all her love and fear were concentrated behind that cold door.

She was waiting, waiting for a result, waiting for a miracle that would give Nian Nian a new life.

Chi Wenyan was also waiting, with a heart full of guilt and grief, waiting for the verdict of his daughter's fate.

Five hours seemed as long as five centuries.

Every minute, every second, was like suffering in a frying pan of boiling oil. Finally, as Ji Wan stared with eyes nearly popping out of his sockets, the glaring red light above the operating room door suddenly went out.

Her heart stopped for a moment, then began beating even more wildly, almost jumping out of her chest.

The heavy door was pushed open, and the sound of metal wheels rubbing against the ground sounded like heavenly music at this moment, yet it was also filled with a breathtaking tension.

The first person to be pushed out was Sun Zhou. He was pale, his eyes were closed, and there was an IV needle on the back of his hand. The nurse pushed him and hurried to the ward in another direction.

Ji Wan's gaze stayed on him for only half a second before it was fixed on the small mobile bed following closely behind him.

Thoughts.

Her little face was paler than before, with a transparent oxygen mask covering her tiny nose. She lay there quietly, like a fragile porcelain doll.