Chapter 178 It's good that you're alright.

Ah Gui swayed, pressed himself against the wall, and remained silent with his head down.

The once solid figure had become much more transparent, and its once agile limbs had become sluggish.

Even the large broom in his hand was now faintly visible.

Lin Yan'an's heart sank when he saw it like this.

Even Ah Gui has become so weak? He can't even speak?!

What about Zhong Wan?!

He dared not think any further, nor did he have time to think any more. He quickly walked to the recliner where Zhong Wan usually rested, carefully laid her down, and turned to the accompanying medical staff, saying in a deep voice, "Please help me check her out."

"Okay, Mr. Lin."

The head of the accompanying medical team, Dr. Duan Yefang, a middle-aged woman with short hair, immediately agreed and raised her hand to signal.

The team members behind him immediately sprang into action.

They instantly surrounded Zhong Wan.

"Mr. Lin, please move aside."

Duan Yefang stood beside Lin Yan'an and politely gestured, "I need to take Comrade Zhong Wan's pulse."

"good."

Lin Yan'an stood up and stood aside, but his gaze was fixed on Zhong Wan's face.

Compared to when she was at the Zhou family home, her brow was now much more relaxed, her breathing was no longer rapid and became more even, and her face, which had just retained some color, was now even more rosy.

On the surface alone, her subtle change did reassure Lin Yan'an somewhat.

However, just to be on the safe side, I'll have someone check it again.

Although he doesn't understand medicine, he can still understand the doctor's examination results.

Moreover, Lin Yan'an also wanted to confirm it again.

To confirm that his persistence was meaningful, and to confirm that her condition was indeed improving.

The words Dr. Qian spoke before his departure still weighed heavily on his mind.

"Strange, very strange. Her pulse... she's clearly beyond saving, on the verge of death, yet she doesn't seem critically ill. And there seems to be a faint life force within her!"

"There's no hope of recovery, is he on the verge of death...?"

Lin Yan'an silently repeated Dr. Qian's words in her heart, nervously looking at Dr. Duan who was taking her pulse, and then at Zhong Wan.

His hands, hanging by his sides, were clenched so tightly they turned white. His gaze was fixed on the two people in front of him and behind them. His Adam's apple bobbed uncontrollably, and he even dared not breathe too hard, as if afraid of interfering with Dr. Duan's examination.

Grandpa Zhou and Uncle Zhao were equally nervous; Dr. Qian's words were still ringing in their ears.

However, looking at Zhong Wan's face and then at the serious-looking Old Master Zhou, Uncle Zhao couldn't help but step forward, reach out to support him, and whispered to comfort him, "Don't worry, Grandpa, Wanwan will definitely be alright."

"I see that Wanwan's complexion is much better than before she came here. It seems that this place is really helpful to her."

"Um."

On this point, Old Master Zhou also agreed, nodding sullenly while keeping his gaze fixed ahead.

"Vital signs are stable, and all parameters are within the normal range."

"Director Duan, the test results are all normal. Comrade Zhong Wan's vital signs are stable, but she is in a deep sleep of unknown cause. We recommend continued observation."

Duan Yefang nodded slightly upon hearing this. She slowly withdrew her hand from Zhong Wan's wrist, her gaze filled with confusion and a hint of disbelief.

She glanced at the unconscious Zhong Wan with a complex expression, then stood up and looked at the crowd in front of her.

Finally, his gaze fell on Lin Yan'an, whose expression was tense: "Mr. Lin..."

She paused, seemingly trying to figure out how to organize her thoughts to describe this strange pulse.

"My pulse diagnosis results are not much different from the machine's results. Comrade Zhong Wan is indeed currently in a deep hibernation state."

Dr. Duan frowned slightly, his tone grave and puzzled: "According to her pulse, her current condition is somewhat...special?"

"Logically speaking, a pulse that is deep, thin, weak, and almost imperceptible is a typical sign of severe depletion of vital energy and exhaustion of essence. People with this pulse will often have a pale complexion and weak breath, even if their vital signs are stable."

At this point, she turned to look at Zhong Wan, her eyes filled with even deeper doubt as she looked at her rosy complexion: "But Comrade Zhong Wan's face is rosy and her expression is serene, which is really unusual."

"Moreover, beneath this strange and extremely weak pulse, I actually sensed a long and continuous source of vital energy..."

"It's like a seemingly withered tree, but its underground root system is still full of vitality and is still living tenaciously."

"I have never seen anything like this in my more than 30 years of medical practice."

After speaking, Dr. Duan looked at Lin Yan'an and then at Pang Wenyao, his tone serious: "I suggest that no medical intervention be carried out for the time being."

"Zhong Wan is currently in an extremely delicate state of equilibrium, and for now, the focus is on observation."

Upon hearing this, Pang Wenyao glanced around uncertainly, his gaze naturally not missing Old Master Zhou, who instantly breathed a sigh of relief.

A subtle glint flashed in his eyes, then he turned to look at Lin Yan'an.

His tense expression eased slightly, and emotions surged within his deep, scarlet eyes.

Lin Yan'an opened his mouth, wanting to say something but remained silent for a long time, as if something was stuck in his throat. When he finally managed to make a sound, his voice was slightly hoarse: "Thank you..."

From near death to deep sleep.

From subtle signs of life to a stable state

At that moment, he was incredibly grateful for his choice, grateful that he had insisted on bringing her back.

Lin Yan'an took a deep breath to calm her tense emotions, looked up at Dr. Duan, then turned to look at Pang Wenyao, her voice still hoarse, but exceptionally firm: "It's good that Wanwan is alright."

"No matter how long it takes, I will wait for her to wake up."

He paused for a moment: "I can't keep an eye on things for now. I'll contact you immediately if anything unusual happens."

"Wanwan... needs to rest well. She doesn't need medical care at the shop for the time being."

"Mr. Lin!"

Upon hearing this, Dr. Duan frowned, looking at Lin Yan'an with obvious disapproval, and even raised his voice considerably.

"Ye Fang! Listen to Yan An!"

Director Qin strode in, his voice steady and powerful, interrupting Dr. Duan before he could finish speaking.

He walked over quickly, first looking at Zhong Wan, who was lying on the recliner, breathing steadily and with a rosy complexion, and then at the people in front of him.

"Ye Fang".

Director Qin's voice was serious: "Comrade Zhong Wan's situation is special and cannot be understood in the usual way. Alright, let's leave it at that for now and follow Yan An's arrangements."

"Wen Yao, take them out and make some arrangements. Although they don't need to be constantly monitored, they still need to be on standby at any time."

"yes."

Pang Wenyao nodded in agreement, raised his hand to signal, and led the medical team in front of him away.

Dr. Duan opened his mouth, but ultimately remained silent. Although somewhat surprised, he obeyed the order immediately because of Director Qin's firm attitude.

After everyone left, Lin Yan'an walked up to Zhong Wan, knelt down, and took her hand.

Looking at her sleeping face, I murmured in my heart, "Wanwan, let's go home."

"Please wake up soon..."