Fu Ziyi, who had been squatting on the ground, was the first to stand up and rush to the operating room door to wait for his second brother to come out.

Qin Song stood still, and the more this was the case, the less he wanted to hear any news.

They were afraid of hearing bad news.

The woman asked, "Doctor, how is he?"

The doctor appeared highly stressed and replied, "It's not good. If the stitches go smoothly, we'll be out of danger, but the problem now is that there's fine dirt and sand on the incision, and bacteria have gotten in. It needs to be cleaned, which is greatly hindering the stitches. We urgently need a blood transfusion."

Upon hearing this, Fu Ziyi rolled up his shirt sleeves without saying a word: "I can accept losing to you."

Fu Sinan immediately grabbed his hand and pressed him down: "Fu Sansui, are you having another episode?"

The doctor then said, "We've already taken blood from the blood bank. The best doctors are here, so don't worry, we will do everything we can to save the patient."

He used emergency treatment.

Two hours have passed, and they're still trying to save him.

The parting sister-in-law couldn't help but cry, tears streaming down her face, but she didn't utter a single sob.

"You must cure my brother."

"Of course, but I also want to tell everyone to be mentally prepared."

The doctor, unwilling to see the pale faces and sorrowful expressions of the patient's family, lowered his head and closed the operating room door again after speaking.

Fu Yunmo staggered back a step, his eyes instantly reddening.

Qin Song quickly supported him: "Third Young Master, don't worry, don't worry, nothing will happen."

Although I tried to comfort him, his voice trembled at that moment, filled with unbearable pain and fear.

Whenever doctors encounter a critical moment while rescuing a patient, they always ask the family members to be prepared.

But how do we prepare?

Do you have to accept the fact that your loved one has passed away in just a few hours?

No one can accept it, and no one can accept it.

They could only cling to that faint hope and wait, each lost in their own thoughts.

At this moment, no one could utter a word; they could only wait silently, hoping that Fu Jincheng could hold on, and that the doctor could clean the mud and sand from the wound as soon as possible so that the stitches could be put on quickly.

What they think about most is their childhood.

Fu Sinan, in particular, thought that he used to play pranks on his second brother when they were young. If he had known that he would suffer this calamity, he would have respected him from a young age.

Fu Xiuchen breathed heavily, a mix of emotions welling up inside him.

Just then, footsteps were heard again.

I no longer have the mind to see who has come this time.

"elder brother."

It was Xiao Jinhan's voice.

He took Tang Yaoyao back to the old house, coaxed her to go to sleep, and then drove over.

Looking at his brothers, he moved his lips: "Second Brother..."

As he spoke, he stopped talking.

Every time they inquired about their second brother's situation, it was torture for them, and it was no different for him.

...

The Fu family's old residence.

Tang Yaoyao tossed and turned on the bed, unable to fall asleep.

I have a feeling that something is wrong.

She's a doctor, so why was she never aware that she had sleepwalking disorder?

This illness came on so suddenly that she felt uneasy and didn't even want to sleep, worried that she would sleepwalk again and do something.

I checked the time; it was already 7 a.m., so I decided not to sleep.

I opened the door to the room and went downstairs as usual.

The servants in the house greeted her respectfully when they saw her: "Young Miss".

"Um."

She yawned and went to the restaurant.

Breakfast at home is always arranged by my sister-in-law.

At this time, she would usually be in the restaurant preparing nutritious meals for the young masters of the Fu family.

However, there was no sign of Sister-in-law Li in the restaurant; there was only an older woman.

The aunt seemed to have been waiting for her for a long time. When she saw her coming, a smile appeared on her face, and she asked, "Miss, you're awake. Breakfast is ready. Would you like some sugar in your milk?"

Sugar should be added to the milk; Sister-in-law Li knew the dietary habits of everyone in the Fu family.

If she couldn't come, she would have informed the aunt in advance of such details. How could she have left without saying anything?

This doesn't seem like how my sister-in-law does things.

Her delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly, instinctively sensing that something was amiss. Her sister-in-law must have left in a hurry and hadn't had time to say goodbye.

She asked, "Where is Sister-in-law Li?"

"She had something to do at home and went out."

Home?

This is the home of my departing sister-in-law.

Tang Yaoyao quickly stepped forward: "Has something happened to Sister-in-law Libie?"

“I’m not quite sure either. She called me in the middle of the night and said she had something to do and asked me to prepare breakfast for you.”

Tang Yaoyao looked at the dining table and saw that it was indeed breakfast for just her.

What about the others?

Tang Yaoyao's eyelids twitched, and that feeling of unease washed over her once again.

Where did my brother and the others go?

The auntie replied respectfully, "The young masters never tell us servants where they're going, so I don't know either."

"What about my fourth brother?"

The aunt looked up at her with some confusion: "The fourth young master left at five in the morning, didn't you know?"

Tang Yaoyao clearly remembered the time.

Around 5 a.m., Xiao Jinhan brought her back.

Why did you leave right after dropping her off?

Something must have happened.

Suddenly, I recalled the moment I woke up last night covered in blood, and when I looked back at my brother as I left the hospital, I saw the myriad emotions in his eyes, as well as the suppressed weariness.

Tang Yaoyao was incredibly clever; after thinking about it, she guessed that what happened last night might not be so simple.

"I'm going out. When my brother and the others come back in a little while, just tell them I went to the company."

The aunt quickly said, "Miss, please eat before you leave."

"No need, thank you."

Tang Yaoyao turned and walked out, then drove away.

She searched for the villa her older brother had mentioned, her heart in utter turmoil.

They must be hiding something from her. This is so unusual. When she woke up this morning, her brothers were nowhere to be found.

Just then, the phone rang; it was Xiao Jinhan calling.

Tang Yaoyao collected her thoughts and answered the phone.

"Hello?"

"You're awake."

His voice sounded somewhat tired.

Tang Yaoyao gave a soft "hmm," wanting to ask where he had gone, but then she thought that since her brothers didn't want her to know, she couldn't bring herself to say it outright.

There was a few seconds of silence on the phone, then his voice came through again: "Something came up at the company last night, so I went there."

"I see."

Xiao Jinhan added, "Your brother and the others should have gone to the golf course. They're eating breakfast alone, so make sure you eat well and don't go hungry."

"Okay, why are you being so thoughtful today?"

He didn't reply: "Rest a little longer."

"Um."

Without saying much, she let out a long sigh after hanging up the phone, as if nothing had happened.

Perhaps she's overthinking it.

Just as she was relaxing, she caught a glimpse of a villa out of the corner of her eye.