"Master Zhan, Madam is alive now, but she has lost too much blood. We'll give her a blood transfusion first and then observe her." The doctor said with difficulty, "This is also the first time we've performed this kind of blood transfusion surgery. There are too many uncertainties. When Madam and we had a meeting to discuss this before, the worst-case scenario we made was that she wouldn't be able to hold on halfway through. But now that the surgery is over, she's still alive, which is already a great blessing."

Zhan Jingting looked at the girl on the hospital bed, "She won't die, because she can't bear to see me die. Wanwan, I know you're so tired, just hang in there, just this once..."

......

The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, hitting the window with a depressing sound.

When Jiang Dong brought the "Ghost Hand Doctor" into the villa, he asked in shock, "What happened to Wanwan?"

“Wanwan lost too much blood during the blood transfusion for Eleven, and now her life hangs by a thread. Think of a way to wake her up,” Zhan Jingting said.

"Excessive blood loss..." The eccentric healer paced anxiously back and forth. "How can we treat excessive blood loss... excessive blood loss..."

"Master Zhan, the Ghost Hand Doctor has lost his memory. Will it be dangerous for him to treat Madam?" Jiang Dong asked in a low voice.

"Wanwan is currently unconscious; we have to use every possible method."

"Too......"

The quack doctor paced back and forth for a long time, then slapped his head in despair, "I really can't remember how to cure him!"

"Calm down and think it over slowly." Zhan Jingting was at a loss. "But I hope that for Wanwan's sake, you can try your best to think it over."

“Wanwan is a good child, and I can’t bear to see anything happen to her.”

"Beep beep beep!"

The words had barely left his mouth when the instrument sounded its alarm again!

Huo Junlin was startled and hurriedly called for help, "Doctor! Doctor!"

The doctor rushed in and began to resuscitate Qiao Wanwan.

The rescue finally ended after more than ten minutes.

The doctor removed his mask, his expression grave. "Master Zhan, the current outcome is exactly what Madam expected."

"What was the result?" Zhan Jingting asked anxiously.

"During the blood transfusion, the lady suffered severe brain hypoxia, so even though she was holding on to her last breath, she was unable to wake up for a long time and was very likely to become a...vegetative state."

Zhan Jingting's tall and slender frame trembled violently. "What did you say...?"

"Madam instructed that if she really becomes a vegetable, please remove the life support and do not waste time and energy on her."

"Impossible, she wouldn't do this to me..." Zhan Jingting stepped forward and grabbed Qiao Wanwan's shoulders. "Get up and explain yourself. What gives you the right to treat me like this!"

"Master Zhan, Madam's current condition is not as simple as being in a vegetative state. More importantly, her heart could stop beating at any time, and she would need to be resuscitated at any moment. Therefore, she does not want you to live in fear every day."

"A burden..." Zhan Jingting laughed instead of getting angry, "Qiao Wanwan, since you've provoked me, don't think you can let go easily! I'm not afraid of being a burden. I said, if you die, I'll die with you! What children, what people you care about, none of them are enough to keep me alive. I must stay with you!"

"I remember now!" the miracle doctor suddenly exclaimed. "I know what to do about excessive blood loss! Medicine! Quickly, take me home to get the medicine!"

Zhan Jingting immediately ordered, "Jiang Dong, take him home!"

"yes."

To ensure more comprehensive treatment, Zhan Jingting took Qiao Wanwan to the hospital.

In one day, Qiao Wanwan underwent five emergency treatments, each time pulling her back from the brink of death.

As family members gradually learned the truth, they were all too saddened to speak. The atmosphere in Wutong Bay was even more oppressive than the gloomy sky outside.

"Jingting, have something to eat." Ruan Wanyi brought food into the ward, and when she saw Qiao Wanwan on the hospital bed, tears welled up in her eyes again. "If you don't eat or drink like this, how will you take care of Wanwan if your health collapses? Listen to your mother and eat something."

Zhan Jingting sat on the chair by the hospital bed, his gaze fixed on Qiao Wanwan's face, not wanting to look away for even a second. "I'm not hungry."

“If you don’t eat, Wanwan will be angry. Mommy didn’t ask you to leave her, so eat something here. If Wanwan is conscious and knows you’re eating, she’ll be happy, won’t she?”

Ruan Wanyi moved a small table over and put the food on it. "Eat quickly, don't make Wanwan worry about you."

Zhan Jingting then picked up his chopsticks and forced himself to swallow.

Ruan Wanyi fetched a hot towel and wiped Qiao Wanwan's face. "Poor child, Mom knows she was wrong. Wake up, Mom will make it up to you. Mom will treat you very, very well from now on..."

Zhan Jingting didn't have much of an appetite. He took a couple of bites, put down his chopsticks, and asked, "How was the National Day holiday?"

"He hasn't woken up yet. The doctor said it's because he had a full-body blood transfusion, and his body needs time to adapt. But all his data are normal, so he should wake up soon."

Zhan Jingting's heart still ached as he recalled Qiao Wanwan's pale face at the time. "Wanwan is Eleven's biological mother. How can a direct relative donate blood?"

"Wanwan has undergone a lot of procedures. Her blood is filtered by instruments first to make sure it will not have any impact on Eleven's health before she can have a blood transfusion. She has really gone through so much."

Zhan Jingting closed his eyes in anguish, "If I could, I would rather not have this child, Eleven, than lose Wanwan..."

“Jingting, I understand how you feel, but you also need to understand how Wanwan feels as a mother.” Ruan Wanyi choked up. “I asked Wanwan if, since her blood could be given to Eleven, my blood could also be given to you. If it could, I wouldn’t hesitate at all and I would definitely agree. That’s a mother’s mindset.”

“But Wanwan said that this surgery can only be done when the child is young, and the younger the better. Now it’s too late for me to give you a blood transfusion. Jingting, things have come to this. We can only pray that Eleven will be free from the nightmare of the Zhan family, and that Wanwan will wake up. Eleven is your and Wanwan’s child. This is a blessing from heaven for our Zhan family.”

"It's a blessing for the Zhan family, but not for me and Wanwan," Zhan Jingting said with a wry smile. "I really want to have a child with her, I dream about it all the time, but the prerequisite is that she has to live well and stay by my side. Only then will having a child be the icing on the cake."

Ruan Wanyi was speechless and choked with sobs, silently shedding tears.

"Young Master!" Aunt Zheng knocked on the door and came in. "The young master is awake!"

Ruan Wanyi was delighted. "Did you call a doctor? How is Eleven's health?"

"The doctor is examining you."

"Jingting, you stay here and watch over Wanwan. Mom will go check on her."

"Um."

Not long after, Ruan Wanyi returned. "Jingting, finally some good news! Eleven's health is perfectly normal. He'll need to stay in the hospital for a while for observation. If he doesn't relapse, it means we've succeeded!"

The man's handsome face remained expressionless. He took Qiao Wanwan's hand and lowered his head to kiss the back of her hand. "Wanwan, can you hear me? Our child is awake. A child can't be without a mother. Wake up, and we'll take care of him together, raise him together..."

"Beep beep beep!"

The instrument sounded the alarm again!