No one knows how he got through that night, or how much inner torment he endured.

But none of that matters anymore.

Now that Ling'er is perfectly fine in front of him, all the suffering he has endured is worthwhile.

Ye Ling'er was conscious at this time, but her body needed rest after childbirth and amniotic fluid embolism.

Therefore, she could only be conscious, but unable to move her body.

Trapped inside the body, Ye Ling'er looked at Nangong Ci, who was crying uncontrollably beside her, and felt both anxious and heartbroken.

"Aci, I'm fine, don't cry."

"It breaks my heart to see you like this."

No matter how much Ye Ling'er said, Nangong Ci couldn't hear her.

After an unknown amount of time, Nangong Ci finally stopped venting his emotions.

Nangong Ci held Ye Ling'er's hand tightly and said gently, "Ling'er, neither the baby nor I can live without you. You must get better soon."

Upon hearing about the baby, Ye Ling'er immediately became interested.

Unfortunately, she couldn't speak.

Nangong Ci continued, "By the way, you haven't met the baby yet, have you? She's a beautiful little girl just like you, but because she was born prematurely, she's currently receiving treatment in the neonatal intensive care unit."

Hearing that the baby was still undergoing treatment, Ye Ling'er was extremely worried.

She desperately wanted to wake up soon so she could see the precious treasure she had risked her life for.

"You should rest well and try to wake up soon. Then I'll take you to see our baby, okay?" Nangong Ci's voice was full of affection.

Upon hearing this, Ye Ling'er nodded in agreement.

Yes! She needs to get better quickly so she can wake up soon and see her baby.

...

On the other side.

Inside a dark villa in the capital city.

Ye Song frowned, knocked on the door, and a voice from inside said, "Come in."

Ye Song then pushed open the door and entered.

The room was pitch black and nothing could be seen. It took Ye Song quite a while to get used to the brightness of the room.

Only then did I find the person I wanted to see.

Just as Ye Song was about to speak, the figure spoke first from the darkness, "Failed?"

Ye Song's expression changed, and he said, "The matter was successful. Ye Ling'er and Madam Nangong were taken to a private hospital under the Ye Group by Nangong Ci, who rushed over. The specific details are unknown; the other party has clearly blocked the news."

The man said, "Oh? So it was a success?"

Ye Song continued, "The driver who caused the accident was arrested by Ye Mohan's men."

"waste!"

Hearing this, Ye Wenyao said disdainfully, "You can't even handle such a small matter, what use are you to me!"

Ye Song kept his head down and didn't say anything.

He also felt he had no reason to argue, given how things had come to this point.

As the executor, he bears a great responsibility.

Ye Wenyao said coldly, "Get ready, we'll be leaving soon."

Ye Song looked at the sky, which was just beginning to lighten, and then asked, "Where did Brother Wen go?"

"Where to? My niece had an accident, so as her uncle, I naturally have to go and offer my condolences, and also take the opportunity to admire the results."

...

In a private hospital.

She didn't know how much time had passed, but when Ye Ling'er woke up again, it was already dawn outside.

Ye Ling'er remembered the voice she heard while trapped in her consciousness and immediately wanted to get up anxiously.

But as soon as she exerted force, a piercing pain shot through her lower abdomen, causing her forehead to break out in a cold sweat.

Just then, Nangong Ci came out of the restroom.

Upon seeing this, he rushed over anxiously.

"Ling'er, what's wrong? Where do you feel uncomfortable? Tell me, and I'll call the doctor right away."

After saying that, he pressed the call button on the bedside table.

Ye Ling'er tried to stop her, but it was too late.

Just as she finally recovered and was about to speak, a large group of medical staff rushed in through the door.

The leading doctor was the head of the hospital's obstetrics and gynecology department. As soon as he saw Ye Ling'er wake up, he quickly stepped forward and asked, "Young Madam Nangong, you're awake. Is anything bothering you?"

Before Ye Ling'er could speak, Nangong Ci interrupted, "Quick, look! She was clutching her stomach in pain just now."

The director followed the gaze and immediately understood when he saw Ye Ling'er's appearance.

"Did Madam Nangong accidentally aggravate her surgical wound just now?"

Ye Ling'er nodded, looking embarrassed.

She originally wanted to tell Nangong Ci that she was fine, but had just accidentally aggravated her C-section wound.

But to everyone's surprise, Nangong Ci rang the bell so quickly.

I never expected the medical staff to arrive so promptly.

Hearing this, the director smiled and said, "Then I'll examine the young mistress to see how she's recovering. Mr. Nangong, would you like to excuse yourself?"

Nangong Ci said, "No need. Ling'er will be scared. I'll stay here with her while you do your examination."

Nangong Ci acted as if to say, "You do your thing, I'll take care of my wife," as if the two were completely unrelated.

Upon hearing this, Ye Ling'er quickly said, "I'm not afraid. Go outside and wait for me."

She knew, of course, that she hadn't worn pants during childbirth, and the unusual sensation down there told her that she must have had a catheter inserted and an incision.

She didn't want Nangong Ci to see her in that disheveled state.

She hoped that in his eyes, she would always be the most beautiful version of herself.

Upon hearing this, Nangong Ci frowned and said helplessly, "Ling'er, be good, your husband will stay with you."

Before Ye Ling'er could say anything, the director's voice rang out first.

"Young Madam, since President Nangong is willing to stay here, let him stay. It's good that President Nangong knows how hard you've worked, so he'll cherish you even more."

Furthermore, you won't be able to care for your wound by yourself later on, and it's fortunate that he's here, so I can ask him to help you with its care.

Nangong Ci did not speak.

His eyes remained fixed on Ye Ling'er.

Ye Ling'er originally wanted to refuse, but after hearing the second half of the director's words, she nodded shyly.

Nangong Ci breathed a sigh of relief.

After the inspection and instructions were given, the director left.

Ye Ling'er looked shyly at Nangong Ci, who was washing her lower body, but her heart was filled with gratitude.

She never expected that Nangong Ci would personally wash her body.

After all, if it were me, I'd probably despise myself too.

Nangong Ci carefully wiped Ye Ling'er's face, his eyes showing no disgust, only heartache.

At this moment, he wished he were a woman so he could take Ye Ling'er's place and bear all this pain.

When he pressed on her stomach just now, he saw Ye Ling'er's pale face and the mask of pain on her face, and his heart ached.

He hated himself for not understanding the pain of childbirth before he got pregnant. If he had known, he would rather not have the child than let Ling'er suffer so much.

A moment later, Nangong Ci covered Ye Ling'er with the blanket again and said to her, "You lie down and rest, I'll go tidy up."