Ji Zhinan wanted to say something, but her mind was blank and she didn't know what to say.

Ji Zhixia finally struggled to break free from the threat of death. She fell to the ground in a mess, covering her neck, coughing and breathing in fresh air in big gulps.

"Xia Xia..." Mrs. Ji was so frightened by Ji Zhinan's bloodthirsty eyes that she trembled and dared not to speak or step forward.

Finally seeing that her daughter was safe, she hurried over to support Ji Zhixia.

Seeing her daughter’s flushed face, she felt very distressed.

"Be good, Xia Xia, mommy is here..."

Because of Ji Zhinan's appearance and Gu Yibei's kick, the Mu family lost face and stood there without moving.

Mrs. Ji was worried about Ji Zhixia, and Aunt Min was still rolling on the ground in pain.

Unexpectedly, Ji Pengfei, his biological son, did not rush up to inquire about his father's condition at this time. Instead, he sat there with a cold face looking at Ji Zhinan who was nervously asking about the situation.

Soon the old man was pushed out, his body covered with bandages, his face pale, and his breathing weak. If Qin Yu hadn't told them that the old man was still alive, Ji Zhinan would have really thought that the old man was gone.

"He was first taken to the intensive care unit for observation. Although his life has been saved, the next few days are still critical and something could happen at any time."

Qin Yu calmly gave instructions to the doctor, and the doctor and nurses pushed the old man to the intensive care unit.

Ji Zhinan was worried about the old man, and his eyes were always following the stretcher.

Seeing the opportunity, Mu Daxiang hurriedly stepped forward with a smile and apologized.

"It's great that the old man is okay. Everyone is happy. Hahahaha..."

“…” No one answered him.

There was a visible awkwardness in the air. The smile on Mu Daxiang's face froze for a long time, then he quickly smiled awkwardly and continued.

"Mr. Gu, I'm so sorry. That brat just now didn't know what was good for him and offended me. It's my fault for not raising him well. Please don't take it to heart."

"Do you still remember me? My name is Mu Daxiang. I gave you two pieces of land before, hehe..."

It was as if there was air across from him. Gu Yibei didn't even look at him. He turned around and hugged Ji Zhinan in his arms, whispering, "Let's go see Grandpa, ok?"

"Yeah." Ji Zhinan nodded, glanced at the three members of the Ji family before leaving, and then went to the intensive care unit with Gu Yibei to take care of the old man.

The remaining Mu and Ji families were embarrassed and cried in pain.

………

The old man was settled down by the nurse, and Ji Zhinan and Gu Yibei sat beside the bed in sterile suits.

Both of the old man's hands were bound with thick plaster and gauze, and the blood stains on them had not been wiped clean.

For some reason, after just a few days of not seeing him, Ji Zhinan felt that the old man had lost weight.

His eyes were sore and Ji Zhinan frowned, trying not to cry.

Sometimes, I really don’t know which will come next, an accident or tomorrow.

Gu Yibei tiptoed out of the intensive care unit, and Qin Yu came to wait after washing his hands and changing his clothes.

Seeing Gu Yibei coming out, Qin Yu took a look inside through the small window on the door of the intensive care unit.

"What are the chances of waking up?"

Gu Yibei didn't waste time and went straight to the point.

Qin Yu looked at him and shook his head: "Less than 20%."

“…”

"A vegetative state is one in which the cerebral cortex function is severely damaged, and the patient is in an irreversible deep coma and has lost consciousness, but the subcortical center can maintain autonomous breathing and heartbeat."