"Young lady, the Ninth Madam has arrived."

Pei Mingzhu then turned around abruptly, her eyes brimming with tears as she looked at Ye Ningwan, her gaze filled with a mixture of resentment and bitterness.

"Why are you only arriving now?! Do you know how long I've been waiting for you? Are you trying to run away?"

Ye Ningwan felt helpless when she met Pei Mingzhu's distrustful gaze.

She ignored Pei Mingzhu, but stood by the glass wall and glanced into the ICU before speaking to Pei Mingzhu.

"Don't worry, I will definitely wake him up. After all, I've taken your money, so what I do will be worth it. That's a fair trade."

As she spoke, Ye Ningwan gave instructions to Pei Mingzhu's personal assistant.

"Take your eldest daughter downstairs to rest first. Fang Ruotang won't wake up so quickly, so let her get some sleep first. Otherwise, she won't be able to hold on before Fang Ruotang wakes up."

The same applies to personal assistants.

He cautiously advised Pei Mingzhu.

“Young lady, Madam Jiu is right. You should go and rest first. Otherwise, if you collapse before the young lady wakes up, who will take care of her?”

Even though her personal assistant said so, Pei Mingzhu still shook her head in disagreement and insisted on staying at the ICU entrance to wait.

"How can that be? Tangtang is still suffering inside, and you want me to go to sleep? How can I go to sleep? What if Tangtang..."

Before Pei Mingzhu could finish speaking, her vision suddenly went black and she collapsed.

Upon seeing this, the personal assistant immediately helped Pei Mingzhu, who had fainted.

He looked up, his eyes filled with ferocity, and roared at Ye Ningwan with bloodshot eyes.

"Ninth Madam, what are you doing?!"