"Xiaoyi, be good and listen to me. Didn't you just promise me? I will become the brightest star in the night sky and watch over you and bless you. Xiaoyi, I want you to be happy. I will only be happy in heaven if you are happy."

"There was once a story that said, if I die before the woman I love, then, my baby, don't be afraid, I will find an angel to love you in my place. I've found Lin Hongyu, this wonderful man, to protect you in my place. You must promise me, okay?... Xiaoyi..."

Ou Zihan was extremely tired. As the sad, hoarse voice stopped, he finally couldn't hold on any longer and slowly closed his eyes...

"No, no! Zihan, I won't agree! I absolutely won't agree! Wake up, Zihan, wake up! ... What are you all standing there for? Get her to the hospital! Get her to the hospital!" Luo Xiaoyi cried and shouted wildly. Then, her legs went weak, her vision went black, and she fainted. Lin Hongyu quickly caught her.

Everyone then realized what had happened and quickly took Ou Zihan to the hospital.

Mrs. Ou was shocked. She was a woman who never shed tears, but seeing her son covered in blood, she also burst into tears. She ran after the people carrying Ou Zihan, but her high heels slipped and her foot twisted painfully. She didn't care anymore, threw away her high heels, and ran barefoot, desperately rushing forward.

Han'er, you won't die, you definitely won't die, Mommy will never let you die! Even if you've already stepped into hell, Mommy will pull you back!

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Sitting on the plane, looking at her son, who was covered in bright red blood and motionless, tears streamed down her face.

...

In a medical school ward.

After Luo Xiaoyi underwent surgery to remove the bullet, she had been unconscious for three days and three nights. During these three days and three nights, Lin Hongyu took care of Luo Xiaoyi without rest or sleep.

For the past few days, she had been running a high fever. Lin Hongyu would wrap ice in a towel and place it under her armpits to cool her down. Afraid that she wouldn't be able to stand having ice in one place for too long, he would change the location for her every half hour. Whenever he saw that Luo Xiaoyi's lips were slightly dry and wrinkled, he would quickly feed her water.

Luo Bin, Han Yue, and Li Qianrui were all busy taking care of Luo Xiaoyi. They offered to take turns looking after her, but Lin Hongyu firmly disagreed. He insisted on seeing Luo Xiaoyi wake up before he could feel at ease. The others couldn't persuade him otherwise, so they had to let him have his way.

On the morning of the fourth day, just as dawn was breaking, Luo Xiaoyi woke up. The first thing she saw when she opened her eyes was the hospital again, and she was receiving an IV drip once more. She looked to her side and saw Lin Hongyu asleep, lying on his side beside the bed.

What about Zihan? Zihan can't be dead!

Her eyes were burning and red, and a tear slid involuntarily down her cheek. The first thing she did upon opening her eyes was to look for Zihan. She wanted to get out of bed to find Zihan, but as she tried to sit up, she found her body stiff and unable to move. Her hands gripped the edge of the bed tightly, and she realized that her wrists were throbbing with pain. Her other arm was in even more pain, as if it were about to break; it had been wounded by a gunshot and was now completely powerless.

However, she tried again, and her movements woke up Lin Hongyu, who had just dozed off.

Lin Hongyu suddenly looked up, his eyes flashing with surprise. He excitedly grasped Luo Xiaoyi's hand tightly, "Xiaoyi, you're finally awake." Tears were clearly glistening in his bewitching black eyes.

Luo Xiaoyi looked at him. He looked haggard and had dark circles under his eyes. A layer of dark stubble had grown on his handsome and sexy chin. He used to be a clean-cut and handsome boy, but now he had become a haggard and weathered man, with exhaustion and melancholy in his eyes.

Seeing that look in his eyes, her heart was filled with bitterness. She didn't want to torment him, but she was tormenting him without even realizing it.

"Hongyu, where's Zihan?" Luo Xiaoyi stared intently at Lin Hongyu, tears welling up in her eyes. She was terrified, terrified of hearing bad news. Her breath ached, and her heart pounded...

“He’s also at the medical school.” Lin Hongyu said in a low voice. He didn’t know how to start the conversation. He was afraid that Xiaoyi, who had just woken up, wouldn’t be able to handle it and would faint again. She had already suffered enough, and he didn’t want her to suffer again.

"So he didn't die, right? He's still alive, right?" Luo Xiaoyi looked at him, tears streaming down her pale face. She desperately wanted to know the answer, but she was also terrified of hearing the bad news she didn't want to hear. Her heart was tense and conflicted, as if it were being torn apart.

"Yes, he's not dead, he's still alive." Lin Hongyu looked at her thoughtfully, telling her this so that she wouldn't feel too bad and could focus on recovering. Looking at her pale and frail body, she couldn't bear any more blows.

It was all his fault for not protecting her. She had gone through so many terrible things, and he knew nothing about it. He felt deeply guilty. So, from today onward, he would carefully protect her and never let her suffer even the slightest harm again.

"He's really alive, really alive? That's wonderful! I knew God wouldn't be so cruel. I'm going to see him." Her dark, tear-filled eyes flashed with unprecedented joy. She wiped away her tears, grabbed the edge of the bed again, and tried hard to get up.

Lin Hongyu quickly helped her sit up. "Xiaoyi, you can't even move right now, how can you go? You need to recover first before you go, okay? My housekeeper will bring the food over right away, eat something first."

Lin Hongyu's warm voice rang out as he gently smoothed her disheveled hair with his long, slender, fair hand. He looked at her with eyes full of heartache.

"No, I have to see him now. I can stand up, I can do it." Luo Xiaoyi looked at him with an unwavering attitude. She wouldn't give up until she saw Ou Zihan. Zihan was so badly injured, even if he was alive, his life was hanging by a thread. How could she eat? She had to go and be with him, to take care of him.

As she spoke, Luo Xiaoyi struggled to move her body, gritting her teeth and using all her strength to get out of bed.

"Xiaoyi, Madam Ou is furious and won't let anyone in. I only found out about Ou Zihan through Han Yue, so don't waste your time. You won't see him anyway. Why don't you eat first, and then we can discuss this further, okay?"

Lin Hongyu's gentle tone and pleading voice were truly heartbreaking. This woman was so weak, yet she seemed completely reckless. How could this continue? What if she collapsed again?

"Even if it means climbing mountains of knives or plunging into boiling oil, I'm going. I can't care about anything else now. I want to see Zihan. I want to see him."

Luo Xiaoyi cried anxiously, tears streaming down her face. She hated her own weak body, unable to get out of bed for half a day, and not even having the strength to walk to Zihan's side. When did she become so helpless? Once again, she mustered her strength and twisted her body, trying to get out of bed.