Speaking of this, Zhao Lihan's voice trembled slightly, as if filled with endless reluctance and guilt.
Wang Xiaolan looked into his deep eyes and felt an indescribable reluctance in her heart.
As the night deepened, moonlight streamed down the window like water. The two of them embraced each other tightly and walked into their own room.
They arrived at the bedroom within the space. Soft lighting illuminated the entire room, creating an ambiguous and romantic atmosphere. The bed was covered with soft bedding, emitting a faint fragrance.
The two of them couldn't wait to climb onto the bed, their bodies entwined. Their lips touched, feather-soft, before they kissed passionately. Their hands also became restless, roaming over each other's skin, igniting balls of fiery passion.
Their bodies rubbed against each other, feeling each other's warmth and scent. Every touch was like an electric current flowing through their bodies, bringing a trembling pleasure. Sometimes they whispered softly, expressing their love; sometimes they laughed heartily, enjoying this wonderful moment.
It's like being in the clouds, soaring freely. Passion surges like a tide...
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Kyoto Hospital.
Emergency room, in the corridor.
Liang Qiushi had a solemn expression on his face, his hands tightly clenched together, his brows furrowed into the shape of a "川" character. From time to time, he raised his head to look at the tightly closed door of the emergency room, silently praying in his heart that his mother-in-law who was receiving emergency treatment inside would be safe.
Tan Xiaoling on the side kept pacing on the spot, her eyes full of anxiety and worry, and she kept muttering: "Mom, please don't be in trouble..." The young Tan Xiaoxiao stood there quietly, tugging at the corner of her clothes with her little hands, her eyes red, as if she would cry at any time.
At this moment, a nurse hurriedly walked past them carrying a tray and quickly walked into the emergency room. Then, another nurse came over with new medical supplies and also hurriedly entered the heart-wrenching door.
Various medical devices and medicines were placed on the tray, which flashed coldly under the light, as if foreshadowing that this battle with death would not be easy.
At that moment, at the end of the long, silent hospital corridor, a sudden burst of hurried, heavy footsteps echoed, as if the entire corridor were trembling slightly at the noise. The three of them looked in the direction of the sound and saw a figure rushing towards them.
Looking closely, it turned out to be Tan Wei! His face was full of anxiety, and there were a few beads of sweat on his forehead. It was obvious that he had been running all the way here.
Tan Xiaoxiao, with her sharp eyes, was the first to spot her father. At that moment, all the sorrow and fear washed over her like a flood. Without hesitation, she took a step forward and rushed over like an arrow. In the blink of an eye, she was in her father's broad, warm embrace, tears streaming down her face like beads from a broken string.
"Dad..." Tan Xiaoxiao choked up, her voice trembling so much that it was almost impossible to hear what she was saying. But from the way she tightly hugged her father's hands and the way her shoulders kept shaking, it was clear how much she needed her father's comfort and support at this moment.
"Dad, what should we do? Mom won't just leave like this!"
Tan Wei reached out and gently touched Tan Xiaoling's silky hair, patting her head softly, his eyes filled with love and determination. He lowered his head slightly, looking Tan Xiaoling in the eye, and said in a gentle and steady voice, "Xiaoxiao, don't worry! You have to trust Daddy. Your mom will never leave us, because I'm here. Even if there are many difficulties ahead, I will do everything I can to get your mom back."
Just as he was comforting Xiao Xiao, a serious-looking doctor in a white coat came out of the emergency room and saw Tan Wei. He hurried over. He frowned, his eyes revealing a hint of helplessness and anxiety.
Arriving before Tan Wei, the doctor took a deep breath and slowly spoke, "Principal Tan, I'm truly sorry. Your wife's condition... is a bit tricky, and I'm afraid it will be difficult to treat. I suggest you go in and take a look yourself! Honestly, we've tried our best, but the situation isn't optimistic at the moment."
Hearing the doctor's words, Tan Wei's face instantly turned pale as paper and his body shook involuntarily.
Xiao Xiao in his arms cried out anxiously when he heard this: "Dad, Mommy..." Then she burst into tears. Seeing this, Tan Xiaoling quickly pulled Xiao Xiao over and said, "Xiao Xiao, don't cry, let Daddy be quiet."
Tan Wei was relieved when he saw Xiao Xiao being pulled aside by Tan Xiao Ling. He nodded to the doctor and followed the doctor to the locker room.
A tense and oppressive atmosphere permeated the emergency room, as if time had stood still. The entire room was suffocatingly quiet, with only the relentless, heart-pounding beeping of the monitors.
Meanwhile, medical staff bustled through the dead silence. The various medical instruments in their hands occasionally collided with each other, emitting a crisp, cold sound. These sounds intertwined to form a symphony filled with the aura of death. Each collision seemed to foreshadow a thrilling race between life and time.
Tan Wei looked at his wife lying quietly on the operating table, and a shudder ran through his heart. His wife's body was wrapped in various tubes of varying thicknesses, and those cold instruments seemed to be swallowing her up.
Her originally rosy face now turned bloodless, as pale as a piece of white paper, which made people feel distressed.
Although Tan Wei had experienced countless similar scenes in his later life, accustomed to the separation of life and death and the torment of illness, when this scene happened to his beloved wife, all his previous composure collapsed in an instant. His heart felt as if it was being tightly grasped by an invisible hand, and the pain was so severe that he could hardly breathe.
You know, in the medical community of later generations, Tan Weike was a highly praised outstanding surgeon. With superb medical skills and rich experience, he successfully saved the lives of many patients.
However, at this moment, facing these familiar yet unfamiliar medical devices and the medicines in bottles and jars, he felt unprecedented helplessness and powerlessness.
He was filled with regret and resentment at the unfairness of fate. Why didn't he have a magical space like other lucky people when he traveled through time? Facing his wife, whose life or death was uncertain, he felt a surge of powerlessness and despair.
However, time was running out, so he couldn't lament too much. He forced himself to cheer up and pleaded in an almost begging tone, "Doctor, please do your best to save my wife's life. As for the follow-up treatment plan, I'll find a way to solve it!"
After saying this, he shook the doctor's slightly cold hand vigorously. He saw the door of the operating room behind the doctor open, and a nurse came out pushing a hospital bed.
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