"Ah, I'm sorry, I didn't know you already had someone you liked." The woman paused, somewhat embarrassed, and stood there for a moment, glancing at Huan Yang and then at Zhou Yang: "I wish you a long and happy marriage!"
After saying that, the woman hurriedly turned and left, it was so embarrassing.
Zhou Yang looked at the roses in his hand, hesitated for a moment, and then stuffed them into Pan Yang's hand: "You really are something, giving me the flowers she gave you so readily. What happened to my boyfriend?"
"Anyway, you won't like her." Pan Yang shrugged, looking completely matter-of-fact.
Upon hearing this, Zhou Yang was speechless. He really wouldn't like that person, but at least Huan Yang had some possessiveness. He shook his head helplessly: "You really defeat me."
"I just had some good news to tell you." Zhou Yang's gaze softened, even carrying a hint of joy: "There's a patient in a vegetative state whose heart is a very good match for yours. Their family is ready to give up, and you'll have the surgery around next Wednesday."
"So then I can watch horror movies!" Huan Yang's eyes lit up. Not only could he watch horror movies, but he could also climb over walls and fight! The future looked promising!
“Even if the surgery is successful, you still need to be careful.” Zhou Yang looked at him, adjusted his glasses, and said with a doting expression that he himself didn’t realize: “I will be the surgeon, so you don’t need to be afraid.”
"I'm not afraid of that." Pan Yang shrugged, it didn't matter to him anyway.
"That's good." Zhou Yang reached out and grasped Fan Yang's wrist, unconsciously tightening his grip a little. "Let's go have lunch."
With two or three days left until the surgery, Zhou Yang always felt uneasy, dreaming every night of Huan Yang covered in blood on the operating table.
Zhou Yang was startled awake again. Since confirming their relationship, the two of them had naturally started sleeping in the same room. Zhou Yang leaned against the headboard and looked at Pan Yang next to him.
He suddenly hesitated, afraid that his hands would shake due to his emotions, but he was also worried about entrusting the surgery to someone else.
Pan Yang seemed to notice Zhou Yang's gaze, and slowly opened his eyes and sat up in bed, his eyes somewhat blank. To be honest, he wasn't fully awake yet: "What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?"
"I'm just a little anxious." Zhou Yang shook his head, his tone unconsciously becoming somewhat serious: "Pan Yang, the surgery is the day after tomorrow, what do you think of Dr. Zhang?"
“He’s not as good as you.” Pan Yang said without thinking, “Zhou Yang, you don’t need to be afraid. I believe you, you understand? So just trust me. Besides, it’s just a surgery.”
Although Pan Yang's voice was flat, it inexplicably reassured Zhou Yang. Yes, he had performed this kind of surgery more than a dozen times. He would definitely be fine.
The next afternoon, Pan Yang and Zhou Yang walked along the roadside, relaxing a bit. The sun was bright but not too hot.
Pan Yang pulled Zhou Yang's hand and walked forward almost without looking where they were going, nearly bumping into people several times, only to be pulled back by Zhou Yang in time.
"Watch where you're going, be careful."
"What do I have to fear with you by my side?" Pan Yang said matter-of-factly, leaning closer to Zhou Yang. To be honest, he had always been like this when he was a child with Zhou Yang, but unfortunately, that incident happened.
Pan Yang took a deep breath and a smile appeared on his face.
“You look beautiful when you smile.” Zhou Yang was momentarily stunned, and a smile unconsciously appeared in his eyes: “I always felt that you were a person who loved to laugh.”
“Zhou Yang.” Pan Yang looked at him and shook his head: “It was a long time ago, but now I only like to smile at you.”
“You…” Zhou Yang chuckled softly. Pan Yang always spoke these sweet words in such a serious and earnest manner, making it seem like he wasn’t just saying them casually.
Suddenly, a horn blared in his ear. Before Zhou Yang could react, he was already being held in Pan Yang's arms, and the two of them were thrown into the flower bed next to them.
Pan Yang gasped. How could the stacker be so unlucky? He could get hit by a car while walking on the street. In just a moment, he felt his heart clenching and his whole body was trembling.
Zhou Yang reacted quickly, a look of panic flashing in his eyes. He rummaged through Pan Yang's pocket, took out the medicine, and fed it to him. He then quickly took out his phone and dialed 120. His hands were trembling so much that they almost wouldn't obey his commands. After making the call, Zhou Yang immediately began simple first aid.
He couldn't care less about the car's condition. The ambulance arrived, and he was rushed into the emergency room almost immediately. Zhou Yang took a deep breath, changed his clothes, and knew the surgery needed to be moved up.
Seeing his expression, Dr. Zhang quickly followed him: "The patient's family has been contacted and agreed to the surgery be moved forward. We'll start the surgery immediately. Are you sure you can handle it?"
"It's nothing." Zhou Yang shook his head. He also had a few scrapes on his body, but he couldn't care less about that now. "I can do it. Start the surgery immediately. You stay at the door and cover for me if anything goes wrong."
Zhou Yang's mind was in complete chaos, but he had to stay calm and walk into the operating room. Pan Yang had many wounds on his body. The situation had changed very quickly, and Zhou Yang was almost unharmed because he was protected in Pan Yang's arms.
He took a deep breath, picked up the scalpel, and waited for the time to pass.
Zhang Ming and Qiao's father waited outside the operating room. Qiao's father arrived almost immediately upon hearing the news and inquired about the situation with the police. The police stated that the bicycle brakes failed, which was also confirmed by the surveillance footage. The car inexplicably went out of control and crashed onto the sidewalk.
The surgery lasted a long time. After the surgery, Zhou Yang simply changed his clothes, washed his hands and face, and stayed in the ward. The surgery went smoothly. He held Huan Yang's hand, which looked steady, but only he knew how flustered he was.
The next morning, Huan Yang woke up and looked at Zhou Yang, who was asleep with his head propped up by his bedside. Even though it had only been one night, Zhou Yang seemed to have become much more listless.
A surprised voice came from 001 in his mind: "Host, you're awake! That car was the work of Jiang Qingyan and his gang. Host Zhou Yang didn't sleep all night. He contacted me while he was unconscious in the dormitory."
Pan Yang's eyes darkened: "What did he say?"
"Master wants to finish this quickly. It seems like host doesn't have much time left. Will Jiang Sunan really keep his bet? He's so loyal to master."
“He is indeed loyal, but that doesn’t conflict with the bet.” Pan Yang said calmly, only glancing at Zhou Yang as he pulled his hand away.
Zhou Yang was awakened almost instantly. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Huan Yang was awake: "It's good that you're alright. Huan Yang, please don't hurt yourself, okay? I'm fine."
After a moment of silence, Pan Yang slowly asked, "You've regained your memories?"
“Hmm.” Zhou Yang nodded, took the bracelet off his wrist, and put it on Pan Yang. He leaned down and whispered in Pan Yang’s ear, “I’ve almost recovered. I don’t need to waste your strength anymore.”
Looking into his eyes, Pan Yang didn't hesitate to put the bracelet back into Zhou Yang's hand: "I already said it's a token of love, I don't know what you're talking about."
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