Chapter 220 Ruan Ruan needs more training.
Everything has settled down.
With Soft Capital on the right track, the landscape of the Beijing financial circle is being reshaped.
Weekend, the master bedroom of the Tan Palace.
Morning light filtered through the gauze curtains, and the air carried the lingering scent of madness.
Su Ruan lay panting on the pillow, a thin layer of sweat on her back.
Having just finished a thoroughly enjoyable and in-depth conversation, both of them felt a bit lethargic.
"Teacher Yan, my morning exercise level has exceeded the limit. I request a rest day."
Her voice was hoarse from the aftermath, and so soft it could drip water.
"Combat effectiveness has declined, and Ruan Ruan needs to strengthen his training."
Yan Tingnan's voice was low and hoarse as he used his fingertips to brush away the wet hair from her temples and then pinched the back of her neck.
"Scolding you my foot..."
Su Ruan raised her leg to nudge his knee, but the man held her ankle with one hand, his fingertips sliding down her calf to the back of her knee, making her shiver with ticklishness.
Skin to skin, temperature rises.
With a new round of training about to begin, my phone on the bedside table started buzzing.
Yan Tingnan glanced at the screen and saw the name "Auntie".
He frowned, reached for his phone, and pressed the answer button.
"aunt."
"Listen to the South".
Yan Jiqing's voice was weary.
"Come to the hospital, I have something to discuss."
Su Ruan, with her sharp ears, heard the word "hospital" and looked at it questioningly.
Yan Tingnan mouthed to her: "Old man."
Su Ruan blinked, and suddenly a wicked thought came to her mind.
He was on the phone when she curled up like a cat with a mischievous grin, her lips brushing against his earlobe, her breath tickling him.
"Mr. Yan, would you like any special services?"
Yan Tingnan's Adam's apple bobbed suddenly, and the hand gripping her waist tightened instantly.
On the other end of the phone, Yan Jiqing was still saying something, but he could no longer hear it.
I just felt that little hand slip down restlessly...
His breath hitched, and he grabbed her wrist abruptly, his eyes flashing a dangerous warning.
Su Ruan continued her silent provocation, her delicate kisses tracing a path down his Adam's apple.
"Ting Nan? Are you listening?"
Yan Jiqing noticed his silence.
Yan Tingnan's voice was low and steady, the veins on the back of his fingers were bulging, and his gaze fell on the fluffy ball of fur that had arched up in the quilt.
"Okay, I'll go over there later."
After hanging up the phone, he flipped over and pinned the person down.
"Stirring up trouble? Hmm?"
Su Ruan's eyes were still red, but she smiled like a little fox.
"I couldn't resist because Teacher Yan is so sexy even when she's on the phone."
The man chuckled softly.
"Then let's both hold back."
Su Ruan saw the hidden fire in his eyes and immediately cowered.
"Honey, I'm sorry, we need to get to the hospital!"
"Don't keep your aunt waiting."
"Make her wait."
He bit her earlobe, his breath hot.
"Go later and tell them..."
"say what?"
“He said my wife is clingy and insisted on kissing me for another hour.”
Su Ruan was amused, but before she could finish her laughter, he lowered his head and silenced her.
Time was stretched out indefinitely.
An hour and a half later, Su Ruanruan was carried into the bathroom by him, her legs limp.
After taking a shower, Su Ruan collapsed on the edge of the bed, too lazy to even lift a finger.
"Yan Tingnan, you're ruthless. My voice is hoarse now."
Yan Tingnan looked refreshed and didn't miss a single button on his shirt. He bent down and fastened the back clasp of her bra.
"It's better that you're mute, so you won't have to go to the hospital and bother me."
Su Ruan: "..."
...
Hospital, VIP floor.
The smell of disinfectant was diluted by the high-end fragrance, but it still couldn't suppress the desolate atmosphere of the boundary between life and death.
Huo Siyue leaned against the corridor wall, her head hanging low. Her usually bright and cheerful face was now ashen.
Upon seeing Yan Tingnan and Su Ruan, he immediately rushed over and hugged Su Ruan's arm.
"sister in law……"
Her voice was muffled, lacking its usual vibrancy.
Su Ruan took her fingers in her hand and gently squeezed them.
Yan Jiqing came out of the ward, dressed in a plain suit, her eyes and brows revealing undisguised exhaustion and sorrow.
She nodded to Yan Tingnan first, then looked at Su Ruan and forced a smile.
"Ruan Ruan is here too."
Su Ruan's heart skipped a beat, sensing that something was amiss.
"aunt."
Yan Tingnan spoke, his voice as steady as ever.
"How is the situation?"
Yan Jiqing sighed and stepped aside.
"Go in and take a look."
Inside the ward, the medical equipment emitted a regular ticking sound.
On the hospital bed, Yan Hongyi was wrapped in bandages and had tubes inserted into his body, his exposed skin a mixture of charred black and pale white.
Only the fluctuating curves on the monitor prove that he is still stubbornly alive.
The once dignified and imposing patriarch of the Yan family is now nothing more than a fragile shell barely maintaining his vital signs, clinging to life with expensive drugs and equipment.
Su Ruan glanced at it only once before instinctively looking away, her stomach churning.
The visual impact was so strong that it far exceeded her expectations.
Yan Tingnan remained calm, his gaze lingering on Yan Hongyi for a moment, his eyes utterly expressionless.
What did the doctor say?
Yan Jiqing took a deep breath.
"Extensive deep burns, multiple organ failure, relying entirely on equipment and medication to stay alive, and the hope is slim."
"It's very painful; every minute and every second is torture."
She looked at Yan Tingnan, as if she had made up her mind.
"Ting Nan, what I mean is to give up on aggressive treatment, let him suffer less, and let him pass away peacefully."
Yan Tingnan lifted her eyes, shifting her gaze from the monitor to Yan Jiqing's face.
"no."
Two words, resolute and unwavering, leaving no room for negotiation.
She took a deep breath, turned to Yan Tingnan, her eyes filled with struggle and pleading.
“Tingnan, I know your grandfather has done many wrong things. He is sorry to you, and sorry to your elder brother and sister-in-law.”
"But he is, after all, my father, and Siyue's maternal grandfather. He still showed some kindness to me and Siyue."
"Seeing him cling to life like this, without any dignity, I..."
She choked up.
"Give him a quick death, let him go. Let him atone for all his sins in the underworld."
Yan Tingnan stared silently into the ward, his profile hard and cold.
After a long pause, he spoke.
"Auntie, I understand how you feel."
“But giving up treatment is, legally and ethically, the same as pulling out his oxygen tube.”
He turned his head and looked directly at Yan Jiqing, revealing no trace of personal emotion.
“He made a mistake, but he should be judged by the law and conscience, not by our children.”
"As long as there is a glimmer of hope, as long as the doctor hasn't said it's absolutely beyond saving, we must do everything we can to save him."
His tone became more forceful, carrying a stubborn insistence.
"He is the head of the Yan family, my grandfather, and your father."
"Now that he is lying here, the only thing we, his children and grandchildren, can do is to do everything we can to keep him alive."
"Otherwise, what's the difference between this and murder?"
"How should we conduct ourselves from now on?"
Yan Jiqing's face turned pale.
"But living like this is too cruel for him..."
"There is hope as long as you are alive."
Yan Tingnan interrupted her, his tone resolute.
"Even if there is only a one in ten thousand chance, we cannot give up."
"Money is not a problem. I will find the best medical teams and the most advanced equipment in the world."
"We must save him, no matter what."
Yan Jiqing looked at him, her lips trembling, and finally her shoulders slumped helplessly.
She understood that Yan Tingnan's words, standing on the moral and familial high ground, were impeccable.
She couldn't refute it.
She closed her eyes in pain, acquiescing to it.
"I'll go talk to the doctor again."
Yan Jiqing turned and left, his back view conveying a sense of helplessness.
Huo Siyue watched her mother leave, then looked back into the ward, and followed her out.
Su Ruan also accompanied Huo Siyue.
Just then, Yan Hongyi woke up in his hospital bed.
Yan Tingnan's eyes flickered slightly as he walked towards the hospital bed.
Yan Tingnan stood by the hospital bed, looking down at the emaciated old man on the bed.
He leaned down and brought his face close to the ear, which was covered in burn marks.
"Grandpa, you said that it hurts the most when a slow knife cuts flesh."
"Then live as long as possible, not a second less."
"Only when you feel pain every single day can you be considered redeemed."
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