Before she could utter a word, she was already engulfed in darkness.
"Grandpa Xia, do you know where I can buy a coffin?" Yun Nuan asked the old man, pointing to a coffin after watching TV. The old man choked on the tea he had just drunk and spilled it all over the floor.
He picked up a fan and tapped it on her head. "Why are you asking this? That's for pretending to be dead. You don't have that opportunity."
She smiled and said, "This coffin is a bit ordinary. Aren't there coffins that aren't buried in the ground after death? I'm a little afraid of the cold and the lack of air. Can the coffin be placed on the ground?"
The old man got angry and, with a stern face, was about to scold Yun Nuan, "Even if I had something, I wouldn't tell you. All you ever think about is this. When Qin Yan comes back, I'll tell him. Let him teach you a lesson and see if you dare to think such nonsense again."
Yun Nuan continued watching TV, feeling rather disgruntled, but her thoughts were still running wild: a coffin, a big coffin. It needed to be spacious; although one wouldn't need to be turned over after death, too much space would make the soul uncomfortable.
If the coffin is large, it can hold more paper money they burn for themselves. With money, she can buy fried chicken, hamburgers, fries, braised pork, hot pot, and try all sorts of things. A large coffin can hold more things.
Where should the coffin be placed? She thought for a long time but still couldn't decide. She rested her chin on her hand. There were no ancestral graves of the Yun family here, and her parents probably wouldn't welcome her anyway.
She felt a little lost, and thought about it for an entire afternoon.
Unconscious Yun Nuan was unaware of what was happening outside. The warmth on her forehead lingered for a moment before disappearing. She wanted to hold onto that sensation, but she just couldn't grasp it.
"I really hope my coffin will be touchscreen in the future, so I won't have to open it myself," she muttered to herself, before looking at the TV with a wistful expression.
Everything happened so suddenly that Qin Yan didn't even know how to react. All his skills vanished at that moment, and the fear in his heart intensified, leaving him only able to hold onto Yun Nuan tightly.
He didn't hear what Assistant Wen was saying in his ear; he just held the person in his arms, his face ashen.
Those around her busied themselves preparing, and the old man was also quite frightened, so they quickly administered acupuncture. After examining her, they discovered that her heart problem was getting worse.
"Let's have the surgery as soon as possible; we can't delay any longer," the old man said helplessly.
Qin Yan looked at him and nodded. Assistant Wen immediately made arrangements, chartering a private jet to return to the hospital in S City overnight. Lin Yu and the others, on the other hand, returned to S City after handling the aftermath in Huaxi Village.
They came and went in a hurry. Huaxi Village has been developing in a good direction. The old man entrusted many medicines to Qin Yan. Qin Yan was worried and wanted to ask someone to go to S City with him.
The old man waved his hand, saying that he was no longer of much use, and that as long as he took his medicine on time and followed the doctor's orders, he would be fine.
He also had to stay in Huaxi Village to teach the villagers how to grow medicinal herbs. Xu Anbai also decided to stay in Huaxi Village to learn medicine from the old man, which made the old man very happy.
Yun Nuan developed a high fever that night, and her heart condition fluctuated wildly. The doctor had to check on her every half hour. Aunt Lan rushed over from her hometown upon receiving the news and saw Yun Nuan lying in bed as soon as she entered.
Her gaze was sorrowful as she carefully examined the person she hadn't seen for almost two months. Qin Yan sat beside her, his hand tightly clasped with hers. He didn't react to what the doctor said; his soul seemed to have been ripped away.
The doctor had no choice but to talk to Aunt Lan about Yun Nuan's condition.
There's still half a month left to have the surgery, but Yun Nuan's physical condition hasn't met the required standards. If she doesn't have the surgery soon, she really won't have another chance.
This news was undoubtedly a heavy blow to them. Qin Yan's forehead was taut, and his eyes were terrifyingly dark. His lips were pressed tightly together, and after hearing the doctor's words, the loneliness and repression around him intensified.
“Mr. Qin, would you like to pack some things and get ready? When Nuannuan wakes up, we should all be happy and not let her be sad again. So, sir, this isn’t a bad thing.” Aunt Lan said persuasively. Everyone was familiar with this ward, but it was too familiar, which made people feel uneasy.
Qin Yan held her right hand in both hands, lowered his head and buried it in the blanket. Warm tears fell onto the back of her hand, which he hurriedly wiped away. He had his back to Aunt Lan, his voice low and hoarse.
"Aunt Lan, go and make the preparations. There are still two weeks left. See if Nuannuan wants to stay in the hospital or go home. It's always good to prepare in advance. Also, cook some of her favorite foods, it's okay if they're a little sweet."
Aunt Lan covered her mouth and nodded, afraid that she too would lose control of her emotions. Bearing Qin Yan's instructions, she followed Acheng back to the Sandalwood Palace.
Weeds had grown in the lawn, and the flowers had been forgotten to be moved in. For the past two months, they'd all become lax, always thinking that a little laziness wouldn't be noticed, but when it actually happened, they always blamed themselves for not paying attention. This applies to the flowers, and it applies to people too.
Aunt Lan calmed herself down and started making arrangements. She contacted a gardener to take care of the garden and asked the previous maids to clean the house again, as they had been cleaning it every week for the past two months.
But once the crowds disperse, it always feels strangely empty.
Qin Yan was always afraid that Yun Nuan would disappear where he couldn't see her, just like that day. What if he hadn't been paying attention and Yun Nuan had eaten that thing?
He was afraid that his negligence might cause the two of them to be separated by death forever. He was afraid that if he did something wrong, those thoughts in Yun Nuan's heart would resurface.
Yun Nuan can now restrain her desires for him and no longer think about leaving. If she disappoints him in the future, will she not want to live anymore?
He used to say that Yun Nuan was always overthinking things, but now it's his turn to overthink. With these thoughts swirling in his mind, he's been having nightmares lately, all about Yun Nuan leaving.
He searched everywhere but couldn't find Yun Nuan. He searched for a long time but still couldn't find his Yun Nuan. He opened his eyes in fright and looked at the hand he was holding in his palm. It was still warm and had a faint pulse. His uneasy heart calmed down.
Qin Yan fell ill and became somewhat abnormal. He spent the whole day sitting and watching Yun Nuan, occasionally reaching out to put his hand under her nose to check her breath.
He was breathing, and he laughed. Half an hour later, he repeated the same action. At first, Aunt Lan didn't pay attention. Occasionally, she thought that Mr. Qin was just bored and playing around with Yun Nuan.
She stayed in the ward for a long time, and Mr. Qin would check on her every half hour, without fail, repeating the process every half hour.
She bit her lip, afraid to make a sound, her pupils dilated, her eyes reddening and welling with tears. Qin Yan, however, turned back and smiled at her at that moment.
"Aunt Lan, I'm fine. You can go rest next door. I don't need you to stay with me tonight."
Aunt Lan choked up, "Mr. Qin...you..."
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