My divorce is going crazy! My husband's whole family is dumbfounded

"Bu Yufan? What happened to Bu Yufan?"

Wen Lan heard the conversation between Nan Yunshang and Wen Cheng from afar, but she couldn't hear it completely or clearly.

She followed the direction of the three words "Bu Yufan", looking around for the source and asking vaguely.

"No, nothing!" Nan Yunshang reacted and came to his senses. He stammered and quickly denied it.

He knew that at this moment, she really couldn't bear anything anymore.

Even a feather could crush her!

"I clearly heard Bu Yufan, I clearly heard it! Are you hiding something from me? You are hiding something from me! Yufan...is dead? He...can't wake up, right?"

She was terrified. She curled up and trembled in Gu Zuoshan's arms.

"Wen Lan, Wen Lan!" Gu Zuoshan hurriedly hugged her. "Bu Yufan is fine, he is fine, the doctor is giving him medicine. Right? I said, this matter was full of hope and vitality from the beginning!"

As he spoke, he winked at Nan Yunshang.

"Yes, Wen Lan, how could I hide it from you?" Nan Yunshang hurried to comfort her. "I was just talking to your father... I said, Bu Yufan is so healthy, so young, and his willpower is so strong, there must be good news soon! Definitely!"

"Really? Of course!" Wen Lan looked up at him and nodded as if to thank him. "Of course! There will be good news!"

Although she agreed like this, her entire body and consciousness seemed to no longer belong to her.

She opened her misty, moist eyes wide, and spoke helplessly, unable to utter another word.

She was shaking all the time, leaning weakly and shakily on Gu Zuoshan's body.

"Wen Lan, have something to eat or drink, okay?" Sen Chi brought meals to everyone. He thoughtfully and carefully delivered the hot snacks and hot drinks to everyone.

"I'm not hungry or thirsty." Wen Lan shook her head. Her lips were so white.

Sen Chi sighed. He didn't know how to help her, or how to share her pain.

"Wen Lan, the you that I know and understand shouldn't be like this." He half-knelt in front of her and stuffed the hot milk into her hands.

She looked at him blankly. "I want him to be alive. I want Bu Yufan to be alive. The doctor said there will be explosive liver and kidney failure. They... have been in there for so long... and haven't come out."

"That's just the worst possible scenario, it didn't happen, did it?"

Wen Lan pondered over his words.

She had long lost her soul, and only her body was left. She was like a ghost, floating and wandering.

She looked at Sen Chi in confusion, trying hard to think of something, nodded, and shook her head, at a loss.

"Wen Lan, eat something and take care of yourself. You should know how much Bu Yufan cares about you and how much he loves you. Hmm?"

"He loves me! He cares about me!" she sobbed.

"The moment he knew his mother had been in a car accident, he realized that the matter was not that simple. He broke up with you cruelly in order to protect you and your family. Now, do you also have to take care of yourself and your family for him? Also, take care of your children... Wen Nuan and the unborn baby. Wen Lan, be strong. From the moment Bu Yufan fell in love with you, you are no longer an ordinary woman, you understand!"

Sen Chi clearly, calmly, and even a little cruelly, wanted to pull back her lost soul and make her face the reality.

"Sen Chi, you! There's no need to be so direct, so cold, ruthless and blunt!" Gu Zuoshan hesitated to speak.

Intellectually, he couldn't refute Sen Chi. But emotionally, he felt that these words would far exceed Wen Lan's current psychological endurance.

"Gu Zuoshan, I'm the only one who can say these things." Sen Chi felt even worse. "Besides, during the time when Bu Yufan is receiving treatment, who will be in charge of such a large group? Who will take responsibility?"

"It's already this time, and you're still thinking about this?" Gu Zuoshan disagreed when he heard this.

"Stop arguing." Wen Lan's lips trembled, her voice trembled, and her shoulders trembled from time to time.

"Sen Chi, what he said... is right." She raised her head, her eyelashes raised, and tears filled her lifeless eyes.

She opened the lid of the cup and drank the hot milk in one gulp. Then she took the lunch box handed to her by Sen Chi and ate the hot beef noodles with poached eggs in tears.

"I... will be fine. I won't... let him down or make him feel uneasy. Whether he lives or... leaves me, in the second before he loses consciousness, what he thinks about, what he loves, and what he cares about must be me and our child!"

She struggled and spoke these words hoarsely. Then she closed her eyes, her vision blurred by the hot tears that flowed wildly.

"I will live well, I will!" Wen Lan took a deep breath, shook his body, and stood up with difficulty. "But, Bu Yufan! Why, why! It hurts so much here, my heart hurts so much! It hurts so much!"

She covered her chest and leaned her whole body against the cold metal door of the intensive care unit.

She cried, cried loudly, cried completely!

No one stopped her! No one comforted her!

No one can be so cruel!

"Don't leave me, don't leave me! Bu Yufan, don't die, don't die!"

"Bu Yufan, I haven't had the chance to tell you that you're going to be a father! You're going to be a father again! Wen Nuan is our daughter! She's your biological daughter!"

"Hubby! Can you please come back to life? Can you please wake up? You promised me that you would always be by my side, with my parents, and with my children. Husband, please wake up! Wake up!"

She just pressed herself against the coldness in front of her, as if as long as she warmed up the cold door, he would not leave, never leave her.

Everyone present couldn't bear to listen any longer. Even a tough guy like Wen Cheng hugged the child tightly in his arms and lowered his head to cry.

In the thick mist of tears, Wen Lan vaguely seemed to feel a figure approaching her.

She was leaning against the door so thin, lonely and helpless. The shadow covered her and even blocked out the lights in the hospital corridor, and also blocked out the smell of alcohol and disinfectant in the hospital.

"He's hopeless, he's dead!"

The figure walked up to her.

"You must be in a lot of pain, right? Do you really want to die with him?"

Another sentence floated into her ears, and she wanted to see it clearly, puzzled.

"Here, wipe your tears!" The figure handed her a few napkins.