Keeping the promise

Time passed by in the hospital, and for Li Yunting, every second was torture. Zheng Wancheng's painful appearance kept appearing in his mind, and his heart was filled with self-blame and regret.

After an unknown amount of time, the door of the operating room finally opened. Li Yunting immediately rushed over and asked nervously, "Doctor, how is it?"

The doctor took off his mask and said, "The patient's condition is currently stable, but further observation is needed. The child has been saved for now, but he will need careful care in the future."

Hearing this news, Li Yunting finally felt relieved. He looked at Zheng Wancheng who was pushed out of the operating room, gently held her hand, and secretly vowed that from now on, he would never let her get hurt again.

Zheng Wancheng was still asleep, lying on the white hospital bed, his face still pale. Li Yunting stood in front of the window of the VIP ward, his tall figure looked a little lonely. He held his phone tightly, his eyes were filled with bone-chilling coldness.

On the phone screen was the surveillance video that Li Qian had just sent. In the video, Li Yunting's aunt sneaked to the corner of the garden and fed the originally docile dog something. After a while, the dog became manic and restless, broke free from the chain, and rushed straight towards Zheng Wancheng.

Seeing this scene, Li Yunting's hands were clenched so hard that veins popped out, his teeth were clenched, and he squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "This vicious woman!" His eyes seemed to be able to spit out fire, and the anger in his heart had reached its extreme.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, then dialed a number and ordered coldly, "Kill the dog and send it to my aunt's room." The person on the other end of the phone shuddered when he heard his order, but immediately responded, "Yes, Master."

After hanging up the phone, Li Yunting still stared at the screen of his mobile phone. The scene in the surveillance camera seemed to be replayed in front of him. He thought of Zheng Wancheng falling to the ground in pain, and his heart ached.

"Wancheng, I won't let you suffer in vain." He murmured to himself, his voice low and full of determination.

At this time, a breeze blew past, blowing the curtains in front of the window. However, Li Yunting seemed not to feel it, and still stood there motionless, his thoughts immersed in anger and worry.

After a while, he slowly turned around, walked to Zheng Wancheng's bed, and gently held her hand. Her hand was still so soft, but now it was no longer as warm as before.

Li Yunting's eyes were extremely gentle, and he said softly: "Wancheng, wake up soon, I will definitely seek justice for you."

The ward was extremely quiet, with only the rhythmic sounds of the instruments. Li Yunting stayed by Zheng Wancheng's side, waiting for her to wake up.

Time passed minute by minute, and Li Yunting's eyes never left Zheng Wancheng's face.

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Zheng Wancheng slowly woke up in a daze, and what she saw was a white ceiling and a somewhat unfamiliar environment. Her consciousness was still a little confused, and she felt weak all over.

Turning her head slightly, she saw Li Yunting standing by her side. He was lying on the bed, his brows furrowed, his face full of fatigue, and even in his sleep he seemed to be deeply worried.

Zheng Wancheng raised her hand and gently touched Li Yunting's cheek. The familiar touch made her feel a little more at ease.

Although her movements were gentle, they still woke Li Yunting up. He raised his head suddenly, his eyes instantly filled with surprise and concern: "Wancheng, you're awake! How do you feel?"

Zheng Wancheng opened her mouth and said in a weak and hoarse voice: "Yun Ting, the child...is the child still there?" After saying that, her eyes were full of tension and fear. She stared at Li Yun Ting closely, as if waiting for an answer concerning life and death.

Li Yunting quickly held her hand and comforted her, "Yes, the child is still here. Don't worry. The doctor said that the condition is stable now. As long as you rest well, everything will be fine."

Hearing this, Zheng Wancheng's eyes welled up with tears, and his tense body relaxed a little: "That's great, it's really great..."

Li Yunting gently wiped away her tears and said, "It's all my fault. I didn't protect you well."

Zheng Wancheng shook his head: "It's not your fault, Yun Ting."

Li Yunting looked at her pale little face, his heart full of pity. He gently stroked her forehead and said softly: "Don't talk, have a good rest, I will always be here with you."

Zheng Wancheng opened her eyes slightly, looked at the man in front of her, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Come up and join me!" As she said that, she moved to the side to make room for Li Yunting.

Li Yunting hesitated for a moment, but seeing Zheng Wancheng's expectant eyes, he decided to climb onto the bed. He lay down beside her carefully and held her tightly in his arms.

The two of them lay quietly on the bed, feeling each other's breathing and heartbeat. Li Yunting's hand gently rested on Zheng Wancheng's belly, as if he was feeling the fruit of their love growing. Zheng Wancheng leaned in his arms, listening to his strong heartbeat, her heart filled with happiness.

Time passed by, and the room was filled with a warm atmosphere. Li Yunting silently guarded Zheng Wancheng until she fell asleep, then he gently kissed her forehead, closed his eyes, and accompanied her into sleep.