Keeping the promise

The students around did not dare to act rashly for fear of upsetting the man. Some of them had already called the police, hoping they would arrive quickly.

The man stopped and stared at Zheng Wancheng with bloodshot eyes. His hand holding the dagger was shaking and he was breathing heavily. Suddenly, he grabbed Zheng Wancheng's hair and pulled it back hard, and pushed the dagger in his hand forward, against Zheng Wancheng's throat.

Ma Shilan screamed in horror. Zheng Wancheng stared at the man with wide eyes. She could feel the dagger cutting a shallow wound on her throat, but she said calmly, "Let me go. This will not do you any good." The man was stunned and his eyes began to become blurred.

Suddenly, Zheng Wancheng took advantage of his distraction and struggled to break free from the man's control. The man reacted and raised his dagger to stab her in the back. The wound split open instantly and blood gushed out. The man was stunned, the dagger in his hand slipped to the ground, and he fled in panic.

"Ah!" With a scream, Zheng Wancheng felt a piercing pain all over her body. She looked down and saw that her dress was already stained with blood. She knew that she was in real trouble this time. She couldn't stand the pain and fell forward. A black shadow flashed by, and Li Yunting caught her steadily. His eyes were full of worry and heartache, just like a ray of light falling into her eyes.

She felt that she was slowly losing consciousness. In a daze, she saw Li Yunting holding her anxiously, his eyes full of fear and helplessness. Zheng Wancheng moved her fingers slightly, trying to grab the last bit of consciousness, but she still lost consciousness.

Zhong Chunjie and the others rushed here immediately after hearing what happened. Seeing the scene, they were so frightened that they rushed over to help and sent them to the hospital...

Suddenly, a dazzling light flashed, and Zheng Wancheng was pushed into the operating room. The bloodstained dress was particularly dazzling under the light. She took a deep breath and tried to stay awake. The door of the operating room slowly closed, and a tense atmosphere filled the air.

Ma Shilan watched Zheng Wancheng being pushed into the operating room, tears streaming down her face. She regretted not calling the police earlier, causing Zheng Wancheng to suffer such an unprovoked disaster. She felt pained and blamed herself, but she also knew that now was not the time to blame herself.

She hurried to Li Yunting's side, watching him holding Zheng Wancheng's hand tightly, with worry and tension written all over his face. Ma Shilan stood beside him silently, her heart was also full of fear and uneasiness, but she knew that now she could only rely on him to get through this difficult time.

The door of the operating room was closed and the operation began. Everyone was waiting for the result silently, their eyes met, as if telling a thousand words. Ma Shilan looked at Li Yunting and her heart was full of gratitude and respect.

Li Yunting looked at the operating room door tightly closed, and stared at the door through the glass window. Time seemed to stop flowing, and his heartbeat became abnormally slow. Every second seemed as long as a century.

In the operating room, doctors and nurses were busy shuttling back and forth, their expressions serious and focused. Zheng Wancheng was lying on the operating table, covered with a white quilt, with only her face exposed. Her face was pale and weak, but her eyes were firm and resolute.

An hour later, the door of the operating room opened, and everyone stood up to inquire about the situation. Ma Shilan was the first to speak: "Doctor, how is she?"

The doctor knew that the director had to personally perform this operation and open a VIP channel, so he must be someone of high status. He did not dare to neglect her and comforted her: "Don't worry, everyone. The lady's life is no longer in danger. There will be no problem with the operation performed personally by our director." Then he went in to do the finishing work.

Hearing that they were out of danger, Ma Shilan excitedly turned around and hugged Fan Zongying, whispering, "She's fine, she's fine..."

Fan Zongying took off his suit and put it on her, then put his big hands on her back and held her in his arms. "It's okay, she will be fine, don't be afraid."

Ma Shilan leaned against Fan Zongying's chest. The pounding heartbeat and the smell of cologne on her body made her feel at ease. She just let him hold her and closed her eyes. At this moment, she was a little greedy for this kind of peace of mind and stayed there quietly.