Keeping the promise

The atmosphere in the ward suddenly became tense and full of anticipation.

Zheng Wancheng held Li Yunting's hand tightly, as if she was afraid that this glimmer of hope would slip away: "Yunting, can you hear me? Wake up, wake up." Her voice was crying and full of eager desire.

Qin Huaifeng quickly pressed the call button and shouted, "Doctor, doctor, come quickly!"

Soon, the doctors came in hurriedly. With serious and focused expressions on their faces, they quickly started a series of examinations.

Zheng Wancheng, Qin Huaifeng and Zhong Chunjie all stood nervously by the side, staring at the doctor's movements without blinking, their hearts in their throats.

The doctor carefully checked Li Yunting's vital signs and observed his pupil reactions, and his expression gradually became relaxed.

"The patient has shown signs of waking up. It's a miracle." The doctor's voice broke the tense atmosphere in the ward.

When Zheng Wancheng heard this, tears welled up in her eyes again. These were tears of joy: "Really? Doctor, is he really going to wake up?"

The doctor nodded and smiled, saying, "From the current examination, his body is gradually regaining consciousness, which is a very good sign. But further observation and treatment are needed, and we cannot take it lightly."

Qin Huaifeng quickly asked: "Then what do we need to do?"

The doctor replied: "Continue to encourage and accompany him, and let him feel the care and support from the outside world. I believe that in the near future, he will fully wake up."

Zheng Wancheng nodded excitedly: "Okay, okay, I will definitely stay with him forever."

After the doctor left, the ward returned to silence, but the silence at this moment was no longer the silence of despair, but a hopeful wait.

Zheng Wancheng sat down beside Li Yunting's bed again and gently stroked his hand: "Yunting, did you hear what the doctor said? You must wake up soon, we are all waiting for you."

Qin Huaifeng also stepped forward and patted Zheng Wancheng on the shoulder: "Wancheng, don't be too excited, Yun Ting will definitely get better."

Zhong Chunjie prayed for them silently.

Time passed by, and every moment was full of anticipation. Zheng Wancheng kept talking to Li Yunting, recounting their good memories and expressing her longing and love for him.

"Yun Ting, do you remember the time when we went to the top of the mountain to watch the fireworks? We were so happy back then. You must wake up soon. We will go to more places together and create more memories."

"Yun Ting, you are the most important person in my life. I really don't know what to do without you. Please, open your eyes and look at me quickly."

Qin Huaifeng listened quietly, feeling deeply moved. He secretly vowed to make it up to them.

As night fell, the lights in the ward seemed particularly warm. Zheng Wancheng still stayed by Li Yunting's bed, refusing to leave.

"Yun Ting, good night. I hope I can see you wake up when I open my eyes tomorrow." Zheng Wancheng whispered in Li Yun Ting's ear, then lay down on the edge of the bed and slowly closed his eyes.

The moonlight poured into the ward through the window, as if silently praying for Li Yunting's awakening.

Li Yunting had been in a coma for several days since he showed signs of waking up last time. The ward was filled with a tense and worried atmosphere, and Zheng Wancheng stayed by his bed day and night, hoping that he would wake up soon.

Finally, on a sunny morning, Li Yunting slowly opened his eyes. His consciousness was still a little fuzzy, and his eyes were a little confused. He felt a little distressed when he saw Zheng Wancheng lying beside the bed, who had been worrying about him.

Zheng Wancheng was taking a nap on the bed, and her face looked a little haggard from the exhaustion of the past few days. Li Yunting coughed lightly, and Zheng Wancheng woke up instantly. She looked at Li Yunting in surprise, with tears of excitement in her eyes.

"Yun Ting, you finally woke up! How do you feel? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?" Zheng Wancheng asked anxiously.

Li Yunting frowned deliberately, looked at her with empty eyes, and said slowly: "Who are you? I...why don't I remember anything?"

Zheng Wancheng's smile froze instantly. She couldn't believe her ears. She anxiously grabbed Li Yunting's hand and said, "Yunting, don't scare me. I'm Wancheng, your wife Zheng Wancheng!"

Li Yunting secretly laughed in his heart, but on the surface he still pretended to be confused. He shook his head and said, "Zheng Wancheng? I don't remember this name, and I don't remember you either."

Zheng Wancheng's tears began to flow uncontrollably. She choked and said, "Yun Ting, we've been through so much, how could you forget? Don't you remember the good times we spent together?"

Li Yunting looked at her sad face and felt a little sorry for her, but he still suppressed his smile and continued, "I don't know what you are talking about. I really can't remember anything."

Zheng Wancheng tried to calm herself down and began to recount every detail of their acquaintance, understanding and love. From the heartbeat when they first met to the ups and downs they experienced together, she remembered every detail clearly.