The cannon fodder female supporting role in the misplaced life

Faced with his grandson's urgent questioning, Old Man Lin couldn't help but frown slightly, a solemn expression on his weathered face. He slowly raised his hand, gently patted Lin Weiye's shoulder, and then said earnestly, "Weiye, you must calm down! I've just contacted Dr. Fang and repeatedly urged him to come over as soon as possible to check on the situation. But in the meantime, all we can do is wait patiently. You have to understand this."

Lin Weiye knew his grandfather's words were true, but when he thought of his beloved wife, now unconscious and uncertain of her life or death, his heart burned with unbearable pain. How could he truly remain calm? Even maintaining a semblance of composure was difficult.

However, even though his heart was already in a mess, Lin Weiye still suppressed his emotions and hurriedly said to his grandfather: "Grandpa, I understand. I'll go see her first." Before he finished speaking, he turned and walked quickly towards the room.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw his wife lying quietly in bed, just as he had seen her before leaving. She looked as peaceful and tranquil as if she were just asleep, making it almost impossible to disturb the stillness. But Lin Weiye didn't care. He quickly rushed to the bed and leaned over. Looking at the familiar, pale face, his voice trembled slightly as he called out softly, "Yingying, what's wrong with you? Wake up!"

Unfortunately, no matter how passionately he called out, Xu Yingying never responded. Only the gentle and faint sound of her breathing, like a mournful melody, slowly flowed through the air.

Seeing Xu Yingying's eyes tightly closed, exactly as Grandpa had described, Lin Weiye's heart instantly tightened, and a deep sense of worry surged in his heart. Just as he was filled with anxiety, he suddenly heard footsteps outside the door and the voice of a servant announcing the arrival of Doctor Fang.

Then, Elder Lin hurriedly led Doctor Fang up the stairs. Lin Weiye quickly rose to greet them. Upon seeing Doctor Fang, he silently stepped aside to allow the doctor to more easily examine Xu Yingying. At that moment, the room was unusually quiet. Everyone held their breath, quietly awaiting the doctor's diagnosis.

Dr. Fang quickly retrieved a stethoscope from his medical kit and expertly placed it on Xu Yingying's chest, carefully listening to her heartbeat. He then performed a series of simple yet crucial examinations. After completing his initial examination, Dr. Fang raised his head and gazed at the members of the Lin family standing nearby. He spoke calmly, "When did this patient become comatose and why has she not regained consciousness?" This question resonated like a thunderbolt through Lin Weiye's heart. He stood there, stunned, his face etched with guilt and self-reproach. His thoughts drifted back to last night, when he had slept peacefully beside Xu Yingying, lost in sweet dreams, completely unaware of the subtle changes taking place within his wife. His face paled even further at the thought, and remorse surged like a tide, drowning him.

Finally, Lin Weiye broke the silence and spoke with difficulty: "In the morning, I saw her still lying quietly in bed, and I thought she just hadn't woken up yet. I thought I'd let her sleep a little longer, so I didn't disturb her. Who knew that later when the nanny came to wake her up to breastfeed the baby, I was shocked to find that no matter how I called her, she couldn't wake her up..." At the end, his voice trembled slightly, as if every word was the pain squeezed out from the depths of his heart.

Doctor Fang listened quietly to Lin Weiye's account, but didn't jump to conclusions. He frowned slightly, lost in thought. Time ticked by, and the room was filled with a suffocating atmosphere of tension. After a long pause, Doctor Fang slowly spoke, "At this point, the patient's physical condition appears to be that of a deep sleep. As for the exact cause of her continued coma, I can't pinpoint the cause. However, based on my experience, I believe we should observe her closely for a period of time. If she still shows no signs of awakening after a day, she must be sent to the hospital for a more thorough examination."

When Lin Weiye heard Dr. Fang's diagnosis, he couldn't help but feel conflicted. Should he immediately send Xu Yingying to the hospital for a more detailed examination? At that moment, Old Man Lin had politely escorted Dr. Fang out the door and hurried upstairs to meet Lin Weiye, ready to discuss how to deal with this difficult situation.

At that moment, Lin Weiye sat motionless by the bed, gazing lovingly at Xu Yingying, who slept peacefully like a sleeping beauty. Suddenly, memories of last night with Xu Yingying flooded back to him. He recalled returning from a social event, and even though he still reeked of alcohol, he could still clearly remember every word Xu Yingying had said to him.

At that time, she softly asked, "If I am gone, can you take good care of our two children?" At that time, Lin Weiye was immersed in the haze of alcohol, and naively thought that Xu Yingying might only ask this because she was about to face a short work trip. However, at this moment, his mind had completely recovered. He slowly closed his eyes, and his mind began to replay every word Xu Yingying said at that time and every expression on her face. As he carefully savored it over and over again, his heart was suddenly shocked - those words and expressions were more like the last words and entrustment left by a person before his death!

This startling discovery fueled Lin Weiye's growing suspicions about Xu Yingying's coma. Could it be, as he suspected, that Xu Yingying harbored some serious underlying condition, prompting her to question him in such a way? Lin Weiye's heart instantly tightened at the thought, his worry overwhelming him like a surging tide. Before he knew it, tears welled up in his eyes, one by one, rolling down his cheeks.