A pond full of blooming flowers, an ultimate addiction.

For three days, Chi Ruiche traveled back and forth between the hospital and the company, with only one hour of visiting time allowed each day in the sterile ward.

Even so, Chi Ruiche stood guard outside the door, watching the doctors and nurses come and go. Only when he saw Jiang Yi's name on the IV drip did he feel a little more at ease.

The next afternoon, Jiang Yi's eyes flickered slightly as she slowly opened them. The light was somewhat glaring, yet she could not block it out. Her mind was blank, and the smell of disinfectant filled her brain. She subconsciously searched for something.

Jiang Yi saw Chi Ruiche outside the glass window and gave him a smile.

Chi Ruiche stretched out his palm and placed it on the glass, as if caressing her silhouette from a distance.

"Che!" he mouthed, calling out his name.

He responded, "Yiyi, I'm here."

The eye contact between the two created a unique atmosphere; they only had eyes for each other, and every breath and smile of Jiang Yi touched his heart.

On the fourth day, Jiang Yi had her breathing mask removed and was breathing on her own. After reviewing the CT scan, the doctor transferred Jiang Yi from the intensive care unit to the VIP ward. Although she could not be discharged, there were no longer any restrictions on visiting hours.

“Che—”

Jiang's voice was soft yet slightly hoarse, as gentle as a sheep's wool.

Chi Ruiche had dark circles under his eyes, and although he was wearing a neat suit, his face looked incredibly haggard.

He gazed tenderly at Jiang Yi, gently stroking her face, his fingertips tracing her nose, mouth, and eyes, as if imprinting her in his heart.

"I'm hungry."

Jiang Yi blinked coquettishly, giving him a cute and obedient look.

Chi Ruiche fed Jiang Yi some rice porridge that Aunt Wang had cooked. After not eating for several days, Jiang Yi felt a little dizzy and lightheaded, and let Chi Ruiche take care of her.

Grandpa Jiang, leaning on his cane, was helped to the hospital by Jiang Yang. Jiang Yi leaned against the headboard, his weak appearance making Grandpa Jiang quicken his pace.

"grandfather."

Jiang Yi's face was not as rosy as usual. When she saw her grandfather, she forced a smile and tried to appear relaxed, hoping that the old man would not worry.

"It's okay."

Grandpa Jiang had been thinking all the way there that he would give this girl a good scolding when they met, but when he saw her face, all his words fell silent.

When Youjun reported that Jiang Yi had fallen into the water and was hospitalized, Grandpa Jiang rushed over anxiously, only to find a cold, indifferent door.

"Get some rest, Grandpa will take care of it for you."

Grandpa Jiang's slightly hunched back made him appear imposing, and his voice carried an air of authority.

"Grandpa, Xiao Yi is alright now. You can go back and get some rest."

Jiang Yang comforted the elderly couple, who had actually been unable to eat or sleep properly for the past few days.

"Grandpa, I'm fine. I just swallowed a few sips of water. Look how scared you all are," Jiang Yi said casually. "I swallowed even more when I was learning to swim."

"I'll talk to you properly when we get home."

Grandpa Jiang's furrowed brows relaxed slightly, and his rough hand, which was leaning on his cane, gently tapped Jiang Yi's head. "Get some rest."

Jiang Yang accompanied Grandpa Jiang as he left, and Chi Ruiche also saw the old man off in his car. However, the old man had a stern look in his eyes and his voice was impassioned.

"Leave this matter to us. Xiao Che, as the heir of the Chi family, it is not appropriate for you to interfere."

"Grandpa, I'm sorry, I failed to protect Yi Yi." Chi Ruiche lowered his head.

"Now Chi Chengyu's mother, Zhao Chunlan, is accusing Xiao Yi of pushing her into the water."

Jiang Yang took out a document, which was a photocopy of Zhao Chunlan's statement. This was given to his grandfather by Officer Zhang.

"I have already ordered people to repair the phone in the pool, and the truth will come out soon."

Chi Ruiche remembered what Jiang Yi said when he was unconscious: the most suspicious thing after draining the pool was this cell phone.

"Those two colluded to harm Xiao Yi, thinking our Jiang family is easy to bully," Jiang Yang said.

"According to the corridor surveillance footage, Xiao Yi said something to Yu Shuqing and then voluntarily left with her."

"Youming, who was originally guarding the door, left after hearing Lin Kai's voice in the wireless earphone telling him to wait at the entrance of the lobby on the first floor."

"By the time Youming realized something was wrong, the door to the hall was locked, and he lost contact with us."

Jiang Yang frowned deeply. "Is Yu Shuqing an idiot? Why is she so blatant, as if she wants everyone to know it's her?"

“It’s not that simple that Xiao Yi fell into the water! At least this Yu family must have someone behind them.” Grandpa Jiang’s cloudy eyes still held a calm air.

"The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind. Xiao Che, are you sure you still want to get involved?"

Chi Ruiche's face was as cold as ice. "Yes, no one is allowed to hurt her."

"Grandpa, have you guessed who it is?"

"Youjun, let's go."

Grandpa Jiang instructed Youjun to drive, leaving Jiang Yang to stay and take care of Jiang Yi, as he had more important matters to confirm.

"I'll go ask Xiao Yi about the details of the matter, shall we go together?" Jiang Yang arranged for a lawyer to handle it, but he needed to understand the real situation.

Chi Ruiche took out his phone and pretended to answer a call, "I have something to do, you go ahead."

Jiang Yang did not insist. Jiang Yi leaned against the headboard, staring blankly at the bare tree branches outside the window. Her large hospital gown could not hide her delicate face, but this delicate face was tinged with a bit of haggardness and weakness.

"Brother, is it cold outside?"

Jiang Yang casually closed the door. "Tell me, what happened?"

"Brother, I'm still injured, I shouldn't overexert myself."

Jiang Yi rubbed her bracelet, a few strands of hair hanging down, the gloomy sky as lifeless as she was.