No reconciliation, no forgiveness! Mr. Pei leaves with nothing.

At 3:45 a.m., Zuo Xiangnan rushed to the hospital and saw Jiang Hua standing outside the operating room.

As Zuo Xiangnan approached, Jiang Hua remained standing motionless, her eyes fixed on the red-lit sign above her head that read "Undergoing Surgery..."

Zuo Xiangnan: "Chairman Jiang is a lucky man and will be fine. Miss... there's no need to stand. Why don't you sit down for a while?"

Zuo Xiangnan did not receive a response from Jiang Hua.

Jiang Hua was in a daze and didn't know who was speaking or what they were saying.

The doctors and nurses all said that Dad would be fine, but Jiang Hua didn't believe it. How could Dad possibly be fine?

They were both in car accidents.

How can someone who's been in a car accident still be perfectly fine?

Jiang Hua felt that the doctor was lying to her.

She was going to wait here for her father to come out.

Moreover, Dad also has a heart condition.

The last car accident almost cost Jiang Hua her life…

If... if her father really does have an accident this time, Jiang Hua might not be able to survive.

Are Pei Zhan's family members here?

"We need to sign another surgical consent form here."

Jiang Hua had signed countless such documents, yet she never glanced at the operating room next door, as if the person undergoing surgery there was someone unimportant to her.

It was Zuo Xiangnan who was anxious.

"Doctor, how is Mr. Pei's condition?"

The doctor told him, "There's too much bleeding; the situation isn't looking good."

"I hope the family is mentally prepared." The doctor said this while glancing at Jiang Hua's expression.

But Jiang Hua remained expressionless and unmoved.

However, when the doctor entered the operating room, Pei Zhan, who was lying on the hospital bed, had already woken up. He told the pale-faced man who had also woken up about Jiang Hua's condition, "The young lady outside is still the same as before, and there is nothing to worry about. But... she has been standing motionless outside the operating room next door for two hours, and she won't listen to anything anyone says."

Pei Zhan was receiving a blood transfusion. His strong will to live kept him conscious. Even though he was under anesthesia, it was still a painful injury, and it was impossible for him to be completely painless.

The doctors performing the surgery on Pei Zhan are among the best international medical teams. Pei Zhan cannot afford the slightest mistake; no one can bear the consequences of any accident.

These blood bags were also urgently transferred at the last minute. Pei Zhan's wounds were shocking. If he were not careful, even a slight tear in a blood vessel could cause massive bleeding, leading to shock and death.

The middle-aged man standing to the side spoke in broken Chinese, “Even now, the young master is still thinking about old times. You have done more than enough for the Jiang family over the years.”

"Even now that you're injured, that woman hasn't even glanced at you, let alone shown any concern for you."

"Young Master, what are you still worried about?"

Pei Zhan closed his eyes, pressed his lips tightly together, and remained silent...

The doctor who had just left couldn't get involved at all; everything he was doing had been taken over by someone else. He was fortunate enough to observe the surgical procedure.

The most powerful one was the one lying on the bed. A wooden olive, as thick as a baby's arm, pierced right through his shoulder blade, and he didn't even utter a sound.

When he woke up, the doctor was stitching up his wound, and he didn't even blink.

Four hours into the surgery, it was already broad daylight outside.

When the operating room doors opened, Jiang Hua's downcast eyes showed a slight reaction. Her legs stood stiffly upright. When the doctor came out, she rushed forward anxiously and asked with difficulty, "How is my... my father?"

The doctor removed his mask. "The injured person is out of danger, but he has a history of heart disease and needs to be transferred to the ICU for observation for a period of time."

"As long as he wakes up before midnight tomorrow, he should be able to be transferred to a regular ward."

Jiang Hua: "Thank you, doctor."

Zuo Xiangnan's tone was somber, seemingly displeased with Jiang Hua's indifferent attitude towards Pei Zhan, "Miss, President Pei is in critical condition, don't you care at all?"

Jiang Hua's chest still felt heavy, and she spoke in a hoarse voice, "He doesn't need my concern."

"Just call Song Qingran over."

After saying this, Jiang Hua turned and went to the ICU downstairs. Through a glass window, she saw Jiang Weiguo with bandages wrapped around his body, his eyes closed, and wearing an oxygen mask. When Jiang Hua saw Jiang Weiguo like this, tears welled up in her eyes but did not fall. When she lowered her head, her shoulders trembled slightly.

"...Please, don't leave me alone again."

After her father passed away in her previous life, Jiang Hua realized what it felt like to be unloved.

This feeling is like being abandoned by the whole world...

Jiang Hua sat on a hard chair outside the ICU. She was sleepy and drifted off to sleep.

When she woke up, she found a blanket covering her.

She couldn't care less about anything else, because she saw her father regain consciousness, and the doctors and nurses were there...

Jiang Hua, despite her own frailty, followed Jiang Weiguo upstairs to the VIP ward after he was wheeled into the ward.

When Wang Qi and Xu Qiulan arrived, they all looked at Jiang Hua with concern.

Xu Qiulan said, "Miss, it's alright now. You should rest. Leave the rest to us."

Because of those words, Jiang Hua fainted without warning.

In an instant, the once quiet corridor became chaotic.

The moment Jiang Hua fainted, she had completely lost consciousness and was taken to the emergency room by a nurse on a trolley.

Actually, she was already beyond saving, but she kept forcing herself to stay alive.

Now, only she and her father remain in the Jiang family.

Her father had already fallen; she couldn't afford to fall too.

Wang Qi and Xu Ma were the people she and her father trusted most.

They arrived, and Jiang Hua's tense nerves finally relaxed and she collapsed.

I don’t know how long it took.

Jiang Hua woke up groggily, and only when she saw the ceiling above her and smelled that familiar disinfectant did she realize...

None of this was a dream.

I could hear a doctor speaking in my ear.

"The injured person suffered a concussion, severe soft tissue contusion, and a minor fracture in the leg, but thankfully, the heart wasn't seriously affected. All of you family members, please be mindful and have the family members avoid certain foods during this time..."

"Although no internal organs were damaged, the problem should not be underestimated. Family members should take good care of him and not leave him alone in the ward."

“A few days ago, there was another injured person whose situation was similar to yours. Because his family was not around, he suddenly woke up and fell off the bed, suffered a second injury, and then suffered a cerebral hemorrhage. He is now in a vegetative state in the hospital.”

The doctor was quite angry about not being able to find anyone in the ward earlier, and spoke very sternly.

The doctor had just left.

Jiang Hua had just woken up.

Xu Qiulan came over and said, "Miss, you're awake."

Jiang Hua still had an IV drip attached to the back of her hand. "How is Dad?"