He broke his vows for her, and a tycoon descended to earth for love.

"How about it?"

"Young Master Yan, please rest assured, the patient is fine. She just lost too much blood and the anesthesia hasn't worn off yet; she'll probably wake up in about an hour." The doctor paused, then added professionally, "Her wound was probably caused by sharp glass, but I've already removed the glass shards. The wound is a bit deep, and she also has several abrasions, so she might feel a lot of pain when she wakes up, and there might be complications, such as a fever. However, she didn't injure any other parts of her body, so there's no need to worry too much. If anything happens, Young Master Yan, you can have a nurse contact me at any time."

Jiang Yan's heart, which had been pounding in her chest, finally settled down. "Thank you, Dean."

"Young Master Yan, you're too kind. I'll head over now. I've already arranged for the patient to be moved to a VIP ward. You're welcome to visit her anytime."

Jiang Yan nodded, and after the hospital director left, the nurse took him to the ward.

She was with Sister Hua. Siyi felt that she must have been dreaming.

Even in her dream, she was tormented. Everything was pitch black, yet a high-pitched, raspy voice kept whispering in her ear. She hated and feared the voice; she wanted to struggle, but her body ached terribly.

Every time she reached out to touch the painful spot, she felt as if someone was holding her hand, preventing her from moving.

She was annoyed and wanted to speak loudly, but as soon as she did, a sharp pain shot through her abdomen. This repeated pain several times finally caused her to groan.

Immediately, a familiar, deep voice reached her ears, sometimes near, sometimes far, as if calling her name.

"Sisi, how are you? Are you awake? Sisi?...Sisi..."

My panicked heart suddenly seemed to calm down.

There aren't many people in this world who call her Sisi.

When she was very young, her mother would often call her by her name, but as she grew up, she started calling her by her name along with the rest of the family.

Later, there was always someone who liked to whisper those two words in her ear in a seductive voice. Every time he did, her heart felt like it was being brushed by a feather, tingling and numb.

Siyi slowly opened her eyes, only to be met with a magnified handsome face. There was a restlessness between his brows that she had never seen before, and there was even a hint of something like...heartache in his eyes.

distressed?

Is he Jiang Yanhui?

"woke up?"

Jiang Yan noticed that time had almost passed and knew she was about to wake up. He saw her humming and muttering something, and although he leaned close to her lips several times, he couldn't hear clearly. However, seeing her furrowed brows, he guessed she was having a nightmare, so he called her name on the spot, trying to wake her up.

"...Jiang...Jiang Yan Hui..."

Siyi opened her mouth, but as soon as she spoke, she realized that her voice was dry and sounded like it was being squeezed out from a broken gear.

He was so close to her that when she took a breath, she inhaled not only a strong smell of disinfectant but also the distinct smell of smoke from his body. She reached out to push him away.

But as soon as she moved her body slightly, the pain in her abdomen made her face turn pale, and a suppressed groan escaped from her lips.

"Where does it hurt?" Jiang Yan's expression tightened immediately. She frowned and pressed down on her hand, but her eyes were as gentle as if they were filled with honey. Her tone was also soft. "Don't move. You're injured and have lost a lot of blood. You need to rest now."

Siyi thought she must be seeing things.

When had she ever seen Jiang Yanhui, who always liked to use vulgar language to provoke her, have such an expression?

What do you call the expression on his face right now?

Nervous, uneasy, heartbroken...

She must have seen wrong...

No, she might still be dreaming...

That must be it...

This thought prompted her to close her eyes subconsciously. Jiang Yan saw that she was clearly awake and had just called her name.

But then she suddenly closed her eyes. Thinking she was feeling unwell, my heart sank, and I reached out and gently squeezed her shoulder. "Sisi?"

With such a clear male voice in her ear, Siyi finally realized that she was not dreaming, and everything she saw was real!

My chaotic thoughts gradually came back to normal.

She remembered that she had been kidnapped and was trying to hold her own against the kidnappers when someone suddenly stabbed her. She remembered that she seemed to have seen Jiang Yan rescue her in the end...

Jiang Yan saw that she was silent, her eyes were closed, but her eyelashes were clearly trembling.

This woman wasn't asleep at all; what was she doing with her eyes closed?

Don't you want to see yourself?

He pursed his thin lips slightly, then reached out and placed his hands on either side of her forehead. He slowly leaned down until their faces were almost touching. He didn't say anything, just looked at her.

Siyi had no idea what Jiang Yan had done. She closed her eyes, trying to sort out her thoughts, and was wondering what she should say to him later. After all, he had saved her. Regardless of whether her kidnapping was related to him, he had appeared at the crucial moment, and she felt she should thank him.

But before she even opened her eyes, she felt something was wrong. She felt a very strong aura right at the tip of her nose.

Her heart skipped a beat, and she subconsciously opened her eyes. However, she was so frightened by the handsome face magnified several times in front of her that she instinctively tried to back away by supporting herself with her hands. But as soon as she moved, she accidentally aggravated her wound. She cried out in pain, her lips trembling, and she frowned in agony.

Jiang Yan's face darkened, and she pressed down hard on her hands with the hands on either side of her, narrowing her eyes. "Can't you behave yourself? You're injured and you're still moving around like this. Do you think you haven't lost enough blood?"

Siyi was pinned down by him, unable to move. She gasped for breath, "Why...why are you so close to me? Move away, it hurts..."

Jiang Yanhui originally wanted to scold her a few more times, but when she heard her say that it hurt, she was so shocked that she let go of her hand and frowned and said, "Wait a moment, I'll go call the doctor."

Siyi wanted to call out to him, but he ran out too fast. Before she could even utter a word, he had already run out of the ward. After thinking about it, she decided not to.

She waited for a while but he didn't come over. She felt really uncomfortable lying there, and her mouth was dry. She reached out to grab a glass of water from the bedside table, but her outstretched hand barely touched the glass and couldn't reach it.

She was struggling to move her body when the ward door was suddenly pushed open again, and hurried footsteps came through. Before she could even lift her head, Jiang Yan rushed over.

"What are you doing? Didn't I tell you not to move around?"

Could this person lower their voice? Is she that fragile? Although she knew she was injured and her abdomen hurt, she felt that getting a glass of water wouldn't be a big problem.

"I...it's okay."

She was truly powerless; she had no strength like him at the moment. Even when she spoke, she felt as if she lacked energy. "Let me go first, I want to drink some water."

Jiang Yanhui, of course, did not let go of her. Instead, he carefully helped her lie back down and held the cup to her lips. However, she could not drink water while lying down. Frustrated, he frowned and asked the large group of hospital elites standing behind him, "She wants to drink water. What should we do now?"

He had never taken such good care of anyone before.

So even the most basic things he didn't know.

Upon hearing Jiang Yan's tone, the hospital director, who was standing at the front, secretly broke out in a cold sweat and quickly gave a signal to the doctor beside him. Someone stepped forward and said respectfully, "Young Master Yan, just raise the bed a little, but let us check her wound first."

"Didn't you hear her say she wanted water? Just wait while we check her wound!" he hissed impatiently, put down the water glass, went around to the foot of the bed, and was about to squat down to raise the bed when someone quickly stepped forward and stopped him.

"Young Master Yan, let me do it."

Jiang Yan Hui remained silent, reached out and grabbed the bracelet, looked at it, and then asked the doctor beside her, "How do I do this?"

The man made a hesitant gesture, "Just spin around like this."

After speaking, she glanced cautiously at Jiang Yan Hui, only to see him condescendingly kneeling on one knee, forcefully turning the foot of the bed himself. She felt a surge of curiosity about the woman lying on the bed.

What kind of woman is she?

Why is Young Master Yan so nervous?