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Just then, the phone on the bedside table suddenly vibrated.

Lin Xuedong picked it up and took a look, his brows furrowing suddenly.

"It's terrible! Sir, Miss...she's cut her wrists!" The scream from the microphone seemed to come from a distant place, yet it also seemed to explode right next to her ear, shattering the silence of the room.

Liu Sisi's pupils dilated, and before she could react, she felt the temperature on her body suddenly disappear.

How could Lin Lan do something so extreme?

The man couldn't believe his ears; his eyes widened suddenly as the news struck him like a hammer blow.

He grabbed his phone, quickly threw back the covers and got out of bed, his voice rising at the end: "What are you saying?!"

"Blood... there's blood everywhere on the ground, it won't stop! No matter how I call her... she doesn't respond, sir, please come back!" The voice on the other end seemed to be trembling violently, filled with fear and helplessness.

These words made Lin Xuedong's heart clench. "Call 120 quickly, I'm coming right now!"

Liu Sisi was about to get up when she looked up and saw Lin Xuedong open the door and rush out.

She stared blankly at the empty doorway, taking a long time to come to her senses. Her hand unconsciously covered her mouth, and her heart began to pound.

Did Lin Lan commit suicide?

Wasn't their original intention to get her to acknowledge Lin Zhiyuan?

Liu Sisi had to admit that doing this would minimize the impact on the Lin family's reputation and provide the best protection.

Because she deeply loved Lin Xuedong, she ultimately chose to endure humiliation and hardship.

Lin Lan's current obstinacy is undoubtedly adding new scars to the situation that had just begun to improve!

Rumbling--

A clap of thunder struck her through the glass window, illuminating her pale face and her watery eyes filled with worry and fear.

Liu Sisi took a deep breath, the fear and unease in her heart making it hard for her to breathe.

She realized her legs were weak as soon as her feet touched the ground, but she still managed to shakily make her way downstairs.

The commotion was so loud that it alerted everyone in the room.

Aunt Fang carried the sobbing Lin Zhihe forward and comforted him, saying, "Madam, why are you up too? Master is going out with Xiaozhi, so don't worry."

"I'm fine." Liu Sisi shook her head, her face expressionless, but she still reached out and hugged Lin Zhihe.

Feeling the woman's hands trembling violently, Aunt Fang frowned deeply.

After taking care of her and the child and getting them seated on the sofa, she seemed to suddenly realize something. She quickly returned from the kitchen with a warm bottle of milk, forcing a smile as she said, "Madam, the young master must want his mother to feed him."

"Hey, Zhihe, don't cry, don't cry..."

Soon, the baby, with the pacifier in his mouth, nestled in Liu Sisi's arms and began to suckle heartily.

Those large, round eyes were clean and clear, fixedly gazing at the gentle face above her head. They even squinted at Liu Sisi, revealing a healing smile like that of an angel between their curved eyebrows.

Seeing that Liu Sisi's face finally relaxed, Aunt Fang secretly breathed a sigh of relief and quickly teased, "Hehe, young master is so cute, he knows how to make his mother happy. When he grows up, he'll definitely be good at making girls happy too!"

Liu Sisi's gaze softened as she gently stroked the baby's tender cheek, feeling the warmth of life there.

At this moment, she silently prayed in her heart, hoping that Lin Xuedong could get to Lin Lan's side as soon as possible, and that Lin Lan would be safe and sound.

She knew that there was very little she could do right now...

The icy raindrops pounded hard against the sports car speeding along the bend of the mountain road. The wheels spun rapidly, splashing up sparkling water droplets, as if battling against the rain.

Inside the car, Xiao Zhi gripped the steering wheel tightly.

His eyes were focused, fixed on the wet road ahead illuminated by the headlights, and he dared not relax for a moment.

The man in the passenger seat frowned the entire time, constantly instructing Lin Lan's nanny while keeping his phone in his hand.

Twenty minutes later, the white Continental SUV screeched to a halt in front of the emergency room at Ren'an Hospital.

Almost at the same moment, Lin Lan was also carefully lifted out of the ambulance. The accompanying nanny glanced up and saw a man in pajamas hurriedly getting out of the car.

The moment his feet touched the ground, he pounced on them with the speed of an arrow released from a bow.

"Lanlan—!"

The hospital corridor lights were eerily white, casting a chilling glow on the benches.

Lin Xuedong stared at the operating room door, pacing back and forth. His somewhat dragging and heavy steps seemed to carry the deep anxiety and worry in his heart.

He longed for that door to open immediately, bringing good news about Lin Lan.

Unfortunately, time passed quickly, and there was no response.

Her thoughts, like fluttering butterflies, drifted back to Lin Lan's childhood.

At that time, she was well-behaved and obedient, and was loved by Xie Xue and Lin Zhicheng.

When she first arrived at the Lin residence, she felt a sense of inferiority, as if she were living under someone else's roof, and cautiously observed everything around her.

Later, after she had a child, she begged him to give birth to Lin Zhiyuan's child, saying that she would no longer be alone.

Lin Lan has always been afraid of being alone and of being abandoned.

In her youth, she knew nothing of love, yet she fell in love with her doting older brother.

Perhaps, this is just a matter of needing security. Because she longs for family and to be pampered.

Lin Lan, who was once lively and lovely, as radiant and beautiful as a spring flower;

Lin Lan, who looked disheveled and weak after giving birth, as if all her strength had been drained, still tried her best to put on a smile.

And just now, there was Lin Lan, lying on a stretcher, her face pale, her eyes closed and lifeless.

Each face sometimes clear, sometimes blurry, floated in Lin Xuedong's mind.

Lin Xuedong frowned deeply, his tall body leaning heavily against the cold wall as if he had lost all his strength in an instant.

He looked up helplessly and sighed, his voice filled with unspeakable pain and despair.

Ugh... why did things have to turn out so badly?!

Lin Xuedong felt like he couldn't hold onto anything anymore.

What words can describe how unbearable this moment is?

He feared that things might change again, and a regrettable turn of events would cause him to lose the hard-won opportunity to reconcile with Liu Sisi.

Thinking of this, Lin Xuedong closed his eyes tightly.

Is fate really going to play this cruel trick on him?

Must all those beautiful things simply vanish like bubbles, leaving only emptiness?

The fine rain fell gently, like needles pricking the tender heart. The slight pain was barely noticeable, yet enough to make one feel depressed.

Liu Sisi sat quietly by the window, watching the world outside wet with rain, until dawn broke.

She waited for Lin Xuedong's call, but it never came.

Xiao Zhi returned at 9 a.m., saying he wanted to get some clean clothes for Lin Xuedong to take back.

"Do you know how long he'll be staying there?" Xiao Zhi couldn't help but ask as she was leaving.

Xiao Zhi hesitated for a moment, then replied, "I don't know either. President Lin didn't say much, he just told me to send these things over."

Liu Sisi bit her lip, a vague sense of foreboding creeping in.

It seems that this matter is more serious than ever before.

She sighed, unsure of how she would get through this time.