William and Lint knew something was in trouble when they saw Anthony with a serious expression in the corridor.

As people in the industry, it was impossible for them not to recognize Anthony's face. He was already here, and An Ge must have arrived.

Although Ji Yingzhou next to him was unfamiliar, his aura was not far behind that of Anthony.

Thinking of Yan Fuguang lying in the ward with no information about his personnel, Lint Wood felt a headache. William, the director, was not the main person responsible for anything. He, including the Walnut Company behind him, were the main targets of An Ge's fire.

Sure enough, when An Ge wiped away his tears and appeared in front of everyone, Lin Te looked at this expressionless woman, and his heart sank.

It would be okay if Yan Fuguang wakes up soon, but if something unexpected happens... he can already imagine that there will be endless lawsuits in the future, and "Edge of the World" may not be released because of this.

But no matter what, at this stage, Yan Fuguang’s family must be appeased first, so whether it was accompanying An Ge to meet with the doctor or the subsequent discussions between the two parties, Lin Te was very cooperative.

An Ge and others left temporarily, leaving only Zhang Yuanyuan and Ji Yingzhou.

Yan Fuguang's family arrived as soon as possible, and Zhang Yuanyuan's tense nerves could finally relax. She had been in a daze for the past ten hours. She had to bear such a big thing in a foreign country alone.

The pressure is too much.

Zhang Yuanyuan slowly moved to the stool and sat down while holding on to the armrest. After relaxing, Zhang Yuanyuan realized that she couldn't even stand.

Duan Lang bought several cups of coffee and handed one cup to her. Zhang Yuanyuan covered the warm paper cup with both hands, her eyes red again.

Ji Yingzhou said nothing and opened the door...

The light beige walls in the single room are very warm, but no matter how warm the color is, it can't stop the impact of the scene in front of Ji Yingzhou.

My heart throbbed without warning.

He took a few steps forward, his right hand trembling slightly, and finally, it slowly fell on Yan Fuguang's hand.

It was soft and warm, as if telling them that everything was fine with her.

But everything is fine, why don't you want to wake up?

Yan Yan, would you please wake up?

Ji Yingzhou held her slender right hand tightly, as if this could give her strength, and only in this way could he feel at ease.

He had heard what Zhang Yuanyuan said before. Because of Ji Xiuming, Ji Yingzhou knew something about neurosurgery.

If what the doctor said is true, Yan Fuguang’s impact was not very severe and there was not much congestion, and the brain will slowly absorb it on its own.

But there is always a contingency in everything.

What if something unexpected happens? What if she doesn't wake up?

Although Yan Fuguang is quiet most of the time, she is always dazzling and colorful.

From the first time they met to now, his eyes were gradually occupied by her, and she could always easily seduce his mind.

They seemed destined to meet, and he was destined to fall in love with her.

Although Yan Fuguang was now within his reach, Ji Yingzhou had never been so scared as he was now.

He knows very well what it feels like to lose, so he absolutely does not want to experience it a second time in this life.

Ji Yingzhou gently tucked Yan Fuguang's quilt under the quilt. Ji Yingzhou stood by the bed and looked at it for a while. Before leaving, he reached out and gently rubbed Yan Fuguang's head, and slowly approached...

"Yan Yan, when you wake up, can I tell you a secret?"

Intimate whispers take root and sprout in the quiet space, and endless feelings pour out without reservation, expecting Sleeping Beauty to discover it, pick it up, and embrace it.

After leaving the ward, Ji Yingzhou walked to a deserted area and dialed Ji Xiuming's phone number.

"Hey, Yingzhou, why did you remember to call me? I just got off work here, and you pinched it quite accurately."

When Ji Xiuming saw that the caller was his eldest nephew, his voice was as uneven as ever.

"Concussion, accompanied by a small amount of congestion, supratentorial bleeding volume of 16 ml, infratentorial bleeding volume of 7 ml, the patient did not wake up for 17 hours, is it important?"

Ji Yingzhou's voice was short and dry, filled with tension and anxiety that Ji Xiuming had never seen before.

Ever since he became an adult, no, even when he was a teenager, Ji Xiuming has never seen Ji Yingzhou anxious about anything. He can always face all problems calmly. What's wrong? Is it possible that someone in the family is sick?

Impossible, how could Ji Yingzhou come to tell him if someone at home was sick?

Ji Xiuming didn't have time to think too much and immediately got into work mode.

"For general patients with intracranial blood stasis, those with no obvious positive signs can be treated conservatively. After waiting for the acute stage, drugs to improve circulation can be used in a timely manner to promote the absorption of bleeding. The amount of bleeding you mentioned is still within the scope of conservative treatment. Generally, 2

—About 3 weeks, it can basically be absorbed by itself.”

"You mean she's not serious?"

Ji Xiuming didn't know which person he was talking about, so he could only answer in general terms.

"Well, it's not particularly serious. Under normal circumstances, it can heal on its own in a few weeks. The same goes for concussions. Just rest and stay in bed, and you'll be fine after a while."

After saying that, he immediately added: "Generally speaking, there will be no sequelae. You can just go to the hospital for a review three months after recovery, but some unexpected situations cannot be ruled out. You know, the human brain is the most complex organ.

No one dares to guarantee that there will be no problem."

Because he is from his own family, Ji Xiuming will say whatever he wants.

After waiting for a long time, seeing that Ji Yingzhou was still silent, he couldn't help but ask: "Who is sick? Is it your friend?"

Ji Yingzhou looked out the window at the deserted streets. After a long time, the deep voice sounded again.

"It's Yan Fuguang."

Ji Xiuming took a breath and thought of the girl he had met once.

Isn't that Ji Yingzhou's sweetheart?

Shock and worry appeared in Ji Xiuming's mind at the same time.

He knew very well that Ji Yingzhou was not an easily tempted person. Probably due to the influence of his parents' death at a young age, he was even a little cold-hearted. No matter how much care they gave him, no one could replace his parents.

He had also heard about Yan Fuguang's filming in Europe. How could it suddenly be related to craniocerebral trauma?!

As a professional neurosurgery doctor, Ji Xiuming went through several situations that could lead to craniocerebral trauma in his mind in almost a few seconds, and none of them were considered good.

Again, after all, the injury was to the head, and who can say that those 1% or even 1% of accidents will definitely not happen to Yan Fuguang?

If it really happened, Ji Xiuming couldn't imagine what would happen to Ji Yingzhou.

In his mind, this was the first time that Ji Yingzhou was so genuinely attracted to a girl. He had never seen such excitement in Ji Yingzhou before.

"Are you sure it's just bruises and concussion? Are there any other head injuries?"

Ji Xiuming did not let his thoughts go. He knew exactly what he should do now and continued.

"For example, scalp lacerations, subcutaneous hematomas, skull fractures, epidural hematomas, subdural hematomas, brain contusions and lacerations all count."
Chapter completed!