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[69 Book Bar - www.] Mu Anyou raised his hand and rubbed the corners of his eyes. He saw the thin blanket covering his body. He quietly sat up and pulled the thin blanket to cover the people around him when he faced the person.

Her long and narrow eyes, filled with hazyness and deep tenderness after waking up, made it impossible for her to look straight into them.

The hand holding the thin blanket hung in the air, then fell again, feeling a little embarrassed that there was nowhere to put it.

"Where are you now? How long have I been sleeping?" Mu Anyou asked in a low voice.

Zhan Aofan had just closed his eyes for a short time, and he was not deeply asleep. He woke up as soon as she made any movement. Hearing her question, he lowered his eyes and looked at the watch on his wrist: "It's been seven and a half hours, no more."

We can arrive at the New York Airport in about half an hour." As he said this, he saw the thin blanket she was holding in her hand, and thinking about her actions just now, he understood something in a flash.

Mu Anyou watched the corners of his lips curl up again with that gentle smile that could almost drown people. She subconsciously turned her eyes away and didn't want to look anymore, but she saw that he had already reached out to pull the thin blanket away and covered her again.

, and also warned: "Just woke up, be careful to catch a cold."

Mu Anyou didn't resist his move, she just turned her eyes to look at him and said softly: "Zhan Aofan, tell me."

"Huh?" He turned back doubtfully and looked at her serious and calm eyebrows.

"Tell me about Huihui's matter?" Mu Anyou asked calmly, looking at him quietly.

Their eyes met, and at this moment, they understood the message and tacit understanding in each other's eyes.

When he opened his mouth, he spoke every word seriously.

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"So...my mother also knows about this?" Mu Anyou stared at her beautiful eyes, fixedly looking at the face in front of her that had just finished recalling, her eyes filled with disbelief and astonishment.

"Well, after you fainted that day, Sister Xile was frightened and rushed you to the emergency room... I... was kicked out by them." At this point, Zhan Aofan's eyes turned gloomy and the corners of his lips raised.

With a bitter smile, he clearly remembered that he was standing at the door of the emergency room, his heart was tight, but he could only linger outside the door.

After finally waiting for the news that she was safe and sound, I walked back to the ward step by step. Looking at the silent little person lying on the hospital bed, my heart fell into an abyss that I could never find again!

He just stood there blankly, not even having the strength or courage to reach out and touch it.

——Ao Fan, let me... go prepare the young master's funeral? Li Zizheng's face was filled with grief and he spoke in a deep voice.

After a long time, he nodded mechanically, almost using up all his strength.

——No! The sudden sound broke the stasis in the air.

Looking back in surprise, she met Gu Xiuyuan's solemn and sharp face, followed by a middle-aged man with blond hair, about fifty years old. Before she could speak, he quickly walked to the little man beside the hospital bed to check.

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——Ai Bo Rui, how is my grandson? Gu Xiuyuan followed behind and asked the man next to her. She spoke authentic American English with unconcealed anxiety and sincerity towards the people around her.

of trust.

The man named Ai Bo Rui nodded: Jennifer, don't worry, we arrived in time, the little guy is just in a coma caused by short-term cardiogenic shock.

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"Mom took Huihui away?" Mu Anyou murmured and asked, then shook his head and rejected his idea: "No, it's impossible. For a long time at that time, my mother and sister were almost

How could it be possible to stay by my side every step of the way..."

Facing her muttering almost to herself, Zhan Aofan said: "It was me, Youyou, who sent Huihui to the United States."

Looking at her frown, the bitterness on Zhan Aofan's lips deepened a little: "Youyou, the only condition for me to see you at that time was to take Huihui away."

Mu Anyou bit her lower lip tightly and remained silent for a long time. Then she opened her lips and spoke slowly: "My mother...why did she do this?" This was something she couldn't understand. As a mother, she should know.

What a fatal blow Hui Hui's departure brought to her.

"Although Huihui was rescued in time at that time, he was still in great danger. Youyou, aunt knew that Huihui was almost everything in your life. She said that having such a child by your side is like a time bomb.

One day I will completely defeat you. Rather than watching you again in the future... it is better to take advantage of this time... Fortunately, you did not disappoint her. You got through it. Youyou, don't blame your aunt, she did it.

Everything is for you."

Listening to his detailed explanation word for word, Mu Anyou just shook her head: "I don't resent my mother, I know that everything she does is for my own good." Just like before, everything she did was for Huihui.

In a way, after becoming a mother, I can consider my mother's feelings more from a mother's perspective, gradually understand, appreciate, and know how to cherish and love her.

"I just don't understand why it's been almost two years and my mother hasn't mentioned it to me at all. Does my sister know about it?" They were so tight-lipped that they didn't even mention a word. They clearly knew how much she missed her. No wonder my mother

She would go to the United States to recuperate, and told her that her cousin and aunt were there. She hadn’t seen them in so many years, and she wanted to spend time with them there.

Zhan Aofan shook his head: "Sister Xile doesn't know. Her temperamental aunt said she was worried, so she never told her. Youyou, it's not that my aunt doesn't want to tell you, it's because Huihui has been in a deep coma for the past two years.

His condition, to put it bluntly, is better than that of a vegetative state. Not only is his aunt not letting you see him in that state, but I also disagree with him." There was a hint of sadness in his voice due to memories, and he looked at the person in front of him, feeling in his heart

A long sigh.

"Then Huihui now..."

Noticing the flash of anxiety on her face, Zhan Aofan hurriedly spoke out to reassure her: "Don't worry, we have found a suitable heart source and performed surgery some time ago. Huihui has shown signs of waking up. The experts have looked at it."

, saying that his condition is much better than expected. I just received the news that night when I was downstairs in your apartment."

In the flash of lightning, Mu Anyou understood something, and the shots were gradually connected one by one.

"So you said that day that you wanted me to give you a little more time..." Is this it? Mu Anyou looked at him with a bit of confusion in her eyes.

Zhan Aofan nodded, raised his hand to hold hers, and seeing that she didn't resist, the anxiety in his heart calmed down, and he whispered: "Youyou, you say I'm selfish or a scoundrel, I just don't dare to wait any longer.

I'm not afraid of waiting. Really, I've been waiting for two years. I'm just afraid that if you... marry someone else, then I really won't have the slightest chance."

"Who said I'm going to...marry someone else?" Mu Anyou said stiffly, her voice a little astringent.

"I'm scared, really scared." Zhan Aofan murmured lowly, but he said it so seriously and firmly.

She is so dazzling and outstanding. He is a man, how can he not see the heat in other men's eyes?

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Stepping off the plane, I looked at the crowds of people at the airport. Although there was no traffic jam that shocked the world like City A, it still looked like it was full of people.

At this time, Mu An was anxious to put on a pair of wings and fly to the hospital as fast as possible.

As if he could see the anxiety in her heart, Zhan Aofan held her hand tightly and never let go from the moment he got off the plane.

Feeling the wetness coming from the palm of his hand, Zhan Aofan stopped and almost half-circled her around him, protecting her firmly to prevent hurried pedestrians from touching her.

"Don't worry, wait a moment. The car to pick us up will be here soon." He whispered softly in her ear.

Mu Anyou just nodded unconsciously, his mind already running away.

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NGone Medical Center, the best hospital in New York, is also the top medical rescue center in the United States and even the world.

Mu Anyou was not unfamiliar with this hospital. Although she had never been there, because of Huihui's illness, she checked countless information and consulted countless experts. Finally, after discussing with her mother and sister, she decided to give him a hospital.

Huihui recuperated locally for a period of time and then was sent to this medical institution to wait for a suitable heart source and preliminary work for surgery. Who knew that the accident exacerbated the duration of Huihui's attack and caught them off guard.

Fortunately, God is kind after all. After going around and around, he still got here. Although the past two years were blank in Huihui's life for Mu Anyou, but so what.

, as long as she can see her baby again, no amount of sadness, grievance and pain is worth mentioning.

Taking the elevator directly to the VIP Special Care Ward of the Cardiac Surgery Department, Mu Anyou hesitated a little. She stood there blankly, her hands hanging by her sides and clenched unconsciously, as if she had nowhere to put them.

Perhaps sensing her various chaotic emotions intertwined with nervousness, anxiety and excitement, Zhan Aofan put his arms around her shoulders, held her hand, and smiled softly but seriously: "Youyou, believe me, our

The baby is inside." While on the plane, an email had been sent to the mailbox. Huihui's vital signs had recovered and he was just waiting to regain his consciousness.

For both Zhan Aofan and Mu Anyou, this is a panacea, joy and gratitude that no amount of money can buy.

The palms he held were wet, and he walked step by step towards the ward at the end of the corridor. It was obviously not a long journey, but it took too long.

Zhan Aofan has been patiently by her side, matching her walking pace.

At this moment, they are connected with each other.

Slowly, step by step, I finally stood still.

At this time, Mu Hui was still under supervision, and non-staff members were not allowed to enter. They could only stand outside, looking through the soundproof floor-to-ceiling glass windows at the little person on the hospital bed and the ECG monitor above their heads.

Jumping red heartbeat count.

Those numbers are the continuation of life, the sustenance of hope, and the mercy of God.

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