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Chapter 344 Nothing can go wrong

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Shen Li apologized desperately, reaching out to grab him, but grasped only empty air.

"Since you don't like me, then I'm leaving." Ming Xiangyang's figure gradually became transparent.

"No!" Shen Li frantically reached out to grab it, instantly losing her balance.

Fortunately, Feng Ye caught her in time. She suddenly woke up with a start, her forehead covered in cold sweat and her chest heaving violently.

"How is it? Has the doctor come out yet?" She grabbed Fengye's hand and asked anxiously.

Feng Ye shook his head: "Not yet, the doctor is still inside."

Shen Li looked at Zhao Qing and Feng Ye sitting in the living room, her tone gentle yet firm: "You two must go and rest. Come back tomorrow and I'll take over. We'll take turns watching over them; we can't all be worn out."

As she spoke, she looked at Mingcheng and Mingxing, "You two should also go and rest. You need to be well-rested so you can have the energy to deal with the follow-up matters."

Mingcheng looked at Mingxing: "Go and rest, I'll take over tomorrow." Mingxing nodded and replied softly, "Okay."

Shen Li looked down at her thumb—she had temporarily put the ring on there for fear of losing it.

She took off the ring and handed it to Mingcheng: "This is Ming Xiangyang's ring. Please keep it for him for now."

Mingcheng did not take it, his tone respectful yet firm: "Since the master has given it to you, it is yours. If you wish to return it, you can give it to him yourself when the master wakes up."

Shen Li looked at him, a sudden surge of curiosity rising in her heart.

Ming Xiangyang's security guards, I don't know where they came from, all call him "Master" and have the sincerity of loyal servants from the old days.

Even Uncle Hu's feelings for Ming Xiangyang were far more than just those of a master and servant; his concern for Ming Xiangyang contained a protectiveness that transcended their social status.

After everyone left, only Shen Li remained in the room.

She leaned against the cold wall, her fingertips tracing the pendant in her palm, the dream replaying in her mind.

Was he saying goodbye to himself?

Please, please, please don't let anything happen.

Half an hour later, the door was finally pushed open, and the doctors filed out, their faces full of exhaustion.

Shen Li immediately stood up straight, her heart pounding in her throat: "How is it?"

The lead doctor removed his mask, his tone weary but objective: "Their external injuries have been treated, but whether they survive depends on their own will. Both are still breathing very weakly and their lives remain in danger."

Shen Li's heart sank instantly, and the hope in her eyes faded little by little.

Seeing this, the doctor added, "We've done our best. We'll stay here and keep watch, and we'll let you know immediately if anything happens."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work." Shen Li nodded, her voice hoarse.

After the doctors left, a nurse stayed in the room to take care of them. Shen Li and Ming Cheng stayed by the bedside, watching the IV bags hanging from their arms, and couldn't sleep all night.

That night, both of them developed high fevers, and their body temperatures remained high.

Shen Li hurriedly called the doctor, who gave both of them injections to reduce their fever. An hour later, however, their body temperatures still showed no signs of going down.

In a moment of desperation, she took out an enhanced version of fever reducer from her spatial storage and carefully fed it to the two of them.

She had no choice but to take a gamble.

Two hours later, their body temperatures finally dropped slowly, and Shen Li's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally relaxed a little. Her back was already soaked with cold sweat.

The next morning, Feng Ye came to relieve Shen Li and urged her to go and rest.

After she finished washing up, she turned around and went back to the ward—she couldn't sleep at all, afraid that if she closed her eyes, she would never see them wake up again.

Jerry looked at her haggard face, his eyes filled with worry: "You need to take care of yourself too. If they wake up and see you exhausted, they'll only be more worried."

Shen Li shook her head lightly: "I'm fine."

She knew in her heart that there were still too many things to deal with.

Lu Sheng and Ming Xiangyang are seriously injured and unconscious, unable to take charge, but Professor Li is still here, and we must find a way to send him back to China as soon as possible to ensure his safety.

She looked at Jerry and asked seriously, "Is this place really safe?"

Jerry patted his chest and assured him, "It's absolutely safe. My people are everywhere, inside and out. No one will be allowed to break in."

Shen Li then thought of those doctors: "What about those doctors? Are they reliable?"

"They are all key personnel from my private hospital; they are absolutely trustworthy," Jerry said confidently.

Shen Li finally felt completely relieved and nodded gently: "That's good."

"Don't worry about me," Jerry reassured him with a smile.

Over the next few days, Lu Sheng and Ming Xiangyang's heartbeats gradually stabilized, and their vital signs slowly returned to normal, but they still showed no signs of waking up.

Shen Li's heart clenched again. She asked the doctor repeatedly, and the answer she received was always the same: the impact of the bomb may have damaged her brain nerves, and when she would wake up depended entirely on her own fate.

Before, we were afraid they wouldn't survive; now we're afraid they won't wake up.

Shen Li stayed by the hospital bedside day and night, her brows furrowed with deep sorrow. In just a few days, she lost a lot of weight and returned to her pre-pregnancy figure.

Two days later, Shen Li was holding Lu Sheng's hand and watching over him by the bed when she suddenly felt his fingers twitch slightly.

She looked up abruptly, her eyes lighting up instantly, her voice trembling with excitement: "Big brother! Big brother, can you hear me?"

As she called out, she gestured for Fengye to go and call the doctor.

The doctor arrived quickly and, after checking Lu Sheng's pupils and pulse, a look of relief appeared on his face: "There are signs of him waking up. Continue to observe him; he should wake up soon."

Hearing the commotion, Mingcheng immediately rushed to Ming Xiangyang's bedside and anxiously asked the doctor, "Doctor, please check on him too, how is he?"

After a careful examination, the doctor shook his head: "This gentleman remains in a deep coma and shows no signs of waking up."

Disappointment instantly filled Mingcheng's face, and Shen Li's heart sank as well.

Lu Sheng's joy at the prospect of waking up was completely overshadowed by the news that Ming Xiangyang was still unconscious.

Looking at the two hospital beds, she had only one thought in her mind: she hoped that they would both wake up safely.

She would do anything as long as they were alright.

Shen Li would whisper in Lu Sheng's ear, and would also take the time to talk to Ming Xiangyang.

Of course, they were all talking about their time studying together.

I hope he can persevere.

Another day has passed.

When Shen Li was feeding Lu Sheng water.

I felt Lu Sheng's eyes move slightly.

Shen Li exclaimed in surprise, "Big brother, big brother, can you hear me?"

After saying that, she took his hand and gently called his name.

Shen Li watched as Lu Sheng's hand also moved slightly.

The reaction was even stronger than before.

I felt relieved; it seemed there were no problems.

Lu Sheng's eyes darted around as he listened to Shen Li's voice.

I opened my eyes groggily.

Looking at Shen Li, who was so close at hand.

A smile played on his lips: "Shen Li..."

Shen Li: "Big brother, it's me..."

Lu Sheng frowned slightly: "Big brother..."