Wen Xinya stared at the red light above the emergency room. Grampy was still under urgent rescue, his life and death unknown, but she was helpless and could not do anything. For the first time, a deep sense of hopelessness rose in her heart. In the face of life and death, human beings were so small and helpless.
It had been almost seven years since she reincarnated. She and Grampy had become very dependent on each other. Grampy taught her a lot of things. Without Grampy, she would never have reached where she was today. Her trust and reliance on Grampy could not be easily replaced.
Just as Wen Xinya was watching the red light in front of the emergency room with a vacant glaze over her eyes, sitting in the cold corridor of the hospital, there was a jumble of rushed footsteps, and a conversation mixed with Chinese, German, and English.
Xu Zhenyu, who had been standing by the Wen Xinya’s side, looked up.
Ninth Si was leading a group of people with different nationalities and cultures, but they all had one thing in common: they were rushing forward in white coats.
Wen Xinya looked up. She saw Si Yiyan standing not too far away from her, communicating with those people in their various languages. A storm went through her mind, yet she appeared calm and easy-going. A thin bamboo plant separated her rationale from her feelings as if holding up a sky.
She calmed her heart.
“Xinya!” Si Yiyan looked at Wen Xinya’s pale face with a lost expression and felt a pain in his heart. He glanced lightly to Xu Zhenyu who was sitting next to Wen Xinya, accompanying her. His thin pale lips froze slightly.
Xu Zhenyu put his hands on his knees and clenched them into fists. He did not appear as cold and indifferent as he felt towards him.
Wen Xinya did not notice the tense atmosphere between Xu Zhenyu and Si Yiyan. She rushed to Si Yiyan, trembling. “Yan, Grampy…”
“I already know. When Old Mr. Mo was on the way to the hospital, Uncle Zhang had already called me.” After knowing about Old Mr. Mo’s situation, he made arrangements in the hospital immediately, and also invited Old Mr. Du to the hospital, who was now assisting the doctors in the emergency room.
Time did not wait. In medicine, every minute was crucial. He dared not take it lightly, so he did not even take the chance to call Xinya and comfort her.
Wen Xinya tried to control herself. It seemed like Uncle Zhang contacted Si Yiyan immediately after he called her.
Uncle Zhang acted better than she did, and thought of asking Si Yiyan for help.
With Si Yiyan’s position of power and authority, the most appropriate arrangements could certainly be made.
As she thought about this, she could not help but feel extremely ashamed to the core. After hearing that her Grampy was in the hospital in a dangerous situation, she was affected by her emotions that rose from her past life. Her desperate emotions immersed her just like they did previously, making Wen Xinya feel isolated and helpless.
Si Yiyan said quietly, “These are the authoritative experts in cardiology that I used my connections to invite, and Xing Lin, a well-known Traditional Chinese Medicine practitioner. They will all participate in Old Mr. Mo’s rescue.”
To reassure her, Si Yiyan calmly explained the situation to her.
Wen Xinya was so agitated and she looked at the doctors with grateful eyes, bowing deeply to them and saying in English, “Please take care of my Grampy!”
Several doctors nodded slightly.
The door of the emergency room opened, and these doctors entered the emergency room in a single file. Wen Xinya’s heart burned with a flame of hope for a miracle. As the heavy emergency room door closed suddenly, Wen Xinya’s felt heavy again.
Si Yiyan held her hand, which felt like ice-cold tentacles. “Don’t worry, I am here!”
When he learned that Old Mr. Mo’s myocardial infarction caused a rupture of his heart and that he was in danger, rushing to the hospital for rescue, he could not help but lose his usual cool.
At that moment, he could not imagine how sad and desperate the woman in his heart must have felt.
In recent years, he had seen Xinya and Old Mr. Mo regard each other as their only relative in their lives. The two depended heavily on each other, especially Xinya. Her dependence on Old Mr. Mo moved him, and he felt a sense of admiration for him.
He knew better than anyone that Xinya was very attached to Old Mr. Mo. If something happened to Old Mr. Mo, she would not be able to handle it well.
He did not want to see her sad and hopeless.
Almost as if she was crushed.
He used all of his contacts and made various arrangements, hoping to keep Old Mr. Mo alive.
He hoped that Old Mr. Mo could survive this calamity safely.
As long as I am here!
This sentence was like God’s blessing, diminishing her feelings of panic, helplessness, fright, desperation, and calming her down.
It was not until this moment that she knew, she had already started to rely on Si Yiyan so much!
Unreserved dependence and trust.
Wen Xinya’s concealment of her sadness collapsed in an instant, she fell crying in Si Yiyan’s arms. “Yan, Grampy will be all right, right?”
After learning that her Grampy’s life and death was unpredictable, she fell deeply into a state of fear and despair, but she did not collapse into tears until now.
Si Yiyan quietly hugged Wen Xinya and lost his tongue. He wanted to tell her that Old Mr. Mo would be all right, but he did not know how to open his mouth. What was the survival rate of a heart rupture caused by myocardial infarction? He knew it clear in his heart.
Wen Xinya wept, her voice husky with a rough, gritty, intermittent hissing despair. “Yan, I’m really scared. Over the years, I have been consciously nourishing Grampy with various medicated diets. How could Grampy still have myocardial infarction? If Grampy… I…”
Si Yiyan was Wen Xinya’s backbone. Her mental state had completely collapsed, her words were incoherent, and she had no idea what she was talking about.
Si Yiyan whispered, “Don’t be sad. No matter what happens, I will stay by your side.”
However, Si Yiyan’s feelings were in turmoil!
How could Grampy still have myocardial infarction?
Old Mr. Mo’s health had always been relatively weak, that was known to everyone, but that situation was never serious. In recent years, after rehabilitation, there had been no major problems. Even Old Mr. Du, who gave Old Mr. Mo a checkup every three years, had never diagnosed a latent condition like his current myocardial infarction.
But Xinya’s words revealed that she knew about Old Mr. Mo’s myocardial infarction.
Recalling that in recent years Xinya had placed emphasis on Old Mr. Mo’s health and even contacted authoritative experts in cardiology from his connections. He suddenly felt that there was something weird about this incident.
How did Xinya know about Old Mr. Mo’s myocardial infarction?
Why did she say “still”!
Was Xinya’s secret that was buried deep in her heart related to this?
