I want the best ward, the best care, I must not let anything happen to her.” Pei Xuanyan loosened the doctor’s collar and ran his hand through his short hair. When he heard An Ke say on the phone: “She is the child of me and Jun Hao, I don’t want anything to happen to her,” he was stunned. His first reaction was: How could she have Jun Hao’s child?
“Now we’re transferring the patient to the intensive care unit. You can go see her, but don’t stay too long. There’s just one thing we don’t understand: you gave the pregnant woman abortion medication, but why did you also give her sleeping pills? If the patient doesn’t wake up in time, she’ll be a corpse by tomorrow.” The doctor shook his head and walked away, ignoring the dazed Pei Xuanyan.
After a long time, Pei Xuanyan dragged his heavy steps into the ward. An Ke on the bed had a pale face, with tear stains at the corners of her eyes. When he found her at the address she mentioned, she was already unconscious, with blood staining the sheets. Occasionally he could hear her say, “Be sure to save my child.” He was grateful that when she was in danger, he was the first person she thought of.
His cold fingers gently caressed her bloodless cheek: “An Ke, do you know? From the first time you called me ‘Brother Xuan’, I had inappropriate feelings for you, and at that time I only saw you as Xuan Ling’s shadow. You don’t know that Xuan Ling used to call me like this, saying she didn’t want to call me brother, and couldn’t call me Xuan, so she called me ‘Brother Xuan’.” He paused and continued: “At first, I told you not to love Jun Hao and stay away from him. At that time, I just didn’t want him to be hurt again, after all, I was wrong to him in the past. The last time with Xuan Zhi, the reason I so decisively cut off our previous relationship was also partly because of you.”
