Chapter 138 Awakening

Although An Yi really didn't want the meeting to go on until noon the next day, this moment was bound to come sooner or later. The thought of his Jin He being pushed into the operating room to have his ribs cut off for surgery made his heart ache terribly.

Jin Miao was also restless, constantly wiping away tears with a tissue. An Qian sat beside her and handed her a clean, soft handkerchief. "Don't be afraid."

"Thank you, sister."

An Yi stood there like a statue.

He didn't know how much time had passed, so long that it was getting dark. His mother's assistant brought him a lunchbox and urged him to eat something, but he just shook his head. How could he possibly eat in this condition? Then he saw the operating room light go out. An Yi's expression changed, and he froze on the spot, unable to move. Jin Miao rushed forward and asked, "How is he, doctor? How is my brother?"

The doctor took off his mask and breathed a sigh of relief: "The surgery should have taken less than five hours, but the patient suffered cardiac arrest during the surgery, and it took some time to resuscitate him."

An Yi's legs went weak, but he managed to keep himself from falling to the ground.

"The first 24 hours after surgery are crucial; the patient cannot leave the ICU yet."

As soon as the doctor finished speaking, Jin He was wheeled out, lying on the thin blanket with a tube inserted into her mouth, her eyes closed and unconscious.

"The anesthesia hasn't worn off yet, and it might be a bit difficult to endure once it does," the doctor said. "The family doesn't need to worry too much; you can go in to see him after 24 hours."

An Yi's voice was hoarse: "Thank you, doctor."

They still can't go into the ward to see Jin He. An Yi is still standing in front of the small window, longingly trying to catch a glimpse of him. An Huaiqian brings him some food and places it next to him. "Eat something. You need to be well-fed to take good care of him."

An Yi snapped back to reality, picked up the rice, and shoveled a large mouthful into his mouth.

"You two are dating! A relationship within the team! Jin He, aren't you ashamed?!"

"Don't you know that idols can't date?!"

"An Yi has a bright future ahead of him, you'll ruin him by doing this!"

"The company's final decision is to disband Aurora. An Yi, Jiang Xiubai, Lin Nian, and Shen Duoyuan have all developed their own paths and achieved success. There is no need to bind them together as a team."

"Jin He, break up with him right now. Do you know how serious it is for your idol to be in a relationship? Do you want An Yi to end up like you?"

Stop talking.

Jin He shook her head. "I don't know."

“An Yi has been training since he was a child. More than ten years of hard work cannot be wasted because of you.”

But I don't want to break up.

"Didn't he just go abroad to attend an awards ceremony? To be nominated for the Golden Dove Award in your twenties, you and he are not on the same level."

No.

"Your lives are inherently different! How can you not understand that! Do you really want to drag An Yi down to this state?"

"Jin He, there's a notice to be made tomorrow morning."

"Have the driver pick you up at 3 a.m. tomorrow to go to the TV station."

"There's a social event tonight that I need you to attend. Keep an eye on things."

"Rest? What rest? You have resources that so many people would love but couldn't have!"

"Don't fall asleep! I just got my hair done!"

"Jin He, have you thought this through? Do you really want to break up?"

"Brother! Brother! Brother, what's wrong?! Someone help! Help! Help!!"

It's so noisy.

Jin He felt a sharp pain in his chest. He frowned and endured it, thinking, "Can you please stop making noise? I really want to sleep."

“Xiao He…”

A soft call came from afar, and a thought held Jin He firmly in place.

"If you're tired, take a break. If you're sad, cry it out. You've already done a great job by persevering for so long."

"You might need to work a little harder next time, just a little bit."

"I love you."

Jin He kept her eyes tightly closed, but tears still slid down her cheeks.

Oh well.

Although life is tiring, I can stay a little longer for your sake.

You've already made this request to me.

An Yi held Jin He's hand, and used a wet wipe to clean his fingers one by one. He didn't pay attention when Jin He's fingers twitched, because Jin He's fingers would occasionally move when he was unconscious. At first, he was very surprised, but he was scolded by the doctor a few times and then he behaved himself.

Then his finger twitched again.

An Yi hissed and reached out to stroke Jin He's fingers: "Is your hand cramping?"

True Superb Insensitivity

An Yi was still muttering to himself, "I got a cramp, I need to take some calcium supplements."

Jin He: "..."

That finger... what's there to wipe!

I have a question for you!

"Cough cough..." Jin He coughed twice. His chest hurt too much, so he didn't dare to cough too much. He could already feel the excruciating pain in his chest. He felt An Yi tighten his grip on his fingers and suddenly look up at him with red eyes.

"woke up?"

Jin He looked at him with her eyes half open, her gaze smiling, her sickly and haggard face adorned with eyes as bright as stars.

Jin He opened her mouth, but her voice was so dry and hoarse that it was unbelievable. An Yi reached out and pressed the call bell, then stepped aside to let the doctor examine Jin He.

Because Jin He is currently in a state where his broken ribs have just been set, he doesn't dare to move at all. Even breathing is painful, so painful that he almost fainted.

An Yi simply stood aside and listened quietly.

After the doctor left, he sat down next to Jin He, picked up the water glass from the bedside table, and moistened Jin He's lips with some honey water using a cotton swab.

“You’ve been unconscious for three days,” An Yi said, his voice hoarse. Jin He looked at him and felt like he had several large blisters around his mouth.

"The night you came out after your surgery, you suddenly developed a high fever. All the cardiac surgeons in the hospital crowded into the operating room, and Jin Miao signed two critical condition notices for you."

"I was out of danger just last night," An Yi said, his voice and tone very calm, showing no sign of anything amiss. But Jin He felt as if he were a taut rubber band, ready to snap at any moment.

“From now on…” An Yi’s voice was hoarse as he coughed and lowered his head, “I will never let you have surgery again.”

Jin He smiled, pursing her lips.

"Still laughing? Doesn't it hurt?"

It hurts quite a bit, Jin He took a soft breath.

"I finally managed to fatten you up by eight pounds," An Yi muttered, "I wonder how many pounds you'll lose now."

"Just treat it as weight management," Jin He thought optimistically.

"Xiao Miao just left this morning. I told her to go back and rest. The little girl has been exhausted and frightened these past few days."

"The doctor will come tonight to remove your feeding tube." An Yi reached out and wiped away his cold sweat. "Then you can eat some liquid food. The next few days might be a bit tough, you..."

"Can you hold on a little longer?"

Jin He blinked and said in a hoarse voice, "Okay."