The fake heiress loves to act? The max-level boss isn't interested in playing along.

On the other end of the phone, Lu Tingxiao looked hesitant.

He knew the significance of his apology to Hua.

I also understand how heart-wrenching this kind of pain is.

No amount of eloquent consolation would seem palatable.

After a moment's hesitation, he said in a deep voice, "Take care of yourself. There's still a long way to go. Don't worry about organizing the materials; I'll take care of it."

Fu Hua held the receiver, and heard a static-like sound in her ear.

She looked out the window, her eyes filled with complex emotions.

After a few seconds of silence, she softly replied, "I will, senior, thank you."

After hanging up the phone, Fu Hua turned around and went back to the laboratory hall. She gave everyone a few instructions and then drove to the military hospital again.

All the way home, she was eager to return, her mind filled with the image of Xie Ci.

I both longed to see him soon and couldn't help but feel sorry for the suffering he had endured.

My heart was always hanging in mid-air.

The car was fine. Fu Hua walked into the hospital building.

Outside the ward, Zhou Yun, who had been sitting on a bench,

Upon seeing Fu Hua, he immediately stood up excitedly.

He rushed over, his face a mixture of joy and anxiety, his eyes red-rimmed.

He grabbed her hand, his voice trembling, "Huahua, you're finally back!"

"A-Ci, A-Ci is awake, just now..."

Fu Hua froze on the spot, her ears ringing.

She didn't get to hear the rest of Zhou Yun's words.

My heart started pounding as soon as I caught the words "Aci is awake."

Blood rushed to his head, and a glint of light flashed in his dim eyes.

She didn't have time to say more, nor did she have time to respond.

He took off and rushed toward the changing area, his movements hurried.

After changing into a sterile hospital gown, I carefully washed and disinfected my hands and arms.

They did each step with utmost care, their expressions like those of a child, unable to hide their joy.

The head nurse followed behind her, watching her anxious expression.

He said softly, "Comrade Fu, don't worry. Comrade Xie just woke up and is still quite conscious. He's looking around with his eyes open."

They kept calling your name, looking for you. Nothing we did could calm them down; we just wanted you to come quickly.

Fu Hua nodded slightly, trying to calm her rapid breathing and suppress the tears welling up in her eyes.

After disinfection, I quickly walked into the ward and sat down by the bedside.

Xie Ci was too weak; he had only been briefly conscious just now and had already fallen into a deep sleep again.

His brows were slightly furrowed, his face was pale, and his lips were chapped.

The once tall and handsome man was now connected to various monitoring devices.

Lying quietly, she lacked her usual high spirits, showing only her frail and weak state.

How insignificant humanity is in the face of disease.

Fu Hua hates accidental injuries and illnesses, and she hates death.

She reached out and gently took his hand.

Xie Ci's palms were not as broad and warm as usual; they were slightly cool, but still had the familiar feel to them.

The warmth of his palm touched my fingertips.

That warmth spread from my fingertips throughout my body.

Fu Hua's anxious heart finally calmed down.

As long as she holds his hand, she has an endless source of strength.

She sat quietly, her gaze lingering tenderly on his face, unwilling to look away even for a moment.

I wonder if it was because I sensed her presence.

As Xie Ci slept, a single, glistening tear welled up from the corner of his eye.

Tears streamed down her cheeks, soaking her pillowcase.

Fu Hua's heart clenched suddenly. She took out a handkerchief from her pocket, leaned over, and carefully wiped away his tears.

"Don't cry, don't be afraid, I'm here. I'll always be here with you and I won't leave."

She stayed by the hospital bedside, never leaving her side.

Dr. Zheng arrived with a group of medical staff for ward rounds.

Carefully examine all vital signs in the acknowledgments and review the latest follow-up examination report.

Immediately, Dr. Zheng's face showed disbelief and astonishment.

Dr. Zheng's expression shifted slightly. After finishing his rounds, he closed the patient's medical record.

He turned to the head nurse beside him and instructed, "Go and complete the formalities. This afternoon, transfer Comrade Xie to a single ward for cadres, and make sure the environment and nursing care are all arranged properly."

The head nurse quickly nodded in agreement: "Okay, Dr. Zheng, I'll take care of it right away."

Dr. Zheng looked at Fu Hua beside the hospital bed.

He spoke softly, "Comrade Fu, please come out for a moment. I need to say a few words to you and Comrade Xie's family."

Just then, Xie Chenjie arrived with a lunchbox to deliver the food, along with Zhou Yun.

I followed Fu Hua and Dr. Zheng into the doctor's office.

As soon as Zhou Yun entered the door, his heart clenched tightly, and his face turned pale.

Stepping forward anxiously, he asked, "Dr. Zheng, is Aci's condition not good? Has something happened again? Tell us the truth, we can handle it!"

Xie Chenjie quickly supported his wife's arm, his voice trembling slightly, but he tried to remain calm and comfort her: "Don't panic, listen to what the doctor says first. Aci is a lucky person, she'll be alright."

Dr. Zheng gestured for the two to sit down, then looked at Fu Hua standing to the side.

His face was filled with disbelief and astonishment, his brows relaxed.

His tone was filled with amazement: "Comrade Xie's parents, and Comrade Fu, I have some good news to tell you today."

The response to the acknowledgments was simply incredible, exceeding all our expectations!

"He suffered extremely severe spinal cord injury, coupled with high-level amputation of both legs, resulting in severe physical trauma."

Based on the current level of medical care in our country and the routine clinical recovery situation,

It's impossible for a little over a month to show such good signs of recovery.

But he was different; his surgical wound healed exceptionally well, without any infection or inflammation.

Even the most difficult-to-repair nerve conduction reflexes have shown significant improvement.

Even faint sensation could be detected in the lower limbs, and all vital signs were within acceptable limits.

The recovery speed is outrageously good, far exceeding normal levels; this is truly a medical miracle!

Zhou Yun and Xie Chenjie's gloomy expressions suddenly brightened, their eyes reddened, and their eyes became moist.

The two pulled up stools and sat down in front of Mr. Zheng, afraid of misunderstanding.

Dr. Zheng took a breath, equally excited: "Now, I can tell you definitively that Comrade Xie Ci has completely and stably passed the critical period and is no longer in danger of death."

"I'll be transferred to a regular ward this afternoon, so I can focus on my long-term rehabilitation."

Dr. Zheng paused, his gaze falling on Fu Hua, his eyes filled with approval.

He earnestly instructed, "Comrade Fu, you must not slack off in your follow-up rehabilitation and care."

Regularly turn Xie Ci over, wipe his body, and care for his amputation wound to prevent bedsores.

Daily limb massages are essential to prevent muscle atrophy, followed by rehabilitation therapy to gradually stabilize and restore nerve function.

"Most importantly, he has just regained consciousness, so his emotions must not fluctuate wildly, and he must not be stimulated."

To be honest, I've never seen an acknowledgment of thanks restored to this extent in my clinical practice.

For over a month, you've been taking meticulous care of me day and night in the ward, never leaving my side.

Every bit of effort paid off; you deserve immense credit for this result.

Fu Hua stood to the side, a sense of relief in her eyes.

His tone was calm and steady: "Dr. Zheng, you flatter me. I just did what I was supposed to do, and it's also thanks to your team's surgery and treatment..."

I will definitely take the follow-up rehabilitation care very seriously and will not let my guard down.

Zhou Yun stood to the side, and after hearing these words, her heart, which had been hanging in suspense for more than a month, finally settled down, and tears instantly welled up in her eyes.

She choked back tears, stood up, and held Fu Hua's hand tightly.

Her hands trembled slightly, her eyes filled with gratitude and heartache: "Child, good child, Auntie is so grateful to you... Our Xie family owes you so much, I really don't know what else to say but thank you."

"If it weren't for you, how could Aci have survived..."