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

A resolute light ignited in Fu Hua's eyes.

It's okay, she has plenty of time.

She possessed medical knowledge that was decades ahead of everyone else in this era.

There's also the incredible advantage of having space, something others wouldn't even dare to dream of.

Things that others think are impossible or unachievable,

For her, there are no absolute conclusions.

We must exert all our strength to accelerate the research progress.

No matter how difficult it is, we must overcome the challenges of stem cell regeneration, spinal cord nerve reconstruction, and 3D printing of living limbs.

She was determined to make Xie Ci's amputated leg grow back.

Let him stand up completely again.

Stand tall, walk and run freely as before.

No longer will I be trapped by my disability, no longer will I have to endure this pain.

Her transmigration is itself the most illogical existence.

Therefore, with her, anything unbelievable can become a reality.

But I can't tell them these things right now.

Giving hope only to have it dashed is a truly devastating disaster.

The caregiver packed her things, said goodbye to Fu Hua, and left.

The ward fell silent, with only the sound of their breathing remaining.

Fu Hua sat by the hospital bed and reached out to hold Xie Ci's slightly cool hand.

Gently massage each of his fingers,

Her voice was gentle: "Xie Ci, you should wake up now. Your uncle, aunt, and grandma have been waiting outside every day, so worried that they can't eat or sleep."

I know that once you wake up, the days ahead will be incredibly difficult for you.

"It's okay. No matter how hard it gets, I'll be there for you. I'll stay by your side and never go anywhere else."

As soon as she finished speaking, Xie Ci, lying on the hospital bed, suddenly trembled slightly with her eyelashes.

Fu Huaxin's heart leaped into her throat. She held her breath and stared intently at his face.

A few seconds later, he slowly opened his eyes, his gaze dazed and weak.

His vision was so blurry that he couldn't see anything clearly, so he quickly closed his eyes again, then struggled to open them again.

His gaze slowly focused on Fu Hua's face, and he squeezed out two words.

"Huahua".

Xie Ci's voice was hoarse, as if it had been rubbed with sandpaper.

He hadn't spoken for so long that his throat was parched and burning, making it difficult for him to even utter a sound; his voice was so soft it was almost inaudible.

Fu Hua's eyes widened, filled with surprise.

Her voice trembled uncontrollably: "You're awake! You're finally awake."

She didn't dare delay, and gently took his pulse, feeling its steady rhythm.

She quickly pressed the call bell by the bedside, anxiously summoning Dr. Zheng.

A short while later, Dr. Zheng and his medical staff walked in quickly.

They took out a stethoscope and a flashlight and carefully examined Xie Ci thoroughly.

Blood pressure measurement, pupil examination, and limb sensation testing.

After a busy day, Dr. Zheng smiled with satisfaction.

His tone was exceptionally joyful and excited: "That's wonderful! All the indicators are stable. Comrade Xie has finally fully regained consciousness!"

Actually, he's almost fully recovered and should have woken up a long time ago. Now you can all rest assured!

"Yeah, we finally won."

Dr. Zheng put away his tools and then specifically instructed, "The patient has just woken up and is still very weak. Don't let him talk too much, and don't agitate him."

Start with liquid foods and gradually adjust your diet.

He's just regaining consciousness after being seriously injured, so you must keep him calm. I'll call the commander right away to report this good news!

Fu Hua nodded repeatedly, thanking Dr. Zheng with heartfelt gratitude.

After everyone left, she poured herself a glass of warm water and secretly mixed it with spiritual spring water.

He held the bottle to Xie Ci's lips and said softly, "Here, have some water to soothe your throat. You've just woken up, so don't talk too much. We can talk about it when you feel better."

Xie Ci took a few small sips, and his dry throat finally felt a little better.

Her gaze slowly shifted, unconsciously drifting downwards until it landed on her lower body, which was covered by the blanket.

His gaze lingered on the blanket, scrutinizing the unusual outline repeatedly.

He instantly understood something, and panic welled up in his eyes.

Fu Hua's heart tightened. She put down her water glass, gripped his hands tightly with both of hers, and held them firmly.

Looking at him with unwavering eyes, she gently reassured him, "Don't be afraid, Xie Ci, I'm here, I've always been here."

Xie Ci's hand trembled slightly as he raised his other hand, pointing shakily to his leg. His eyes were red-rimmed, and hot tears streamed down his face uncontrollably.

Each pellet hit Fu Hua's hand, burning her heart with pain.

His voice choked with sobs: "My...my leg...what happened?"

Fu Hua's expression was grave; seeing his pained look, her heart felt like it was being torn apart.

Gritting his teeth, he told him the truth: "You were seriously injured during the mission, and in order to save your life, you had to have your lower leg amputated."

Thank goodness, thank goodness you survived. As long as you're alive, that's better than anything else. This is incredibly lucky.

After listening to the farewell speech, he slowly closed his eyes.

Tears clung to her long eyelashes, and the ward fell into a long silence.

He lay motionless, not uttering a sound, his entire being radiating despair.

This kind of excruciating pain is something no one can accept all at once.

He needs time to process and face this harsh reality.

Fu Hua didn't say anything, she just quietly held his hand and stayed with him quietly.

After an unknown amount of time, Xie Ci slowly opened his eyes.

A bitter smile tugged at the corners of his lips, a smile filled with despair and dejection.

Her voice was as soft as a sigh: "I would rather... sacrifice myself on the mission than end up like this."

"I understand, I get it all."

Fu Hua's eyes instantly reddened, and tears welled up in them.

"No one can truly understand your pain, not even me."

But your being alive is the greatest comfort to your uncles, aunts, and me.

Thank you. We will all always be with you, we will never leave you, and we will be there for you through this time.

Xie Ci turned his head away, avoiding her gaze.

Her voice was tired and hoarse: "Huahua, could you... leave me alone for a while?"

Fu Hua stared at him, her eyes filled with heartache and reluctance.

Xie Ci forced a smile and softly comforted her, "Don't worry, I won't kill myself. I'm not that cowardly. I just want to be alone for a while."

Fu Hua nodded, stood up, and looked back at Xie Ci on the hospital bed several times.

He walked heavily out of the ward and gently closed the door behind him.

She didn't go far; she walked to the nurses' station, borrowed a phone, and called the Xie family first.

I told Zhou Yun and Xie Chenjie the good news that Xie Ci had woken up.

They also shared the good news with Grandma Xie.

As for thanking Grandpa, his condition had finally improved, and he didn't want to upset the old man.

What hurts Xie Ci is that the old man still doesn't know.

Zhou Yun and Xie Chenjie had just arrived home and hadn't even had a chance to sit down and rest when...

Upon hearing that Xie Ci had woken up, they immediately rushed to the hospital.

Fu Hua quickly tried to dissuade him over the phone: "Uncle and Aunt, please don't rush over. He just found out about his leg problem, and he's in a really bad mood and very depressed."

If you come over now, he won't be able to speak properly; in fact, it will only make him feel worse.

He wants to be alone, so I'll stay outside the ward and let you know immediately if there's any movement. You should rest well and come back tomorrow morning, okay?