Before he died, my grandfather forced me to marry the richest man in the capital.

The atmosphere outside the operating room was unusually tense; everyone looked uneasy and nervous, as if they were waiting for a leader.

The director of the Imperial Capital Hospital received a call from Han Yue 15 minutes ago and quickly got out of bed to come to the hospital to prepare.

The most professional neurosurgeons and experts were invited, and a whole group of people waited outside the operating room for the arrival of this person.

The hospital director originally intended to call Tang Junyao as well, but the soft-hearted director gave up after learning that she was pregnant and called other doctors instead.

Xu Mingkai, his face ashen, carried Ji Hancheng on his back. Han Yue helped him place him on the gurney prepared by the nurses. The hospital director personally and carefully pushed him into the operating room, his heart filled with unease.

Xu Mingkai was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, pacing back and forth, unsure whether to call Grandpa Ji. His hands were constantly rubbing together, his palms were covered in cold sweat.

Han Yue leaned against the operating room door, slightly raising his chin. "Is there not enough room for you on the stool?"

Xu Mingkai was in a real bind and couldn't possibly sit still. "Young Master Han, why did you hit me so hard?" Wasn't this supposed to be a friendly spar? You actually sent someone to the hospital.

Han Yue wasn't too worried at this moment. After reviewing the boxing process, he became a little suspicious. "Don't worry, he'll wake up soon. Just sit there and relax."

Sure enough. Half an hour later, the operating room lights went out, and the hospital director said with a smile, "Young Master Ji suffered a severe blow and has a concussion. He hasn't woken up yet, but it's not a big problem. He should wake up tonight, so don't worry too much."

Xu Mingkai felt a little relieved, but he was still worried because Ji Shao hadn't woken up yet, so he had to stay by his side the whole time.

Han Yue didn't say a word the whole time, nor did he respond to the dean's words. He just swayed and followed slowly to the VIP ward.

After placing Ji Hancheng on the bed, Han Yue stood at the door of the ward, glanced at it, and a smile instantly appeared on his lips, though he remained silent.

After the hospital director left, Xu Mingkai said, "Young Master Han, you should go back first. I'll stay and take care of Young Master Ji tonight."

"Okay, take good care of him. I'll go check on Lu Jinnan next door." When he came in, he saw the patient's name written on the door of the next ward.

Xu Mingkai was a little surprised, "Young Master Lu is also hospitalized?"

"Yes, concussion." After saying that, he ignored Xu Mingkai's questioning face and left the ward.

Xu Mingkai: Is concussion common now? How come both Young Master Ji and Young Master Lu have concussions?

Han Yue didn't knock rudely, but opened the door and went in. "Oh, you're staying here?"

Lu Jinnan, who was engrossed in playing King of Glory, looked up and continued playing. "Damn it, I've been here for days and you're only just coming to see me. And you didn't even bring anything to eat. You're so shameless to come empty-handed."

Han Yue ignored Lu Jinnan's nonsense, glanced around the room, and said, "Not bad. Planning to stay for a while?"

Lu Jinnan, who was engrossed in playing on his phone, was now in a frenzy, shouting, "Push the tower, you lazy bums! I'm not terminally ill, why would I stay here forever?"

Han Yue glanced at his watch; it was almost 2 a.m. He'd been playing until the early hours. "This game isn't for you; it's too brain-draining. Go visit the neighbors next door sometime."

About ten minutes after Han Yue left, Lu Jinnan threw his phone in frustration. The tower had been pushed, and he had failed. He had been a bit bored these past few days. Tang Junyao hadn't come since her rounds, and Su Xue hadn't come since their last argument. Lu's mother, on the other hand, brought him chicken soup every day, which made him feel nauseous. It was no different from being in postpartum confinement.

I can only occasionally have a few words with the front desk nurse.

Driven by curiosity, Lu Jinnan put on his coat and slippers, and shuffled out of the ward. As soon as the handsome young man appeared, the nurse asked enthusiastically, "Young Master Lu, do you need any help? Are you feeling unwell?"

Lu Jinnan gave a playboy-like smile, glanced at the tightly closed door next door, and said, "No need, no need, I'm just looking around. Is there a new person next door?"

The nurse smiled sweetly, "Yes, she just came in; she also has a concussion."

Lu Jinnan stood at the door and looked at the wall. There were no patient cards with names on them. "Why isn't this patient's name on the card?"

The nurse maintained her smile, "The director instructed that no more should be added."

Lu Jinnan became even more curious, and since Han Yue had invited him to visit other people's homes, he thought, "Why don't you take my name too?"

"Okay."

Lu Jinnan was about to push open the door when the nurse quickly stopped him, saying, "Young Master Lu, this patient cannot be disturbed. Our hospital director gave the order."

This made Lu Jinnan, who was bored out of his mind, even more curious. "I know him. Don't worry, I'll take responsibility for you if anything happens."

The nurse was skeptical at first, but in the end she was fooled by Lu Jinnan's face.

Lu Jinnan stood at the door and knocked. Xu Mingkai got up and opened the door. "Young Master Lu."

Lu Jinnan was astonished. "Xu Mingkai, it's you!" He rushed into the room in a few quick steps, and upon seeing the face of the person sleeping on the hospital bed, he exclaimed, "Damn, why is Young Master Ji in the hospital? What happened?"

Xu Mingkai truthfully recounted the incident of Ji Shao and Han Yue boxing that night. Lu Jinnan felt that something was off, but couldn't quite put his finger on it.

Xu Mingkai stayed in Ji Hancheng's ward until 3 a.m., but he couldn't stay awake any longer and said he was going to buy something. Fortunately, Ji Hancheng was still asleep, and Lu Jinnan went back to sleep in the next room.

Tang Junyao still didn't wake Xiaoyouzi in the morning. She had gotten used to Xiaocaozi not being home these past few days. Xiaoyouzi played by herself and listened to the maid, which made things much easier for her.

After breakfast, she went to drive. Sitting in the car, she started to feel reluctant to drive because the traffic was so bad. The weather in February wasn't as cold and biting as in January.

He opened the car door, got out, and promptly went home to get his motorcycle keys.

The aunt was a little surprised to see Tang Junyao enter. "Miss, didn't you already leave? Did you leave something behind?"

She went straight to the master bedroom, grabbed her keys and helmet, and said, "I'm going to ride my bike there. Four-wheeled vehicles are too congested, and driving is a bit too rushed. Auntie, I'm off."

Aunt Zhang and Aunt Wu were a little worried. "Miss, please drive slowly and be careful."

"understood."

Tang Junyao grabbed the keys and rushed to the garage of Su Yu's building. She lifted the protective cover, and her long-lost beloved car came into view. All the memories flooded back, the good and the bad.

It turns out that memories are only temporarily sealed away; what should be remembered and what shouldn't be remembered are all stored in the mind.

People always want to forget some unpleasant memories they don't like, but things are often the opposite. The more you try to forget, the more vividly you remember them, because the things you want to forget are already deeply etched in your memory.

Facing it head-on is the best option; escaping only buries things and is of no use whatsoever. Her grandfather's passing, her mother's suicide, and her maternal grandparents' car accident are the deepest wounds in her heart.

She gently stroked the gleaming car body, the scene of her grandfather giving her the car for the first time flashing through her mind. She smiled, put on her helmet and fastened it, straddled the car with her long legs, inserted the key, and started the engine. A series of skillful actions, and instantly the garage was filled with a roar. This was her favorite sound, the beginning of driving, the yearning for freedom.

As I drove out of the garage, a gentle breeze caressed my face, and the view was wonderful. A motorcycle can outrun the wind, but it can't catch up with time or make up for regrets. Yet, it can give you a sense of freedom and exhilaration.

The car drove at a steady speed through the streets of the capital and soon arrived at the hospital entrance. The car stopped, she took off her helmet, and tossed her long hair past her shoulders, an action that attracted the attention of many people.

She carried her helmet in one hand and had just entered the hospital when an intern nurse followed her, her eyes full of envy. "Dr. Tang, you can ride a motorcycle? That's so cool!"

Tang Junyao smiled slightly, "Good morning."

Su Xue walked over, put her arm around her shoulder, and asked, "Why did you bring your car out today?"

She sighed, "The traffic is so bad that the four-wheel drive is making my smoking addiction, which I finally managed to quit, kick in again. I'll drive the four-wheel drive when I take Xiaoyouzi out."

"Okay, this thing suits you best. My sister is so cool, even if I were a guy, I would be captivated by you."

"Sister, I'm straight. Don't try to change me. We can't get along in that area, so I can't satisfy you."

The two put their arms around each other's shoulders and smiled. Su Xue laughed out loud, "Your driving speed is good, I like it."