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

Upon arriving at the hospital, Tang Junyao was anxious. She unbuckled her seatbelt and rushed toward the operating room, with Ji Hancheng taking long strides to follow behind.

The two arrived at the operating room door one after the other. Xu Mingkai leaned against the wall, one bodyguard leaned against one side of the operating room, and two bodyguards followed behind Tang Junyao.

The young master has already been in trouble; we absolutely cannot let the young lady get into trouble too, or their lives will be in danger.

When Xu Mingkai saw that Young Master Ji and his wife had arrived, he hurriedly stepped forward to report the situation. He found it difficult to speak, as he felt the atmosphere was very heavy. He wondered how his wife would react if she knew the truth. "Young Master Ji, Madam, Ms. Wu was pronounced dead 10 minutes ago. She could not be saved. All her internal organs were ruptured. The Lan family bodyguard is still unconscious and has a broken leg. Ms. Zhang is still being treated, but her condition is relatively better."

Tang Junyao finished speaking Xu Mingkai's words with a strong will. Ji Hancheng's gaze had been fixed on her face ever since Xu Mingkai began his report. Her face was very pale, but she didn't cry. Ji Hancheng didn't think this was a sign of her strength.

She said blankly to Xu Mingkai, "I understand. Thank you for your hard work."

Xu Mingkai was terrified by this young mistress. His face turned pale, and he was completely devoid of energy, as if his soul had been taken away.

The first impression they give is that they're putting on a brave front, and that they'll be finished once they break down.

Ji Hancheng followed closely behind her, pressing his tongue hard against his cheek, suppressing his anger to the extreme.

Tang Junyao, her legs heavy, walked toward the other bodyguards. "Don't tell my brother about this yet. I'll talk to him myself. You two stay here and take care of Baihu."

One of the bodyguards objected, "Miss, this won't do. We have to protect you."

She swallowed hard and continued, "Okay, you protect me, they'll take care of the white tiger."

Before the bodyguard could say anything more, Ji Hancheng interrupted him, "I will protect her. If anything happens, let your young master come and pay with his life."

What could be more credible than a guarantee that one would risk their life for it?

Seeing the man's powerful aura and the fact that the young lady didn't seem to object, the bodyguards didn't say anything more. They figured he was no ordinary person. When they came to the capital, only their boss knew the inside information. Although they were the most skilled, not everyone could know about their master's affairs.

Tang Junyao wanted to go see Aunt Wu, but Ji Hancheng pulled her back as soon as she took a step, and she fell into a strong and safe embrace. He held the back of her head and whispered on her head, "Don't go. She doesn't want you to see her like this. Leave her with a good impression in your heart. We'll go see her off tomorrow. I'll go with you."

While she was hesitating.

The operating room door opened, and the doctor came out. Tang Junyao quickly stepped out of Ji Hancheng's embrace and went forward to ask, "Dr. Li, how is it?"

Tang Junyao knew this Dr. Li. They had done surgery together before. He was very skilled. She had also heard that Dr. Li was a divorced man, apparently because he was infertile.

His name is Li Ke. Several female nurses privately said that the name was too unlucky, and he received a lot of strange looks because of it.

Dr. Li was also surprised that Tang Junyao was a patient's family member. He told her the truth, "She is not out of danger yet. If she can wake up tonight, it means she will be fine. If not, there is a possibility that she may become a vegetable. Dr. Tang, you should be prepared for this. She will most likely wake up tonight. I am quite confident in my surgery."

The last sentence reassured Tang Junyao: "Thank you."

"Don't worry, you're a doctor too. This is a process, a process you have to wait for. The patient will be taken to the ward after the anesthesia wears off, which may take another hour."

She thanked him again, saying she trusted Dr. Li's medical skills. "It's okay, I'll wait. Thank you, Dr. Li, you've worked hard."

Dr. Li nodded, said a few words, and left.

Seeing the woman's tense emotions, Ji Hancheng felt a pang of heartache, as if a wound had been torn open in his chest. He patiently said, "I will find a way to wake her up. If the doctors in China can't do it, I will find doctors abroad for you, until she wakes up."

She nodded blankly, tears welling in her eyes, which she forced back. Ji Hancheng urged her, "I'll go with you to see the Lan family's bodyguards."

"Okay." I've never seen her so obedient; it's as if all the thorns on her body have been pulled out.

She couldn't get into Baihu's ward; he was unconscious in the intensive care unit. She could only look at him through the glass outside. He was covered in various medical instruments. Seeing this, she felt a pang of guilt, as if a needle was piercing her heart, causing her extreme pain.

She stood quietly outside the glass window, her gaze fixed on the person on the bed covered in medical equipment. In just one day, three people who were perfectly healthy had gone from life to death, one was still unconscious in the operating room, and the other was in the intensive care unit, also in a coma.

Ji Hancheng didn't say a word or try to persuade her again. He just quietly stayed by her side, standing in the same position.

About 40 minutes later, Aunt Zhang came out. The doctor said she also needed to go to the intensive care unit and would be transferred to a regular ward after she woke up that night. Tang Junyao understood the procedure, but she just found it hard to accept.

Standing outside, watching Aunt Zhang being carried onto the hospital bed, covered in the same medical equipment, and seeing the electrocardiogram still showing a curve in the distance, she felt very fortunate that she was alive. It was good that she was alive, it was good that she was alive.

As it was nearing the end of the workday, Su Xue rushed over and hugged her best friend. Her eyes were blurry with tears, and she comforted her friend with a nasal voice, "Darling, it will be alright. You still have me."

Tang Junyao's throat tightened, and she fought back the urge to cry. "Aunt Wu is gone."

After speaking, Su Xue paused for a moment, then left. Tang Junyao didn't shed tears, but Su Xue burst into tears. "Why did you leave like that? Aunt Wu was still so young, still..."

Ji Hancheng's brow furrowed. Was this person here to offer advice or to stir up trouble? He quickly stopped them, saying, "Miss Su, Yao Yao is a little tired. I'll take her back first."

Su Xue was still immersed in grief. She wanted her best friend to go back and rest, so she nodded hurriedly, not caring whether Ji Hancheng was still on her blacklist. Yao Yao needed someone to comfort her and keep an eye on her, as well as Xiao Youzi. It seemed that no one was more suitable than Ji Hancheng.

Since it would allow them to take care of Yao Yao and also look after Xiao Youzi, they didn't object.

Back to Yixinyuan.

Tang Junyao walked mechanically towards the second bedroom like a soulless machine, only to find the room empty, with neither Xiaoyouzi nor Aunt Ji in sight. Panicked, she frantically searched the room. Ji Hancheng quickly stopped her, "Don't worry, I'll call and ask. Our son won't be missing, okay?"

After her initial panic subsided, Ji Hancheng sensed that her emotions had reached a breaking point, a point where she was holding back from exploding. This was her worst state; the slightest noise would cause her to panic drastically, a stark contrast to her usual self. It was as if she had lost all basic reasoning and was trapped in a dead end.

It was as if she had entered a maze and couldn't get out.

Ji Hancheng didn't hide it from her; he took out his phone right in front of her and dialed his wife's number. "Aunt Ji, where's the child?"

The old man snatched the phone, and what came through was unusually devoid of sarcasm: "I had your mother bring the little darling to the Ji residence. Tell the girl not to worry; I know everything. She's strong-willed and keeps everything bottled up inside. Find a way to make her explode, even if it means she beats you up. Don't let her keep it bottled up; it'll make her sick. Don't worry about the little darling; your mother and Aunt Ji are taking good care of her. She hasn't cried at all. Just take good care of her."

After hanging up the phone, Ji Hancheng was thinking about his grandfather's words. Should he beat him up? But how could he do that would make her beat him up?

Is this a difficult way to get beaten up?