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

After Han Yue and Lu Jinnan left, only Ji Hancheng and Ji Jiale remained in the room, and it was clear that neither of them intended to leave.

Su Xue helped Tang Junyao walk inside to examine her closely. Su Xue was a rather sentimental person; she couldn't hide her laughter or her tears, and her eyes were already swollen from crying.

Tang Junyao's tears kept welling up in her eyes but didn't fall. She walked behind Ji Hancheng, reached out and held his cold hand. Through the coolness of his palm, she could feel that his heart was covered in ice. There was rain on the back of his hand. The drizzle didn't soak through, but it was just enough to wet him.

She knew how much pain he was in.

Because she was in pain too, it felt like a sharp knife was being plunged into her chest and constantly churning inside, so painful that she couldn't breathe, but she had to force herself to endure it. At that moment, she wished she were the one lying in bed.

No one dared to speak or even breathe. Even when tears fell, they fell silently and were wiped away quietly.

The room was oppressive and stifling, filled only with the sounds of machinery being installed and breathing.

Ji Jiale remained motionless, his aura extremely low. He watched the doctor attach one instrument after another to his sister's body without blinking. Lu Yiyue didn't know how to comfort him, so she could only stand beside him and bear it, holding his hand to show that she was there for him.

About half an hour later, the doctor set up all the monitoring equipment. He glanced at the man who exuded a chill, not daring to speak to him, and finally turned his gaze to Tang Junyao behind him, asking, "Dr. Tang, do you need us to stay?"

Before Tang Junyao could answer, Ji Hancheng refused, saying in a deep voice, "No need, you can all leave."

Hanhan will wake up. Her internal organs are not damaged, and her injuries are not serious. She was just traumatized and doesn't want to wake up because someone has left her life there.

Upon hearing this, the doctors nodded and left. Ji Hancheng told them to keep it a secret.

Hanhan was unconscious, and there was no point in having so many people standing there. Tang Junyao took a deep breath. She still had to follow the proper etiquette. There were still people downstairs. She took Su Xue and Xi Xi out and comforted them instead, but there was no smile on her face. "I'm fine. You can all go back."

Su Xue could tell something was wrong just by looking at her best friend's expression. She was very worried and said, "How about Yueyue and I stay here tonight?"

Tang Junyao shook her head, knowing that Xiaoxue was worried about her, "It's okay, I still have Lele and Hancheng, I won't break down."

Lan Yunxi was also worried about her sister and wanted to suggest staying here as well. Her eyes welled up with tears, "Sister..."

Tang Junyao cut off the last word, her tone flat and without any inflection, "Listen to me, I'm really fine. You have to go to work tomorrow, and there are two kids at home studying. Come on, you can come again tomorrow."

"Mom, can I stay?" She wanted to stay with Lele, who must be very sad right now.

Su Xue nodded. Since Yao Yao didn't want to stay, she would let her daughter stay. It would also be good to persuade Lele and prevent the child from overthinking. "You stay. Mom will go back first. Please take care of her. Call us if anything happens."

Several people came downstairs. Yuan Shu, who rarely showed her emotions, was wiping away tears. Even Ji Hang was in tears. Han's father was comforting them and whispering words of advice.

Tang Junyao stopped in front of the Han couple and said gratefully, "Uncle Han, Aunt Han, thank you."

Han's mother patted Tang Junyao on the shoulder, "We're family, so let's not be formal. If you need anything, just call Xixi. Don't be afraid of the trouble. There's no such thing as trouble among family."

"it is good."

Before leaving, Lu Jinnan said, "Sister-in-law, if Cheng-ge needs anything, just call us. Yuezi and I will keep our phones on 24/7."

When Han Yue and Lu Jinnan came down, they were worried that Ji Hancheng might not be able to handle his daughter's unconsciousness and might do something stimulating to relieve the pressure.

Han Yue: "It's ready anytime."

"I'll keep an eye on him, don't worry."

Tang Junyao understood their concerns, because she used to race cars to release the pressure in her heart, and later her grandfather begged her not to do such dangerous things.

She stopped speeding after that and only rode a motorcycle, keeping her speed within a safe range.

After everyone left, Tang Junyao and Lu Yiyue helped Ji Hang and Yuan Shu back to their rooms. Yuan Shu, afraid of causing her daughter-in-law worry, acted very strong and urged Yao Yao to go about her business.

That night, everyone in the Ji residence suffered from insomnia. Ji Hancheng sent Ji Jiale and Lu Yiyue back to their room and told them that he wouldn't go to work the next day; he wanted to stay with Hanhan and wait for her to wake up.

Lu Yiyue understood her uncle's feelings and pulled Ji Jiale away. Inside the room, Ji Jiale was emotionally distraught, his mind filled with images of his sister's injured face. Although they were all superficial wounds, there wasn't a single uninjured spot on her body.

His chest felt tight and he couldn't breathe, as if he had sunk to the bottom of a lake, making even breathing difficult.

As soon as he entered the room, he bent down and hugged Lu Yiyue tightly, burying his head in her shoulder. A few seconds later, a warm sensation seeped into her clothes. She stood motionless, only reaching out to stroke Lele's back gently. "I believe Hanhan will wake up. Let's check what methods can help Hanhan wake up in this situation. We definitely can."

"Yueyue, thank you."

"I am your girlfriend, and Hanhan is your sister and mine." Even if she is not his fiancée, Hanhan is still the sister they grew up with.

Lu Yiyue didn't know how long she held him, how long she coaxed him, before she finally managed to get Ji Jiale to go to bed and rest for a while.

In another room, Ji Hancheng took the towel from Yao Yao and gently wiped his daughter's face. She didn't try to take it from him; she knew how he felt. He regretted it now, just as much as he had opposed Hanhan becoming a special forces soldier.

Tang Junyao could guess that he was filled with regret and self-blame. After thinking for a moment, she still tried to comfort him. Her heart was also breaking, as if it were being cut by a knife. "Hancheng, Hanhan's situation today is not your fault. It's not because you agreed to her demands that she turned out this way. You have made sufficient preparations, otherwise Hanhan wouldn't be back today."

Ji Hancheng felt guilty, and Yao Yao, who knew him well, guessed what was going on. "But if I had persisted a little longer back then, would Hanhan have given up on this idea?"

"Do you think your daughter can give up what she's decided? This career has been her dream since she was little. You can't stop her. If we could persuade her so easily, she wouldn't be our Hanhan. At least she came back alive, didn't she?"

After saying this, Tang Junyao shed two lines of tears, her vision blurred as she looked at the man who was bending down to wipe her daughter's hands. The pain in his heart was the same as her own.

Seeing that he pursed his lips and remained silent, she knew that he was still unable to get out of his self-blame. "You have taken comprehensive measures. The five people you sent have protected Hanhan very well. We must make proper arrangements for the one who sacrificed himself. Although he is an orphan, he should still have a dignified tombstone."

Upon hearing this, Ji Hancheng paused in the hand holding the towel, and replied calmly, "I have already buried him in the Ji family cemetery."

Tang Junyao took a few steps forward and stood beside him. Ji Hancheng turned around and suddenly hugged Yao Yao's waist, burying his head in her stomach.

"Can I take the first half of the night and you take the second half?" Tang Junyao said in a consultative tone.

One was sitting, and the other was standing.

She gently stroked his hair and suddenly noticed a few gray hairs on his head. He had only been there for two days to pick up Hanhan, and he already had gray hairs. With mixed feelings, she touched the gray hairs and a tear fell onto the tip of her hair.

From black hair to white hair, how many years does it take? It only takes a moment.

After hugging for a while, Ji Hancheng regained his composure and said, "Yaoyao, you should go to sleep first."

"Okay, I'll relieve you in the second half of the night."

Ji Hancheng did not agree to this, but simply told her to go to sleep.

Tang Junyao didn't want to leave, but she understood him and knew that Ji Hancheng wanted to whisper something to his daughter, something she couldn't even hear. So she agreed and left the room, closing the door behind her as she glanced at the remorseful man.

After closing the door, she covered her mouth and quickly returned to her room. Once the door was closed, all her emotions could no longer be contained. She leaned against the door frame and slowly slid down to sit on the floor, sobbing silently and laboriously. Hugging her knees, all the emotions she had suppressed throughout the night poured out at this moment, like the sky collapsing and the earth splitting open, like a dam bursting.

Her heart ached so much she couldn't breathe. She clutched her chest, which was throbbing with pain, and pressed and pounded it desperately, as if only doing so could relieve the pain in her chest cavity. She pounded for a while before stopping, her clothes at her chest were deformed from the pain, as if she was about to die from the pain at any moment.

The last time I cried like this was when my mother jumped off a building, when my grandfather died, and when he was hiding something.

In another room, just as Yao Yao had expected, Ji Hancheng was indeed whispering to his daughter, holding her hand that wasn't in a cast, and muttering, "Hanhan, your mother went back to her room to cry. Dad didn't go with her. Your mother is sad and needs to vent."

As he spoke, Ji Hancheng paused for a moment, his eyes slightly moist. He composed himself and continued chatting with his daughter, "Little girl, you broke your promise. You said you wouldn't make your parents cry and would only be our source of joy. If you don't wake up soon, you'll have broken your word."

No matter what Ji Hancheng said, the person on the bed remained motionless and unresponsive. Finally, a tear fell from Ji Hancheng's eye, and his lips trembled slightly.

He felt guilty, thinking that he should have sent more bodyguards to accompany Hanhan into the school. Why did he only send five? Why didn't he send more?

Many assumptions arose in Ji Hancheng's mind, and more and more self-blame accumulated in his chest, turning into tears that welled up in his eyes.

At 1:30 a.m., Tang Junyao pushed open the door again. Ji Hancheng was not asleep, nor did he speak. He was just holding his daughter's hand and massaging her.

Looking at that figure from behind, she had just suppressed her tears when her freshly washed face almost blurred with tears again. She tilted her head back to hold them back, walked over, and adopted a relaxed tone, "Go lie down for a while. If you don't want to go back, you can lie on Hanhan's little sofa."

Meeting Yao Yao's gaze, Ji Hancheng smiled. Not wanting her to worry, he nodded in agreement. In the end, he didn't lie down on the sofa because Hanhan's sofa was too small. He turned and left the room.

Tang Junyao didn't know where he had gone. She assumed he had gone to wash his face, so she sat down on the stool he had been sitting on, tidied up her daughter's blanket, and checked the data displayed on the various instruments.

A moment later, Ji Hancheng returned carrying two blankets. Tang Junyao had a guess in her mind. "Are you planning to sleep on the floor?"

"Okay, I'll have them buy a folding bed tomorrow." He wanted to stay in this room until Hanhan woke up, afraid that she wouldn't be able to find him when she woke up.

Tang Junyao understood his feelings, and after thinking about it, she ultimately did not stop him. After making the bed, Ji Hancheng asked Yao Yao to lie down with him for a while.

On the floor, the couple huddled together under the covers, watching over their daughter. Tang Junyao coaxed her, "Sleep for a while."

"Um."

Perhaps it was because Yao Yao was there, or perhaps it was because they were in their daughter's room, but he gradually closed his eyes. Tang Junyao tenderly stroked his pale chin, looked up at his hair, and noticed that there were several more white hairs on his head.

She hugged him tenderly and sighed.

At 3:30 a.m., when Ji Jiale pushed open the door, he saw his parents sleeping on the floor. He felt a mix of emotions and stood there silently for a few seconds. Lu Yiyue also wanted to come over, but Ji Jiale didn't agree. He pressed her shoulder and told her to continue sleeping, saying that her father was in Hanhan's room.

Seeing that her parents hadn't left, Ji Jiale gently sat down in a chair to stay with her younger sister, her eyes fixed on her sister's injured face, feeling extremely distressed.

When did this girl suffer such a serious injury?

During this time, Yuan Shu and Ji Hang also secretly came to take a look. Ji Jiale helped them back to their room because their grandparents were too old to stay up all night with them.