"J's second surgery was a success, but we need a recording of you and the children. Play it for J every day to awaken her consciousness."
Mu Jiuchen's hand trembled. The surgery was successful, that was good!
His Nuan Nuan must have suffered a lot!
At this moment, he reined in all his imposing aura, his entire being exuding endless tenderness, yet he remained the radiant and noble Mu Jiuchen.
He turned to look at the three children in the back seat, a faint smile appearing on his crimson lips. "My darlings, your mother's surgery was very successful."
The three children were overjoyed to hear this.
"Yay! I knew Mom would be fine, I." Little Jinli danced with joy.
Jiang Yukuo and Jiang Siyun, however, had tears welling up in their eyes.
It wasn't until the sound of honking horns came from behind that Mu Jiuchen drove away.
He pulled the car over to the side of the road and stopped, then clicked on the recording.
Then, with a gentle smile, he said, "Nuan Nuan, little lazybones, it's time to wake up. You promised me we'd go to your favorite hotel tonight."
"Nuan Nuan, I miss you so much today. Nuan Nuan, do you know? I'm so angry, so furious that you left me. But Nuan Nuan, I also know you didn't want to see so many people die before your eyes. Nuan Nuan, I forgive you. Can you please come back soon...?"
His deep, magnetic voice was laced with profound tenderness, carrying a call that drew closer and closer.
Mu Jiuchen closed his eyes painfully. That day she had her accident was too sudden, and he still had so many words left unsaid.
Jiang Nuan was his entire world. Her words, her happy smile, her gentle demeanor could make him happy for days.
He knew Jiang Nuan was slow to understand love, so he wanted to wait. When she realized she truly loved him, he would propose immediately.
The car was silent. The three children knew their father was sad, so they didn't disturb him, even unconsciously lowering their breathing.
The car was incredibly quiet, as if a world had formed within it, filled only with Mu Jiuchen's pained breaths.
He stared blankly at the steering wheel, his vision gradually blurring. The girl he had waited for for years, he thought this time he could hold her tightly beside him, only to be separated in such a painful way in the end.
In those years, every time he received her photo, he would smile. The little girl had grown so much. Looking at her maturing face, he knew how beautiful she would be when she grew up.
That feeling, was it love from the very beginning? He, young, reckless, and ignorant, always felt like he held the entire world when he got her photos.
He understood her. He knew she would be touched. That night, after he showed her those photos, she was so moved that she foolishly gave herself to him. She was pure, kind, disliked crowds, yet like when she was little, she possessed the purest heart.
After a long while, Mu Jiuchen composed himself and turned to look at the three babies, his voice hoarse. "Each of you say one sentence, say what you want to say."
Mu Jiuchen turned on the recording and looked at Jiang Yukuo.
Jiang Yukuo said into the phone, "Mommy, you said you'd buy me a bicycle this holiday. I want to learn to ride it this holiday. Mommy, you must take me to buy it soon."
Then it was Jiang Shaoqing's turn. "Mommy, I've earned a lot of money from my live streams. When Mommy comes back, I'll give it all to you."
Jiang Yukuo silently looked at his younger brother, surprised. "You have a secret stash?"
Jiang Shaoqing, startled, let it slip. "I didn't say anything."
"Hmph, it's not like I'm deaf." Jiang Yukuo looked at him mysteriously. "Show me how much you have when we get back."
Jiang Shaoqing quickly shook his head.
Jiang Yukuo glared at him indignantly.
Mu Jiuchen handed the phone to his daughter again.
Jiang Siyun smiled and said, "Mommy, I'm in love. Aren't you going to come back and manage me?"
"Ah..." Jiang Yukuo exclaimed.
The two older and one younger instantly looked at Jiang Siyun.
Jiang Siyun looked at her two brothers and her father. "Can't I?"
"You can't!" the father and sons chorused.
Mu Jiuchen was furious. Who was that big pig's trotters?
"Hoo hoo, I know! It must be Xiao Zeyei. Whenever we go to the martial arts hall, he often gives you delicious food." Jiang Shaoqing was furious, vowing to beat that kid severely next time.
Jiang Siyun: "!!!"
"You guys have such vivid imaginations? That's not true. I just want Mommy to wake up soon. Mommy worries most about me dating early because I'm pretty." Jiang Siyun said, raising her proud little face to look at them.
"Hmph, you narcissist." Jiang Shaoqing tapped her forehead.
Mu Jiuchen breathed a sigh of relief.
Although his daughter was young, she was a beautiful little embryo, and he worried about her even when he slept.
He sent the recording to Number One and said, "Sit tight, we're leaving."
"Dad, we're going to watch a movie tonight," Jiang Siyun shouted happily.
Mu Jiuchen glanced at her in the rearview mirror. After going to the amusement park today, Yunyun seemed much happier. "Okay!"
He hadn't accompanied the children to watch a movie yet. During this time, he would spend quality time with the children.
He would make up for all the lost time over the years.
In the international high-end hospital in Qi Kingdom, Number One, who received the recording, was stuffed with dog food.
He silently retorted, "As expected of Mu Jiuchen!"
He transferred the recording to a voice recorder and handed it to Elder Yang.
Looking at Jiang Nuan lying in the hospital bed, still connected to various tubes, a hint of worry flashed in his eyes, and his heart ached fiercely.
"Elder Yang, will this help? Do you think she'll wake up? Will she have amnesia after waking up? Will she still remember me after amnesia? Will she remember that I pulled her into this pit of fire?"
Elder Yang suddenly looked up at him, speechless. "You asked so many questions at once, how am I supposed to answer you? If she has amnesia, of course, she won't remember you, you idiot."
Elder Yang tapped the top of his head. "I'll go in and take a look."
Number One, who was called an idiot, still felt heartache. He felt heartache for Jiang Nuan, who had skirted death but still hadn't woken up.
Elder Yang looked at the quietly lying Jiang Nuan. Her head was injured, and her hair had been shaved off, but even so, the girl was still beautiful.
"Alas! Silly child, you must wake up quickly. Those who love you, those who care about you, they worry about you every day."
Elder Yang charged the voice recorder and then placed it by Jiang Nuan's ear, adjusting the volume to a comfortable level, playing Mu Jiuchen's words and the children's words for her again and again.
It wasn't until the tenth time that Elder Yang saw Jiang Nuan's finger move slightly, and he instantly became so excited that tears streamed down his face.
His whole body trembled slightly, and his voice carried a faint tremor. "That's great, she's conscious. I knew you were a strong child, just as brave as your grandfather was back then."
"No one can stop your reckless hearts."
Elder Yang, who had encountered various patients, was moved to tears this time.
He stood by the bed and talked to Jiang Nuan about Jiang Beichen's youth for a long time before turning to leave with a smile.
Number One waited anxiously outside. Seeing Elder Yang come out after a while, in these short ten-odd minutes, he felt as if years had passed.
He hurried forward and asked, "How is it? Old Yang, I've always trusted your medical skills. Old Yang, you must be able to do it. Before you retire, you have to shock the entire medical community, no matter what."