Her eyelids felt unusually heavy. When Jiang Ruolan finally opened her eyes, she saw Jiang Yijun sleeping beside the bed.

Jiang Ruolan was startled. She thought it was a nightmare, but when she looked around and noticed she was in the hospital, she quickly sat up and was about to get out of bed.

"What are you doing?" Before her feet touched the ground, Jiang Yijun, who woke up, immediately pressed her shoulder down. "Don't move. The doctor says that even though your body was fine before, your blood pressure suddenly went up! You need to rest properly!"

"I'm going to see Zihao!"

"Right now, you and the child in your womb are the most important. Don't you care about that child? You almost lost your life last night when your blood pressure rose to two hundred and twenty. You are pregnant now! Lie down quickly!"

"I want to see Zihao! Don't stop me!" Jiang Ruolan pushed his hand away, "How's Zihao? I must meet him! What about the others? Where is grandpa? Where is mom? Where are they?"

Jiang Ruolan stared blankly at Jiang Yijun's frowning brows. "Where's Zihao?"

Jiang Yijun looked at her indifferently. "Even at this state, you are still worried about him."

Jiang Ruolan shook her head vigorously. "Yijun, now is not the time to talk about this. Tell me, is he okay? Where is he? I want to see him!"

Seeing that she really ignored his words, Jiang Yijun finally sighed. He took off his jacket and put it on her. "You slept all day and fainted outside the emergency room yesterday afternoon. Until now, he is still in danger and is now in the intensive care unit."

Jiang Ruolan said nothing but desperately wanted to wear her shoes. Jiang Yijun said nothing more and bent down to help her put on her shoes. After that, he helped her up and said, "Let's go."

Jiang Ruolan didn't expect her blood pressure to soar above 200 suddenly. Luckily, she was in the hospital, otherwise, the consequences could not be imagined, but the sight of Xian Zihao was rescued from the car, smeared with blood and wounds on his back, still fresh in her mind.

Outside the ward door, Zhou Shufen was standing nearby, as if she wanted to go in, but she couldn't find an opportunity. Seeing Jiang Ruolan coming, she lifted her head and looked at her (Jiang Ruolan) as if she were blaming her for what had happened to Xian Zihao. Resentment, unwillingness, and sadness all flashed in her eyes.

Jiang Ruolan didn't say anything. She only glanced at Zhou Shufen once before turning her gaze away and entering the intensive care unit.

When Jiang Ruolan saw Xian Zihao with all kinds of tubes stuck in his body, along with the gauze wrapped around his already bleeding head, and lying there motionless, her heart immediately ached. She hurried forward, and with one step, she arrived next to the bed.

His skin was cold, and she didn't feel the familiar warmth he had.

Jiang Ruolan didn't even realize that she was touching his hand.

Jiang Ruolan's vision turned black again. She quickly bit her lip. The pain on her lips made her a little conscious. Then she heard someone calling her name from behind.

"Ruolan, why did you come here? Didn't the doctor tell you to rest more?" Zhan An walked over and gently held her arm. "Child, don't worry, the doctor has already given his all to save Zihao, it's just that his injury is too severe and his shoulder is almost completely pierced. Although it's not fatal, it's still very dangerous, and his head is also severely injured. He still has to go through the dangerous period of forty-eight hours. It's only been one day, there's still one more day of observation. If Zihao survives today, that means he is all right. He won't leave us, don't worry. It's useless to worry about him now. The most important thing is you. You must keep your body safe."

Jiang Ruolan looked at Zhan An, then looked at Xian Zihao, who was unconscious on the sickbed. She took a deep breath and said hoarsely, "Mom, I'm fine. Where are grandpa and dad?"

"Your dad went to the traffic police to investigate the car accident case. The sudden appearance of the two trucks and the fact that the brake system in the car was not working may have been caused by someone. While for the Old Man, he's already old and didn't sleep at all last night. He accompanied Zihao all night and then went to see you. This morning, I forced him to get rest. He was resting at a nearby hotel. I think he will be back soon."

Zhan An then patted her shoulder, "Luckily, Yijun also came. Otherwise, under the situation last night, mom would be unable to face it alone. I was worried about Zihao, but at the same time, I was worried about you too. Yijun really loves you. He spent the whole night taking care of you, which has saved me a lot of trouble."

Jiang Ruolan pursed her lip and turned to look at Jiang Yijun. He said nothing, just nodded at Zhan An without expression, then looked at Jiang Ruolan again before quietly walking out.

"Mom, you haven't slept at all, so go rest. I'll accompany Zihao here. Don't worry about me, I won't be tired. I'll call a doctor and nurse to help me whenever I need to." Jiang Ruolan gently nagged at Zhan An. "You're around 50 years old right now, so you shouldn't stay up late. It's too easy for you to get sick. Go home and rest."

Zhan An knew that she couldn't refuse Jiang Ruolan, so she didn't say anything else. She just patted her hand. Before she left, she reminded Jiang Ruolan to call the doctor if there was anything she needed to do.

Jiang Ruolan sat on the edge of the bed, staring blankly at the motionless Xian Zihao. She carefully touched his hand. There was also a big scratch on the back of his hand. The wound looked a bit scary, but she knew it can't be compared to the wounds on his body.

Jiang Ruolan sat like that for a long time before she found herself at a loss as to whether she should touch him or not.

Finally, she mustered some courage and held his hand again before she looked up at his face.

"Zihao."

Jiang Ruolan couldn't help herself from calling out his name, regardless of whether he heard it or not. She was afraid that he wouldn't last the last twenty-four hours. She was afraid that Xian Zihao would leave her.

Xian Zihao was such a good person. How could he just leave her like that …

Jiang Ruolan called out to him again. "Zihao….Zihao, you have to hold on. For me, for our child, for the Xian Family. You have to wake up."

As she spoke, she carefully moved his hand closer to her stomach. "Zihao, look. Our child was not injured under your protection, but ... but they couldn't live without their father."

Jiang Ruolan felt pain in her stomach. Her tears fell as she looked at Xian Zihao. When she looked at his closed eyes, she noticed his eyelashes seemed to tremble a little, as if he had woken up from his sleep.

When Jiang Ruolan saw this, she immediately released his hand and wiped away her tears. She looked up and down at the tubes stuck in his body, then at his pale, bloodless face under the oxygen mask.

She then placed her hand gently on his face.

"Zihao, the night before yesterday, you pointed to the parent-child clothes in the magazine and said that you want to buy more."

Jiang Ruolan gently held his uninjured hand again. She kept mumbling to herself as she stared at his clean fingernails and kissed his hand.

Then a doctor came in. When he saw Jiang Ruolan, he immediately frowned. "Who are you? This is an intensive care unit. Without the doctor's permission, one couldn't casually come in and casually touch the patient! Where's Mrs. Xian?"

Jiang Ruolan sniffed and turned around, looking at the doctor with a serious expression. "I'm Xian Zihao's wife and Mrs. Xian is my mother-in-law. I sent her to rest. I want to stay here with him."

Hearing that, the doctor finally calmed down. "No wonder. From yesterday until now, Mrs. Xian did not allow anyone other than the Xian Family to come in, and the woman outside waited more than ten hours, but Mrs. Xian still did not let her in. I thought you were just some people. Since you are President Xian's wife, then it's fine. I was rude just now, I'm sorry."

Jiang Ruolan understood the look in his eyes and said directly, "My surname is Jiang. Doctor, if you have anything to say, just say it directly. It's okay."

The doctor nodded his head, "Miss Jiang, although you are a close relative of President Xian, this is the intensive care unit after all. It is recommended that you wear a detoxified clothing before coming in. According to the normal rules, relatives who normally visit the patient in the intensive care unit can only visit for an hour, and because Mrs. Xian insisted on watching from afar, so we allowed her to rest in the cubicle. If you want to accompany President Xian, you had better change your clothes first, then you can accompany him for an hour."

Although Jiang Ruolan was reluctant, she still nodded her head. She had never studied the intensive care unit's rules, so she didn't really understand them. After hearing the doctor's words, she immediately changed her clothes.

When Jiang Ruolan returned, she saw Zhou Shufen, who was already outside the ward, standing in front of a transparent window.