Chapter 394

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The man looked to be around the same age as Ye Sansao, mature and refined with a graceful demeanor. There was an air of gentleness and depth in his eyes due to years of積澱, and his smile was charming, giving people a feeling of being refreshed by spring breeze. Every movement exuded maturity and allure, rivaling that of Ye Sansao.

The other man was breathtakingly beautiful, well-cared-for, appearing no more than forty with black long hair tied up with a ribbon hanging smoothly to his waist. It wasn't common these days to see men sporting such long hair; however, he didn't look in the least bit feminine despite it, instead exuding a pure cleanliness, resembling a handsome man from ancient costume dramas dressed in white surpassing snow with fluttering long hair and an ethereal beauty detached from worldly affairs.

He truly was exceedingly beautiful, possessing an otherworldly charm that combined softness with strength.

Cheng Anya greeted them with a smile. "Su Man, Bai Ye, it's been so long since we last met; you both still retain your remarkable allure."

She rarely complimented others but found herself unable to resist expressing her admiration and respect for them naturally.

Su Man was usually expressionless, now with fewer coldness compared to when she was younger and more warmth. Bai Ye's smile remained the same, exuding remarkable charm; after exchanging a few pleasantries, Cheng Anya curiously looked at these two outstanding men, guessing who they were.

Bai Ye glanced at Nuwan. "Nonmo’s wife."

"To be accurate," said Cheng Anya with a smile, "she's his ex-wife." Bai Ye raised an eyebrow, and Su Man also looked at Nuwan; Nuwan felt even more ashamed, lowering her head without daring to speak.

Indeed, she was the ex-wife.

Bai Ye chuckled. "She looks very obedient."

Nuwan felt utterly humiliated and wished for a crack in the ground to hide in. Ye Sansao said, "Let's go see Nonmo first; Jiamei is waiting ahead."

Bai Ye nodded and followed Ye Sansao, while Su Man silently trailed behind them. Cheng Anya walked a few steps then turned back, saying, "Nuwan, the surgery will take quite some time, and I’m bored. Why don’t you come sit with me if your condition isn't serious"

"Sure," Nuwan replied without hesitation; upon finishing her sentence, she realized how eager it sounded as though she was waiting for Cheng Anya to say that. She blushed and lowered her head again.

Cheng Anya smiled and said nothing further. Nuwan hurriedly followed after her.

No matter what Cheng Anya is thinking, Yuewan is very happy that she can stay outside the operating room with her.

The least it does is allow them to know about Fei Mo's condition as quickly as possible.

Bai Ye and Su Man, along with Liu Jiaming, are in a meeting discussing Fei Mo's case. Bai Ye had already reviewed the medical records and reports before coming, so he has a certain understanding of it. The hospital is well-prepared with all necessary equipment and medications for surgery, and Bai Ye himself has also made preparations. Everything is set; they can perform the surgery at any time.

To ensure the success of the operation, Bai Ye spent two hours carefully reviewing Ye Feimo's case again. Reading reports often leaves out certain details, so he personally conducted a thorough examination on Ye Feimo and analyzed the data to get more accurate information.

When Ye Feimo was wheeled into the operating room, Nuwan stood less than one meter away from him. He was unconscious, wearing an oxygen mask, his face pale and haggard. She felt her heart being torn apart but could do nothing except watch helplessly as he was taken to the operating room.

Feimo, Feimo, you must survive.

You absolutely have to survive.

This can't go wrong.

If there is any curse, it should be on me.

Nuwan prayed fervently in her heart. Cheng Anya asked Bai Ye, "Bai Ye, how is it Do you have confidence"

She was also scared; since Hailan's death, she has never been so afraid.

Scared that Ye Feimo might not make it off the operating table alive.

Bai Ye smiled calmly and confidently replied, "Originally there was only a 50% chance, but now I've increased it by another ten percent. Don't worry; I will do my best to give you back your safe and healthy son."

Cheng Anya's heart didn't ease despite Bai Ye's words. She waited anxiously outside.

Nuwan felt her heart burning, sitting alone on a bench waiting. She relied on memories of past happiness to cope with the despair she was feeling now. Feimo absolutely cannot have anything happen to him; he must not. If something happens to Feimo, she will never find peace for the rest of her life and fears she won't live long either.

She reminisced about past happiness alone, with her eyes closed, refusing to listen to any sounds. Even when Cheng Anya spoke to her, she didn’t hear a word. After calling out several times, Chen Warmth showed no reaction. Ye San pulled on her and shook his head, causing Cheng Anya to stop talking.

Waiting is torture.

Especially waiting for an unknown outcome of life or death is even more tormenting.

It feels like a knife constantly scraping against your heart without giving you a decisive cut, making one feel incredibly desolate and hopeless. Yet the person waiting can do nothing but wait.

The surgery had been going on for some time when Chen Xueru and Tang Shuwen arrived, followed by Ye Tan and Wen Lan. Lin Da and his wife also came; they were all elders and friends of Ye Feimo. Everyone was outside the operating room waiting.

Chen Xueru wanted to talk with Chen Warmth for a bit but found her unresponsive. Thus, everyone fell silent.

The surgery progressed slowly, and for Chen Warmth, those hours felt like an eternity spent in jail. She never realized how slow time could be. She desperately wished she could hit her head against the wall and fall unconscious until someone woke her up to tell her that Feimo was safe.

Yet, reason remained clear and unclouded; there was nothing she could do except wait—wait endlessly until her palms sweated profusely.

The surgery had been going on for more than three hours when the operating room door suddenly opened. A little nurse with hands stained red ran out in a panic. Cheng Anya and Ye San abruptly stood up from their chairs, grabbing onto the nurse and asking what was happening.

An inexplicable sense of dread seized them.

The panicked nurse said that there was massive bleeding and she needed to get blood.

Massive hemorrhaging with unstoppable bleeding.

Hearing this, Cheng Anya’s limbs went cold. For Chen Warmth, it was even worse—she stared blankly, fear leaving her mind numb as the nurse's bloody hands caused a sharp pain in her head.

That blood belonged to Feimo, Feimo’s blood.

Feimo is in danger; he is fighting for his life against death.

The warm medicine had long since fallen to the ground, her fists clenched tightly as she prayed fervently, willing to shorten her life by thirty years if it meant Nonmo's survival. She was sincere in this wish, begging heaven for mercy and hoping that her plea would be heard.

A sudden wave of dizziness hit her, reminding her of a classic line from Hong Kong dramas.

Doctors in white coats emerged from the operating room and helplessly told family members, "We're sorry, we've done all we could."

This was indeed a classic line from Hong Kong dramas. Almost every series featured this scene, making Warm uneasy as she worried that those two exceptional men might come out and palely tell them, "We're sorry, we've done all we could."

Earlier, when she and Ye Nimuo watched TV shows, they always joked about changing the dialogue to something like, "Please try to stay calm," thinking it ridiculous that every time this line was used.

Warm would add, if she were acting in a drama and the doctor said, "We're sorry, we've done all we could," she would definitely crack up.

A self-fulfilling prophecy.

She never imagined that this scene would play out in her life—not as part of a TV show or movie—but in reality. Nimuo was inside the operating room, and only now did she realize how naive she used to be and how casually she had treated matters of life and death.

Chen Xueru sat beside her and held Warm's icy hand, gently saying, "Don't worry, he'll be fine. If you feel tired, lean on me for a bit."

Warm shook her head; Chen Xueru sighed, noting that she had been mentally strained the entire time without any respite.

No one worried more about Ye Nimuo in the hospital room than Warm did.

A junior nurse hurriedly brought several bags of blood, and the operating room door closed once again. Everyone's hearts tightened like never before.

Waiting...

An agonizing wait.

The surgery lasted ten hours without interruption, darkness fell. Cheng Anya and Ye Sanshao didn't want to keep the Tang family waiting so late into the night; Xiaoni was still at home. Chen Xueru and Tang Shuwen stayed behind while Tang Si and Wen Lan left first.ease. Of course, if it's not what you want, then neither Mom nor Dad will force you to do anything against your wishes. Your happiness is most important.""Thank you for understanding, Mom. I love you...