"Ring, ring, ring..." The phone rang.
Zhan Mohan glanced indifferently at the phone screen, which displayed "Hospital."
Had Yu Meng woken up?
A fleeting spark lit up in Zhan Mohan's eyes. He put down his work, answered the call.
"Mr. Zhan, Madam is awake!"
The nurse on the other end joyfully delivered the good news to Zhan Mohan. Before she could finish speaking, he hastily hung up, grabbed his jacket, and rushed out with hurried steps.
In the hospital, Wei Yu Meng's eyes were filled with confusion. She wiggled her fingers in front of her face, then shifted her gaze to the nurses and doctors gathered chattering at the doorway.
As soon as she opened her eyes, the on-duty nurse gasped and hurried out, giving her no chance to speak.
Wei Yu Meng managed a wry smile, only to realize she had no strength at all. She blinked her eyelashes, still feeling as if she were dreaming.
She remembered closing her eyes at the last moment, losing consciousness, thinking she was about to die. She never expected to open her eyes again.
Now, her whole body felt light and airy. It felt good to be alive, though she was a bit thirsty.
Wei Yu Meng tried to exert force, but her body felt as heavy as lead, completely immobile. Her throat, unused to speaking for so long, could not produce a sound.
"She's awake, she's awake! Madam Zhan is finally awake!"
"I've been watching her for days, I feel like I've become as anxious as Mr. Zhan about Madam!"
"What are you talking about? I was watching Madam too!"
A group of nurses were still arguing at the door.
Wei Yu Meng helplessly closed her eyes. These nurses were quite cheerful. But then again, she could now vaguely recognize their faces, let alone those who saw her every day.
"Madam, how are you feeling now?" Several doctors came over to perform routine checks on Wei Yu Meng and ask about her condition.
Wei Yu Meng opened her mouth and pointed to her throat with her finger. Even a small gesture took some effort.
"Madam wants water, quickly bring some warm water!"
The nurses understood Wei Yu Meng's gesture. Several of them busied themselves with the kettle and cup, carefully helped Wei Yu Meng sit up, and gave her water.
Outside the ward, hurried footsteps grew closer. Zhan Mohan burst into the room, and Wei Yu Meng looked towards the door as if by telepathy, her eyes meeting his.
"A... Han."
Wei Yu Meng tilted her head, a radiant smile blooming on her lips. She could tell that Zhan Mohan had rushed, eager to see her.
Zhan Mohan stood still, everything feeling like a dream. The memory of Wei Yu Meng fainting in his arms was still vivid. Whenever Zhan Mohan closed his eyes, he would be haunted by the nightmare of Wei Yu Meng on the brink of death in his embrace.
"It's me." Zhan Mohan surged forward. The nurses and doctors cleared a path for him. The man's strong arms circled the petite woman, holding her tightly as if afraid of losing her.
Wei Yu Meng sighed with emotion, life was like a dream. It was truly wonderful to be alive and see the man she loved again.
"How is she doing now?" After regaining his composure, Zhan Mohan sat by Wei Yu Meng's bedside, still holding her hand, and asked the doctor.
"Madam is doing well. She's just a bit weak from being unconscious for so long. She needs to stay in the hospital for a while longer for recuperation and blood replenishment." The doctor answered truthfully.
"I understand." Zhan Mohan's expression turned serious.
The nurses and doctors tactfully left the ward, leaving only Wei Yu Meng and Zhan Mohan.
Before either of them could speak, Zhan Mohan called Fang Xun and gave him instructions.
"Fang Xun, send someone to buy some tonics for blood replenishment and send them to the hospital." Zhan Mohan's brows furrowed slightly. He paused, then continued, "Yes, buy everything."
Wei Yu Meng listened to their conversation with a mix of amusement and helplessness. After Zhan Mohan hung up, she spoke in a hoarse voice.
"The hospital will prescribe medicine for blood replenishment. I can't possibly eat all that you buy, so you'll have to figure it out yourself."
"No, I will supervise you eating it all." Zhan Mohan pinched Wei Yu Meng's delicate chin, his eyes filled with tenderness. He said firmly, "You've lost a lot of weight recently and need to gain some back. Eat the hospital food first, then the other things, so you can regain your weight faster."
"Are you trying to fatten a pig?"
Wei Yu Meng unceremoniously slapped away Zhan Mohan's hand, her clear, bright eyes widening.
"Even if you are a pig, you are still my cherished pearl."
Zhan Mohan said out of the blue, his serious demeanor surprisingly amusing at that moment.
Wei Yu Meng couldn't help but laugh, her eyes curving as she looked at Zhan Mohan. Seeing her smile, the man's thin lips curved upwards.
"By the way, didn't you say they couldn't find P type blood back then? How did it happen later..." Wei Yu Meng remembered this and blinked her eyes in confusion, looking at Zhan Mohan.
Zhan Mohan casually picked up a red apple from the table. While peeling it, he answered Wei Yu Meng's question.
"A woman named Catherine brought P type blood from Country Y, traveling a long distance."
"Catherine? That name sounds familiar, it's a famous clothing brand, I heard it's named after the designer."
Wei Yu Meng's eyebrows slightly lifted. This major brand was very popular, and the designer was rumored to be from Country Y. Could it be...
"It's her." Zhan Mohan looked into Wei Yu Meng's eyes, understanding her thoughts, and nodded.
What a coincidence?
"She's really that gold-medal designer? I didn't expect her to come all this way to provide P type blood. Is her blood type the same as mine?"
Wei Yu Meng frowned. Catherine, the seemingly unrelated designer, appearing in her life for the first time was truly...
"She has P type blood, but she didn't say if it's hers." Zhan Mohan glanced indifferently at Wei Yu Meng, cutting the apple into pieces and placing them on a plate. He picked up a piece and fed it to Wei Yu Meng.
Wei Yu Meng opened her mouth and bit down. For a moment, her soft tongue brushed against Zhan Mohan's finger. She stuck out her tongue.
"Then we must thank her properly. Although, as the owner of her own brand, she probably lacks nothing."
"We have met. She is not only the owner of the Catherine brand but also the boss of Kaiyuan Company. The Zhan family has already provided her with many business opportunities."
Zhan Mohan's eyes darkened. He pulled a tissue from the tissue box and meticulously wiped the juice from Wei Yu Meng's lips.
"After all, the P type blood she provided saved you, which is equivalent to saving me."
The atmosphere in the ward suddenly became quiet. Wei Yu Meng looked up and met Zhan Mohan's deep black eyes. She smiled sweetly and reached out to hold his large hand.