"Don't blame him, even if he didn't say it, I would have asked others, and kept asking until the truth came out." Wei Yumeng's fair fingers gently landed on Zhan Mohan's brow, smoothing out his furrowed frown.
Various complex emotions flashed in her eyes, and she finally lowered her eyelids, and when she opened them again, her eyes were as calm as autumn water.
Wei Yumeng truly hadn't expected that such a wound, due to excessive blood loss, would be life-threatening, nor had she imagined she possessed the rare P blood type.
Perhaps this was fate.
Wei Yumeng forced a bitter smile. She shouldn't have indulged in so much sleep; instead, she should have taken another good look at the man before her, and at her child.
Even if everything were to be replayed, she wouldn't regret it. Shi Yi was her daughter, and she had to save her!
"Don't worry, I've already sent people abroad to search for P blood type." Zhan Mohan clasped Wei Yumeng's small hand, his gaze fixed on her. He held the woman he loved tightly, as if holding a butterfly about to shatter.
"Yes, Madam. There are many large hospitals abroad, and we believe their blood banks will certainly have blood that matches your type," several doctors chimed in agreement.
But they all knew that the journey abroad was long. Putting aside whether they could find P blood type, even if they found it, by the time it was transported, it was uncertain if it would be in time, and whether Wei Yumeng could still hold on...
"Okay, with you here, I'm not worried." Wei Yumeng's lips curved, and she smiled faintly at Zhan Mohan, leaning her head on his shoulder, a sense of security welling up in her heart.
She did not fear death, because in this life, thanks to the man beside her, she had been more than happy.
"By the way, how is Shi Yi?" Wei Yumeng remembered that before she lost consciousness, Shi Yi had briefly woken up before fainting again, just like her. The scene at the time must have been chaotic.
"She was just a bit malnourished, but she's much better now. According to Fang Xun, as soon as she woke up, she was like a hungry tiger and ate a lot."
Zhan Mohan lowered his gaze to examine Wei Yumeng's complexion, deliberately filtering out the fact that Shi Yi had been given sleeping pills, lest Wei Yumeng be frightened.
"I can imagine the scene of Shi Yi being like a little tiger."
Wei Yumeng was amused by Zhan Mohan's words. Knowing Shi Yi was safe, her heart relaxed considerably.
"Would you like to see Shi Yi?" Zhan Mohan noticed Wei Yumeng's smile and made the suggestion, hoping to let her briefly forget what had just happened.
"Yes, I haven't seen Shi Yi for days, I miss her very much." Wei Yumeng nodded, agreeing with Zhan Mohan's idea.
When Shi Yi went missing, how much she had longed to find her and see her, let alone now.
Zhan Mohan gave a nod to a nearby nurse, who quickly hurried out of the operating room to inform Fang Xun.
Soon, Shi Yi, carried by Fang Xun, appeared before them, bouncing with energy.
"Mommy, Daddy! I missed you so much!"
Unaware of the cruel truth, the innocent Shi Yi's large eyes immediately welled up with tears at the sight of her parents after a long separation. She pounced forward, truly like a little tiger.
"Shi Yi, be careful not to touch Mommy's wound."
Zhan Mohan caught Shi Yi, gently holding her flailing hands and feet, cradling the little girl. He frowned slightly.
Shi Yi immediately restrained herself, letting Zhan Mohan hold her obediently, not daring to move.
"Mommy, does your wound hurt? It's all that bad woman's fault!"
"As soon as I see Shi Yi, Mommy doesn't hurt anymore. Thank you for your concern, our Shi Yi." Wei Yumeng rubbed Shi Yi's little cheek. The child was vibrant and full of energy, sweeping away the heavy atmosphere of the operating room.
"Mhm, mhm, Mommy, if you hurt, tell me, and I'll blow on it to make it better." Shi Yi put on a serious face and told Wei Yumeng, as if hoping to be useful, as long as Mommy could get better.
"Good, our Shi Yi is so good!" Wei Yumeng nodded, her eyes full of smiles. She gave Shi Yi a thumbs-up and then kissed her.
Seeing Shi Yi safely returned and back to her lively self before her, Wei Yumeng felt that everything was worth it.
If she had let Bai Qing go so easily then, she truly couldn't imagine the consequences. She couldn't gamble on whether Bai Qing would release Shi Yi after safely escaping, especially since Bai Qing dared to kill Bai Yan!
Zhan Mohan watched the warm scene between mother and daughter, instantly feeling that bringing Shi Yi over was the most correct decision, and he felt at ease letting Shi Yi stay with her.
He beckoned a nurse over, asking her to look after Shi Yi.
"I have something to attend to. You two stay here and be good." Zhan Mohan stroked Wei Yumeng's face, explaining in a gentle tone.
Wei Yumeng's eyes flickered, and she responded, her hand instinctively holding Shi Yi's.
"Daddy, you go. I'll take good care of Mommy!" Shi Yi, like a little adult, patted her chest and made a promise to Zhan Mohan.
Zhan Mohan smiled, turned, and left the operating room.
Wei Yumeng watched his receding figure disappear, her heart suddenly sinking. She knew why Zhan Mohan was leaving.
The clock on the wall ticked forward significantly with a mere glance; her time to live had shortened by another segment.
Wei Yumeng bit her pale lips, unconsciously tightening her grip on Shi Yi's small hand, which was soft and warm, radiating the vitality of a child.
Outside, Fang Xun had not left. Seeing Zhan Mohan emerge, he immediately followed.
"What's the progress on finding P blood type?"
This question, Zhan Mohan had asked countless times during this short period. He inquired incessantly, and each answer brought him disappointment.
"We've checked some smaller hospitals in China, and we haven't found any. Currently, the search is mainly abroad, but there are too many countries, and the resources for P blood type are even scarcer than in China."
Fang Xun opened the received message and reported the latest progress to Zhan Mohan, still with no results.
"Tell them to keep looking. I'll go personally too. Is the plane ready?" Zhan Mohan asked impassively, as if he had grown accustomed to the lack of progress.
"It's been prepared according to your orders and is parked on the highest floor of the hospital, ready to depart at any moment," Fang Xun replied.
Zhan Mohan said no more. Fang Xun followed him, and they soon boarded the plane, flying towards a distant land.
All of the Zhan family's resources had been mobilized, actively searching for P blood type banks abroad, stirring various forces into action. They were also looking for P blood type, intending to owe the Zhan family a great favor.
Another sleepless night unfolded. The city's vast expanse of lights reflected in Zhan Mohan's eyes. He focused solely on searching for hospitals, his heart consumed by thoughts of Wei Yumeng.