With the help of Jin Chengyan, Qiao Nuo's father had already been transferred to the VIP Ward. However, when her father suddenly fell ill again, he was rushed to the ICU. By the time Qiao Nuo arrived, her father had just come out of the operating room.
Yesterday morning, her father's condition had deteriorated unexpectedly, and the on-call doctor had sent him into surgery. The attending physician had rushed over as well, but unfortunately, the procedure had to be halted midway because it could not continue.
Her father was still alive at that moment, waiting for his two children to arrive.
The hospital staff attempted to contact Qiao Nuo, but no one answered her phone. After some time, someone finally picked up, but it wasn't Qiao Nuo herself.
Qiao Chen's phone was turned off.
If they couldn't reach her soon, it was likely that she would miss seeing him one last time.
As soon as Jin Chengyan's car came to a halt, Qiao Nuo flung open the door and dashed toward the ward in a frenzy.
However, when she reached the VIP Ward, she hesitated to step forward.
She couldn't bring herself to believe what Jin Chengyan had told her—that this was the last time she would see her father. He was fine; he was just asleep and would wake up someday.
She spotted Huo Yawen standing at the door of the ward. His face, which should have been bright and sunny, was now clouded with gloom. When he looked at Qiao Nuo, his eyes were slightly red-rimmed.
Qiao Nuo shook her head at him. No, it shouldn't be like this.
Huo Yawen shouldn't have given her that kind of expression; her father would be fine.
Taking a deep breath, she walked up to Huo Yawen.
"Qiao Nuo, it's normal for people to be born, grow old, get sick, and die. Your uncle has suffered a lot these days; leaving may not be a relief for him," Huo Yawen said, placing his hands on Qiao Nuo's shoulders, trying to give her strength in this way.
Qiao Nuo's gaze was distant; she didn't hear a word of Huo Yawen's comforting remarks. She turned her head and looked through the glass of the hospital room door.
The machines connected to her father had all been removed, and he lay quietly on the bed.
Look, there was still color in his face, and his fingers were still moving. How could it be true that Jin Chengyan said this was the last time she would see him?
"Qiao Nuo, listen to me. You must stay calm; don't get too agitated," Huo Yawen leaned forward, blocking Qiao Nuo's line of sight to prevent her from looking inside.
The more she looked, the more painful her thoughts would become.
As a neurosurgeon, Huo Yawen often witnessed life slipping away before his eyes. He considered himself quite calm about life and death.
But when faced with Qiao Nuo, the words he usually used to comfort other patients' families could not come out calmly.
Seeing her panic-stricken and pained expression, Huo Yawen truly felt helpless.
"No... it can't be... there must be a way... there has to be a way to save Dad..." Suddenly, Qiao Nuo broke free from Huo Yawen's grip and tried to rush into the hospital room.
She was so emotionally out of control that it broke one's heart.
Huo Yawen immediately hugged Qiao Nuo tightly, knowing that if she went in like this, she would definitely collapse.
"Qiao Nuo, Qiao Nuo, don't do this!" Huo Yawen held Qiao Nuo close with one arm while the other hand gently stroked her back. Her body trembled violently with each breath, crashing against him.
"It's impossible! Dad won't leave us! There's definitely still hope! What about Qiao Chen? Dad wouldn't abandon me and Qiao Chen!" Qiao Nuo struggled desperately, but Huo Yawen wouldn't let go. What was she supposed to do?
Huo Yawen felt utterly useless, unable to comfort Qiao Nuo at all.
At that moment, Jin Chengyan rushed over. By the time he parked the car, Qiao Nuo had already disappeared. After inquiring, he learned that Qiao Nuo's father was here, and upon arriving, he saw Qiao Nuo in the arms of a Male Doctor.
At the same time, another elevator opened. Jin Chengyan turned around and saw Yan Beiting holding Qiao Nuo's diamond-studded phone.
The three men exchanged glances in the corridor.
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