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With the help of Jin Chengyan, Jono's father had already been moved to the VIP Room. However, when his condition suddenly worsened, he was rushed to the ICU. By the time Jono arrived, his father had just come out of surgery.
Yesterday morning, Jono's father had a sudden health crisis. The on-call doctor sent him to the operating room, and the attending physician rushed over, but unfortunately, they could not proceed with the surgery.
Even now, Jono's father had not yet passed away; he was waiting for his two children to arrive.
The hospital staff tried to contact Jono, but no one answered his phone. Eventually, someone did pick up, but it wasn't Jono himself.
Qiao Chen's phone was turned off.
If they couldn't reach him soon, it seemed they might miss their last chance to see him.
Before Jin Chengyan's car had even come to a complete stop, Jono flung open the door and ran frantically toward the hospital room.
However, when she reached the VIP Room, she hesitated to go inside.
She couldn't believe what Jin Chengyan had told her—that this was their last moment together. Her father was fine; he was just sleeping and would wake up someday.
She saw Huo Yawen standing at the door of the hospital room. His face, which should have been bright and sunny, was now clouded with gloom. When he looked at Jono, his eyes were slightly red.
Jono shook her head. No, it shouldn't be like this.
Huo Yawen shouldn't have that kind of expression; her father would be fine.
She took a deep breath and walked in front of Huo Yawen.
"Jono, it's normal for people to be born, grow old, get sick, and die. Uncle has suffered a lot these days; leaving may not be a relief for him," Huo Yawen said, placing her hands on Jono's shoulders, hoping to give her strength in this way.
Jono's gaze was distant; she didn't hear a word of Huo Yawen's words. 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 to see him?
"Jono, listen to me. You must stay calm; don't get too emotional," Huo Yawen leaned forward, blocking Jono's line of sight to prevent her from looking inside.
The more she looked, the more painful her thoughts became.
As a neurosurgeon, Huo Yawen often witnessed life slipping away before his eyes. He considered himself quite calm about life and death.
But when facing Jono, the words he usually used to comfort other patients' families couldn't come out calmly.
Seeing her panicked 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..." Jono suddenly broke free from Huo Yawen's hands 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 Jono tightly. If she went in like this, she would definitely collapse.
“Jono, Jono, don’t do this!” Huo Yawen held Jono close with one arm while the other hand stroked her back. Jono's body trembled violently as she breathed, crashing against him again and again.
“It’s impossible! Dad won’t leave! There must be a way to save him! What about Qiao Chen? Dad wouldn’t just leave me and Qiao Chen behind!” Jono struggled desperately, but Huo Yawen wouldn’t let go. What was she supposed to do?
Huo Yawen felt utterly useless, unable to comfort Jono at all.
At that moment, Jin Chengyan rushed over. By the time he parked the car, Jono was already gone. After inquiring, he learned that Jono's father was here, and upon arriving, he saw Jono in the arms of a Male Doctor.
At the same time, another elevator opened. Jin Chengyan turned around and saw Yan Beiting holding Jono's diamond-studded phone.
The three men looked at each other in the hallway.
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