"How could she be so hurt? My dear daughter, wuu wuu!!!" Zhou's mother was heartbroken.

Seeing her daughter in such a state, as a mother, she felt as if she was being cut by a knife, the pain was unbearable.

Zhou Jiajia was constantly comforting her beside, asking Zhou's mother to relax and not be too upset.

After comforting her for a while, when An's mother had calmed down, she then went to take care of Lin Yifan.

Days went by like this, with An Qi and Lin Yifan still showing no signs of waking from their comas; they remained like vegetables, lying silently on their hospital beds, motionless.

During these days, Zhou Jiajia travelled back and forth between the company and the hospital, exhausting herself to the limit.

Nevertheless, she did not collapse and stayed strong, hoping to see Lin Yifan and An Qi get better.

She was also constantly inquiring about the Psychic, but without any results. Then, she thought of the man who had first replied to her.

She negotiated with this man again, and he still only wanted her body, not her money; this left her feeling helpless.

Five days later, An Qi finally woke up.

The first words she uttered after waking up were, "Yifan! Don't go!"

Because she had just seen Lin Yifan slowly disappearing before her eyes in her dream, she felt frightened and helpless.

"My dear daughter, you finally woke up! That's wonderful! I thought I would never see your smile again in this lifetime," An's mother said, immensely relieved that An Qi had finally awakened.

On the other side, Zhou Jiajia also breathed a deep sigh of relief; the stone that had been hanging in her heart could finally be set down.

"Mom? Where is this? Why am I here? Ah! It hurts!" An Qi tried to move but found herself in pain all over, unable to muster any strength.

"This is the hospital, you're so badly injured, of course, you need to be hospitalized for treatment," An's mother answered, then cautioned, "Now, just stay in bed and heal. Don't move around; if you need anything, just ask Mom to get it for you."

"Hospital?" An Qi looked around and indeed found herself in a hospital room; she then looked at the people beside her bed and noticed that among all these people, only Lin Yifan was missing. So, she curiously asked, "Jiajia, where is Yifan?"

"Yifan he..." Zhou Jiajia appeared somewhat panicked and did not dare to tell An Qi the truth, fearing that An Qi could not withstand the shock.

Other people hearing this question also bowed their heads, avoiding answering. Obviously, they already knew about Lin Yifan turning into an old man.

"What happened to him?" Seeing everyone's sad and distressed faces, An Qi suddenly felt a sense of foreboding, suspecting that something bad had happened to Lin Yifan.

"He went to rest," Zhou Jiajia found an excuse and evasively responded.

"You're lying! Who rests in the middle of the day? Are you hiding something from me? Did something happen to Yifan?" An Qi repeatedly pressed for answers, extremely eager to know the truth.

"My dear daughter, Mr. Lin has been staying here, unable to sleep at night, and he is extremely tired; so he just went back to rest. When he is done resting, he will definitely come back, just focus on healing," An's mother tried to soothe An Qi's nerves for the moment, planning to deal with things later.

However, An Qi was not convinced, so she asked Uncle Fu, "Uncle Fu, you've never lied to me from childhood, tell me, did something happen to Yifan?"

Uncle Fu was taken aback for a moment before answering nervously, "Miss, Mr. Lin really went back to rest."

Seeing the deliberately evasive gaze, An Qi knew Uncle Fu was lying, and in a frantic tone said, "I don't believe it, you must be deceiving me, something definitely happened to Yifan. No! I need to find him!"

Having said that, she endured tremendous pain, used all her strength to get up, and regardless of obstruction, gradually climbed out of bed.

Seeing An Qi struggle so hard and in such pain, everyone in the room felt extremely heartbroken.

"My dear daughter, just stay in bed and heal, don't worry about so many things," An Qi's mother pleaded.

"If something bad happens to Yifan, I don't want to live either," An Qi said, disregarding the advice and resolutely rising.

Her words infuriated her mother; her mother then angrily shouted, "What are you saying? Are your father and I not important to you?"

"Mom! Yifan is the man I love most, why won't you let me see him just once? Is it so hard just to look at him?" An Qi challenged.

She just wanted to feel justified; because her recent dream had been so terrifying, it seemed so real, she feared that something had indeed happened to Yifan.

"An Qi, Yifan only overexerted himself and fainted, he'll be fine after a few days of rest; just be reassured," Zhou Jiajia also came over to discourage her.

"Jiajia, what are you saying at a time like this? You're lying to me. If Yifan is really fine, why does everyone look so downcast and scared when I mention his name?" An Qi challenged.

"An Qi, you are seriously ill right now; it's not suitable for you to see Yifan," Zhou Jiajia intervened to prevent An Qi from getting up; she truly feared that An Qi would faint if she saw Yifan's condition.

"If you won't let me go, I will go anyway!" An Qi cried out in desperation; then she struggled and yelled, "Let go! Let me go!"

At that moment, An Qi's mother and the butler also joined in to prevent her from getting up.

Already frail from illness, and now hindered by so many people, An Qi simply could not rise; she then threatened, "If you don't let go, I will bite my tongue and kill myself."

At these words, the whole room fell silent; they did not believe that An Qi was merely speaking figuratively.

After some thought, they compromised and allowed An Qi to get up.

However, before she went to see Lin Yifan, they annoyingly repeated their cautions, "An Qi, before you meet Yifan, you must be mentally prepared; because Yifan's current appearance might frighten you."

"Why? Jiajia, what exactly happened to him?" The more she heard, the more scared and anxious An Qi became.

In her dreams, Yifan wore a mask and a cloak, he wouldn't look her in the eyes, making her puzzled and even more frightened, unaware of what had happened. Now, hearing about the change in Yifan's appearance, her tight heart tightened even more.

"You'll see when you get there," Zhou Jiajia answered.

She did not reveal Yifan's current appearance; because she did not want to tarnish the ideal image of Yifan in An Qi's heart.

Due to severe injuries, An Qi still couldn't walk by herself, so she had to be supported by her relatives, step by step.

Lin Yifan's hospital room was just next door, very close; thus, it didn't take long for her to arrive.

"Click!"

As the door opened and she looked inside, what she saw would remain unforgettable for the rest of her life.

In an instant, her eyes blurred with tears and her heart felt as if scalded by boiling water, extremely painful.

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