But Ning Yabei couldn't bear the torture and asked directly, "Dean Li, will my daughter's life be in danger?"
Everyone was silent, and in the quiet corridor everyone could only hear their own heartbeat.
It wasn't until the dean thought for a moment that he gave an unfavorable answer like "The death rate from pneumonia in adults is quite low." The three people who were staring closely at the dean's face relaxed a little.
At this moment, there was a rush of footsteps at the corner of the corridor.
Yan Nanfeng was followed by two middle-aged men, walking towards the ward.
Yan Nanfeng did not look at his son, but walked straight towards the doctor. He first held Dean Li's hand and said "thank you", and agreed to go to his office to talk to him alone. After that, he took a few steps forward.
He shook hands with Qin Yanzhi.
He spoke sincerely, but Ning Yabei had already turned her head away and sat alone in the family waiting area. Although she didn't want to see this man, but in this situation, while holding other people's eyes, she also
She couldn't do anything like ruthlessly tearing people apart.
Qin Yanzhi smiled politely, suppressing his anxious expression and saying, "What's wrong? I just asked you to run away. I feel sorry for you."
Yan Nanfeng's expression froze, and he glanced at the woman not far away who still didn't even look at him, and said, "That's right."
For many years, the man who had been calm and dignified dropped his condescending attitude and tiptoed to the woman in the family waiting area.
He bowed slightly, leaned forward, and held his hands together awkwardly.
"Yabei, don't worry, you'll be fine." The tone of his words was still calm and strong, but his usually stern face, under the solemn expression, managed to squeeze out an almost cautious smile, which was really weird.
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Ning Yabei didn't appreciate it, she glared sideways and turned her head even further.
Yan Zisong, who was standing at the door of the ward, happened to look up. When he saw a flattering and awkward smile on his father's face, he couldn't help but froze.
He is very unfamiliar with such a father.
But this smile was very familiar to him.
When he faced the woman lying in the ward now, when she was even a little bit dissatisfied and aggrieved, he almost smiled in front of her like this.
In this world, even the most arrogant person will have someone who can make him put down all his self-esteem just to make her smile.
What on earth did his mother do back then?
Yan Zisong, who was called aside by his father, leaned his back against the wall. The father and son were silent for a long time.
"What's going on?" Yan Nanfeng looked at Yan Zisong with his head bowed deeply. If it wasn't like this, he would have wanted to slap him in the face.
The young man leaning against the wall slowly shook his head, "I don't know. I don't want to care about this now. As long as she gets better, I won't care about anything."
Yes, those calls that were transferred to voicemail included all possible external causes, and he could forget them all, not pursue them, and not care about them.
This man who has always refused to give in since he was a child has bowed his head in front of fate for the first time. Now as long as she gets better, he is willing to do anything and he is willing to do nothing.
Family members are not allowed in the intensive care unit.
Even though the hospital had specially arranged for dedicated round-the-clock nursing staff, no one left.