L"Hello, Mrs. Ye." After the divorce, she couldn’t call her ’Mom’ anymore. Things had changed. Cheng Anya felt a sense of helplessness. She didn’t bla Wen Nuan, especially when she saw her walking aimlessly in the hallway with a bag of dicine. She had no resentnt in her heart.
Everyone was responsible for what happened between her and Ye Feimo.
"Nuan Nuan, what a coincidence," Cheng Anya said with a kind smile. Wen Nuan felt a little awkward, as if she was afraid of being misunderstood. She held up the bag of dicine and explained, "I wasn’t feeling well, so I ca to the hospital to get so dicine."
Cheng Anya nodded, showing that she understood. Wen Nuan felt even more awkward, and her face flushed and felt sore. Now, she had to use such a ridiculous excuse just to see Ye Feimo. Other than sadness, she felt no other emotion.
"You’re not feeling well. Why didn’t you have soone co with you? It’s dangerous to go to the hospital alone. What’s wrong?" Cheng Anya asked knowingly.
Wen Nuan said calmly, "It’s nothing. I just had a fever. I’ll go back after I get the dicine."
Cheng Anya looked at Wen Nuan with a smile. She was like a child who had done sothing wrong, obediently lowering her head, her face full of guilt. She didn’t dare to look at her, and her fingers were twisting the bag into a rope.
So lost, so uneasy, so guilty... so conflicted.
Cheng Anya understood what Wen Nuan was thinking.
She had gotten her dicine on the fourth floor, so there was no reason for her to be on the eleventh floor. There were only a few VIP rooms on this floor. The entire floor was booked to avoid disturbances and reporters, so there were very few people walking around.
Cheng Anya knew that Wen Nuan wanted to see Ye Feimo, but she was also afraid of seeing him.
"Mrs. Ye, if there’s nothing else, I’ll be going," Wen Nuan said with her head down. She turned and walked away, not daring to stay, afraid that she would ask about Ye Feimo and afraid that she would demand to see him.
They were divorced...
It was her fault that Feimo was in the hospital so soon.
Cheng Anya said from behind her, "Nuan Nuan, Feimo is having surgery today."
Wen Nuan’s body stiffened. *What? Surgery today? Wasn’t it in a few days?* Her legs felt weak. Was the surgery dangerous? Could Feimo’s cancer be controlled? Could he... get through this?
She wanted to stay and be with him through this. She was really afraid that she would never see Ye Feimo again.
But she didn’t dare to ask, afraid that Cheng Anya would bla her.
As she hesitated, the elevator door on the eleventh floor opened. A few n walked out. The one in front was Ye Sanshao. Behind him were two n about his height.
They looked to be about the sa age as Ye Sanshao. One of the n was mature, refined, and dashing. His eyes were filled with the gentleness and depth that ca with age. His smile was handso, making people feel as if they were basking in a spring breeze. His every move had a mature charm that was no less than Ye Sanshao’s.
The other man was breathtakingly beautiful. He was well-maintained and looked to be in his early forties. His long black hair was tied back with a hair tie and fell softly to his waist. It was rare to see a man with such long hair these days. Even with long hair, he didn’t look feminine at all. He had a pure and clean look, just like a handso man from a costu drama with a white robe and long flowing hair, looking like he didn’t belong in the mortal world.
He was truly beautiful, with a beauty that seed untouched by the mortal world. He was gentle yet firm, and firm yet tough.
Cheng Anya walked toward them with a smile. "Su Man, Bai Ye, it’s been a long ti. You’re both as charming as ever."
She rarely complinted people, but when she saw them, she couldn’t help but say that. She naturally showed her admiration and respect for them. It had been the sa for decades.
Su Man had always been a quiet person. He was less cold than he was when he was younger and a little more gentle. Bai Ye’s smile was the sa as before, and his charm was overwhelming. After a few greetings, Wen Nuan looked at the two outstanding n with curiosity, wondering who they were.
Bai Ye looked at Wen Nuan. "Feimo’s wife?"
"More accurately, his ex-wife," Cheng Anya said with a smile. Bai Ye raised an eyebrow. Su Man also looked at Wen Nuan. Wen Nuan felt incredibly ashad. She lowered her head and didn’t dare to speak. *Ex-wife...*
She really was his ex-wife.
Bai Ye laughed. "She looks very well-behaved."
Wen Nuan felt even more mortified. She wanted to find a hole to hide in. Ye Sanshao said, "Let’s go see Feimo first. Jiaming is waiting ahead."
Bai Ye nodded and walked with Ye Sanshao. Su Man followed silently. Cheng Anya took a few steps and then turned back. "Nuan Nuan, the surgery will take a long ti. I’ll be bored. Why don’t you co and sit with if you’re not too sick?"
"Okay!" Wen Nuan said without hesitation. As soon as she said it, she realized that her tone was too eager, as if she had been waiting for Cheng Anya to say that. Her face turned red, and she lowered her head again.
Cheng Anya smiled. It was nothing. Wen Nuan hurried to follow her.
No matter what Cheng Anya’s intention was, she was very happy that she could wait outside the operating room with her.
At least she would be the first to know about Feimo’s condition.
Bai Ye, Su Man, and Liu Jiaming were having a eting, studying Feimo’s case. Bai Ye had already read the case and the reports before he ca and had a good understanding of the situation. The hospital had also prepared the necessary equipnt and dicine for the surgery. Bai Ye had also prepared the rest. Everything was ready for the surgery to begin at any ti.
To ensure the surgery was successful, Bai Ye spent two hours re-examining Ye Feimo’s case. He knew that reading reports could be misleading, so he gave Ye Feimo a detailed examination to get more accurate data.
When Ye Feimo was wheeled into the operating room, Wen Nuan was less than a ter away from him. He was unconscious and had an oxygen mask on. His face was haggard and pale. Her heart was torn, but she couldn’t do anything. She could only watch as he was pushed into the operating room.
*Feimo, Feimo, you have to make it.*
*You have to make it.*
*Please don’t let anything happen.*
*If there really is a curse, let it fall on .*
Wen Nuan prayed in her heart. Cheng Anya asked Bai Ye, "Bai Ye, how is it? Do you have confidence?"
She was also afraid. This was the first ti she had been so afraid since Hilan died.
She was afraid that Ye Feimo would go into the operating room and never co out.
Bai Ye smiled calmly, his voice full of confidence. "There was a fifty percent chance, but now it’s up by one. Don’t worry, I’ll do my best to give you back a healthy son."
Cheng Anya’s heart didn’t feel at ease because of his words. She waited anxiously outside.
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