novelaction Chapter 533 The Child Is Still Here
Chapter 533 The Child Is Still Here
At this moment, Fang Li's long, curled eyelashes seemed to tremble slightly like butterfly wings, casting delicate shadows on her pale cheeks.
Han Xi, who had been watching over the bed, immediately tensed up when he saw it and leaned over nervously.
His well-defined hands gently enveloped her slightly cool fingertips, his warm breath brushing against her ear as he whispered her name: "Ah Li, Ah Li..."
The voice was hoarse from not having slept all night, each syllable seemed to be squeezed out from the depths of the throat, wrapped in an intense, unyielding anxiety.
The few seconds seemed to stretch on endlessly, and the ward was so quiet that the regular beeping of the cardiac monitor could be heard.
Finally, Fang Li's brows furrowed slightly.
As if breaking through a heavy fog, it took a long time before her eyelids slowly opened a crack.
At first, there was a hazy halo, but then the light gradually focused, revealing the man's bloodshot eyes.
"Ah Li!"
Han Xi's voice trembled with excitement. He almost held his breath as he looked at her, afraid that everything in front of him was just an illusion.
Xu Tingfeng, Fang Yun, and others who had been waiting in the ward immediately gathered around, their footsteps sounding particularly clear in the quiet ward.
"Guobao, you're finally awake! How are you feeling? Is there anything else that's bothering you?"
Fang Yun walked quickly to the bedside, tenderly took her other hand, her eyes filled with worry, and her voice choked with emotion, almost unable to continue.
Cheng Xian was both happy and worried. She gently stroked Fang Li's forehead, the warmth of her palm carrying a unique comfort. "Poor child, you're finally awake. You've suffered so much..."
Before she could finish speaking, the tears that had been welling up finally streamed down her cheeks.
Xu Tingfeng stood a little distance away, looking at his daughter's pale face, and simply nodded heavily.
He was never good with words, and at this moment he couldn't find the right words. He could only keep his eyes fixed on her, as if he wanted to make up for the lack of attention he had given her in the past few days. Everyone present could clearly see the tenderness and fear in his eyes.
Xu Fangye, who had been standing behind Han Xi, also unusually refrained from joking around with Fang Li as usual.
He stood at the foot of the bed, his tall figure exuding a sense of loneliness, his eyes filled with obvious self-reproach.
"Guobao, it's my fault for not taking good care of you this time, which allowed that bastard Song Yuchen to take advantage of the situation."
His voice was low and tinged with frustration, his fingers unconsciously clenching. "Don't worry, I'll definitely get revenge for what you suffered this time!"
Seeing the worried expressions on everyone's faces, Fang Li weakly shook her head at Xu Fangye, her voice barely audible: "It's not your fault..."
Her gaze slowly shifted, finally settling on the man standing beside the bed.
In just a few days, he seemed like a completely different person.
His cheeks had become noticeably thinner, and short stubble had appeared on his once sharp jawline. He exuded an indescribable sense of vicissitude and melancholy, as if he were being weighed down by an invisible burden.
Fang Li didn't know what was happening, but her eyes suddenly welled up with tears, which slid down her cheeks and soaked her pillowcase.
Han Xi panicked immediately and frantically tried to wipe away her tears, but he hesitated for a moment before gently wiping away the warm liquid with his fingertips, afraid of hurting her.
He wanted to coax her gently, but his throat felt like it was blocked by something. He opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word for a long time. He could only look at her with worry in his bloodshot eyes.
"I...I wanted to give you a surprise..."
Fang Li murmured self-reproachfully, her voice filled with grievance, "I never expected... something like this to happen..."
She sniffled, and asked in a tearful voice, "Our child...is it gone?"
Han Xi looked at her reddened eyes, and a gentle smile appeared between his deep brows, which dispelled some of the gloom.
He held her hand tightly, his voice so gentle it could melt water: "The child is still here, Ali, he's just as strong as you."
Upon hearing this, a flash of surprise crossed Fang Li's eyes, but then her pent-up emotions burst forth like a flood, and she cried even harder.
The cries contained lingering fear, relief, and heartache for the man before her.
"Don't cry, Guobao. The doctor said you must keep your emotions stable, otherwise it will be dangerous for both you and the baby."
Fang Yun quickly handed over a tissue and gently comforted her.
Cheng Xian also patted her chest gently, "Yes, good girl, don't cry. You are the most important thing now. We can talk about everything else when you get better."
Upon realizing that her crying would affect the child, Fang Li immediately bit her lower lip hard, forcing herself to stop crying.
She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself, her eyes red and swollen, like a wronged little rabbit.
Seeing that her emotions were gradually stabilizing, everyone exchanged glances, thinking of giving the young couple some space to talk alone.
“Let’s go next door and see your grandfather. He was worried sick all night. Now that you’re awake, we should make him happy,” Fang Yun suggested.
Xu Fangye chimed in, "I'll go order breakfast for everyone. You've all been waiting for so long, you must be hungry."
Xu Tingfeng patted Han Xi on the shoulder, said nothing, and turned to leave the ward with the others.
The door to the ward closed gently, shutting out the noise from the outside world, leaving only the two of them in an instant.
Han Xi could no longer hold back. With a thud, he knelt down by the bed, tightly holding Fang Li's hand, and kissed her fingertips to his lips, as if drawing strength from her or releasing emotions that had been suppressed for a long time.
"I'm sorry, Ali, I'm so sorry..."
He murmured, his voice filled with guilt and lingering fear, "Do you know how scared I was when I received your call, brother? I was so afraid to fly back to you right away... When I saw you being held hostage by Song Yuchen on the plane, your neck covered in blood, I... I didn't protect you, it's all my fault..."
He spoke haltingly, and all the fear, anxiety, and self-blame he had felt over the past few days erupted at that moment.
He never imagined that he would be so close to losing her; the deep-seated panic almost consumed him.
Fang Li lay on the bed, reaching out her other hand to gently stroke his thin cheek, her fingertips brushing against his stubble, which felt a little prickly.
"It's not your fault, Han Xi, it was my own carelessness..."
Her voice was still a little weak, but it carried a comforting strength, "I'm fine, aren't I? The baby is fine too, don't blame yourself."
The two held hands and spoke softly, as if trying to make up for the time they had missed in the past few days.
Sunlight streamed through the window into the ward, casting dappled shadows on the floor, making everything seem so peaceful and beautiful.