Wen Xuanyuan was unaware of their thoughts, but seeing their increasingly solemn expressions, she felt a bit speechless.
"I just found a boyfriend, do you have to look like the sky is falling?"
Mother Wen and Father Wen remained silent, showing no signs of their expressions easing.
As parents, they only wished for their children's happiness and well-being.
They had thought themselves her solid foundation, able to protect her completely.
But they never imagined their daughter would find such a powerful boyfriend.
If she were to suffer any injustice in the future, they wouldn't even have the ability to support her. This feeling of being beyond their capabilities was truly unpleasant.
Li Bowen, being exceptionally perceptive, was able to guess their thoughts based on the information he had gathered earlier.
However, words were not as convincing as actions. He made no grand promises.
He simply said, "Uncle and Aunt, please rest assured. I genuinely love Xuanxuan, and I will propose to the Wen family after she graduates from university. During this time, I will not do anything improper."
It had been over a year until Wen Xuanyuan's university graduation.
Father Wen was slightly relieved. This much time was sufficient to test a person's sincerity.
After all, the Wen family had nothing for Li Bowen to scheme for. If he could truly persist until Wen Xuanyuan's graduation and no other faults were found, then there might be some sincerity.
His expression gradually softened, but he still showed no sign of backing down or fear when facing Li Bowen.
"Remember your words. Although the Wen family cannot compare to the Li family, even ants can defeat an elephant."
"Uncle, please rest assured, I will not fail Xuanxuan."
Li Bowen could feel their profound love for Wen Xuanyuan, which made his attitude even more humble.
Only then did Mother and Father Wen feel a little more at ease.
Wen Xuanyuan naturally understood her parents' good intentions, so she listened quietly.
After they finished speaking, she said, "Shall we have dinner together later? I'll make the reservation."
The atmosphere grew more harmonious, and Wen Xuanyuan was in high spirits. She could finally date openly.
This feeling was simply amazing!
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Darkness descended, and night fell. The swaying tree shadows, shrouded in black, rustled with the sound of leaves colliding.
Ling Yucheng stood at the window at the end of the corridor, the night breeze lifting his hair and scattering the smoke he exhaled.
He held a cigarette in one hand and his phone in the other.
His long, distinct fingers pressed the voice message button, and he slightly raised his head to say, "Grandpa is fine. His condition is very stable."
The current situation could only be described as neither good nor bad; it wasn't continuously worsening, but there were no signs of improvement either.
It would take at least three days to determine if he was out of danger.
If the condition hadn't worsened, it meant the ruptured blood vessels had stopped bleeding. And if the accumulated blood decreased within three days, it would indicate that it was being absorbed.
As long as there was no further bleeding and the blood in his brain was absorbed, he would be out of danger.
Meanwhile, Xia Wantang was engrossed in posts shared by various novel authors online.
The posts about monthly incomes of 100,000 yuan she had just seen were indeed rare.
There were also many who earned a few cents or a few yuan a day, having written hundreds of thousands of words and still not reaching the withdrawal threshold of one hundred yuan.
In short, it was a tough situation. It seemed this profession wasn't as easy as she had imagined, and for someone like her who had never read novels,
conceiving a novel was quite difficult. Gradually, she gave up the idea.
Just then, Ling Yucheng replied.
Learning that her grandfather's condition was relatively stable, she felt much better.
She looked up at the bedroom. Grandmother hadn't woken up yet. Counting the time, she had slept for three to four hours.
Xia Wantang felt a little uneasy, so she tiptoed to open the door and went to check on her.
The person on the bed was breathing steadily, her complexion ruddy, and she was sleeping soundly.
Xia Wantang thought she was probably tired, so she didn't disturb her and quietly walked out.
Then, she briefly informed Ling Yucheng about Grandmother's condition.
After a moment, a reply came from the other end saying he would be back soon. Seeing this, Xia Wantang stopped sending messages.
At the hospital, Ling Yucheng extinguished his cigarette and threw it into the trash can after finishing it.
Before returning to the intensive care unit, he took a deep look at the sleeping elder on the bed, his gaze exceptionally dark.
Zhu Yunfei urged, "Yucheng, you should go back to the hotel. Your father and I are here. We've rested enough this afternoon, and we'll keep watch tonight."
Ling Yucheng didn't force himself to stay. He understood their intentions.
He needed to rest. The vast group awaited his management, and there was also the important responsibility of continuing the lineage.
Father and son had always been men of few words, and Ling Junye was even more so. He simply said, "Hurry back!"
Ling Yucheng watched the room for a while before turning to leave.
For the next few days, Ling Yucheng handled company affairs in the morning, came to the hospital to take over in the afternoon, and returned to the hotel to rest at night.
Grandpa Ling's condition remained stable and gradually showed signs of improvement.
As his condition improved, Madam Ling's mental and physical state also recovered.
By the third day, doctors conducted a series of examinations on Grandpa Ling.
The results were surprisingly good. The blood in his brain had significantly decreased, indicating recovery.
He was then transferred to a regular ward, and everyone's anxious hearts gradually relaxed.
However, cerebral hemorrhage could recur at any time, so future days would require even greater caution.
Madam Ling sat by the bedside, tightly holding her husband's hand.
The separation of these three days had been agonizing for her. At least now she could stay by his side continuously.
Ling Yucheng and Xia Wantang watched from the side, while Ling Junye and his wife stood at the foot of the bed.
Grandpa Ling scanned everyone and smiled, "I'm finally out. Lying there alone every day, all I did was sleep. I almost slept myself into a bad person."
"Indeed, we couldn't come in to keep you company, and we could only peer through the glass every day."
Madam Ling thought every day about when he would be released, and now she was finally at ease.
As the saying goes, an old couple grows old together. It is truly difficult to get used to being suddenly separated from the person who has always been by your side.
Grandpa Ling suddenly sighed, "This is like having a near-death experience. Having lived this long, there's nothing I regret leaving behind, except for my concern for you."
He looked at Madam Ling, his cloudy old eyes filled with tenderness.
As the saying goes, in a white-haired couple, the one who leaves first is the one who has enjoyed life, and the one left behind suffers.
Madam Ling understood his meaning and smiled, "So you must recover well. We'll cherish every day we have together."
Actually, she had had that thought before. If he hadn't been saved then, she felt she wouldn't have lived much longer.
Life after leaving the intensive care unit was quite comfortable.
Family members took turns keeping him company, and he was served delicious food and drinks.
Grandpa Ling's condition gradually improved, and after another week, he was discharged.
He had a simple cerebral hemorrhage, and the blood clot in his brain was absorbed without complications, so his recovery was relatively fast.
After returning home from the hospital.
The family always stayed by his side, and Xia Wantang had less than three days of her vacation left.