"Don't...don't blame Ji Changmu. No matter what, he wishes little Yuzi well."

"You're still speaking for him. Let me ask you, if it hadn't been for what happened to the Ji family more than ten years ago, would Qiao Muyuan have been involved?"

"But have you ever thought that without Ji Changmu, Qiao Muyuan would not be happy."

Josnian finally sighed.

Ye Jiaqi raised his head from his arms: "I'm going to change clothes, and we'll go to the hospital together later."

"Um."

During the day, the snow stopped, but there was still a thick layer of snow on the ground.

This is the first snow in Beijing this year.

The driver was already ready, and when the time was almost up, Ye Jiaqi got dressed and got into the car.

She hasn't had breakfast yet and just wants to see Qiao Muyuan and Ji Changmu as soon as possible.

Speaking of which, she hadn't seen Ji Changmu for many years. Judging from the photos, Ji Changmu had changed a lot.

"Si Nian, haven't you met Ji Changmu yet?"

"Never seen it."

"Actually, he has a very good character. You don't have to worry, he will be kind to Qiao Muyuan."

"His operation last night was successful. The hospital said that he will wake up in a short time. There is no need to go see him today. I just accompany you to see Qiao Muyuan."

"Oh." Ye Jiaqi knew that this man was starting to feel awkward again. It was probably because Ji Changmu hadn't come to visit him yet, and he was rushing to visit Ji Changmu. It didn't make sense.

Ye Jiaqi didn't force anything: "Okay, let's go see little Youzi. By the way, where is Zhixing? Did he also participate in last night's surgery?"

"affim."

"Thank you for your hard work. I heard that Zhixing did well at Harvard."

"Really? Not sure."

"What do you know? You don't know anything." Ye Jiaqi said angrily.

Josnian hugged her into his arms and raised the corners of his lips slightly.

The road was slippery after snow, and the car drove slowly. It took nearly forty minutes to get to the hospital.

Ye Jiaqi took his hand and went straight to Qiao Muyuan's ward. The little girl was still in a deep sleep and coma. She had just received glucose in the morning. The high fever had gone away, but she did not wake up.

The female doctor stood aside and said: "Master Qiao, madam, don't worry, the eldest lady will be fine. The high fever is gone now, and she will wake up in a few days."

"Does she have any bad reactions now?" Ye Jiaqi asked.

"I have nightmares and talk nonsense. I need someone to accompany me when I have nightmares."

"Then I'll stay with her today." Ye Jiaqi refused to leave.

Josnian looked at his daughter on the bed, bent down, stretched out his hands to tuck the quilt for her, and his eyes fell on Qiao Muyuan's delicate face.

Qiao Muyuan, who was lying on the bed, had lost his usual energy and liveliness. He was no longer jumping around and was just a patient.

Josnian didn't look away for a long time.

After seeing Qiao Muyuan, Ye Jiaqi went to ask the dean about Ji Changmu's situation.

The director explained one by one that the operation was probably a success, but he was still under anesthesia and would wake up soon. Moreover, Ji Changmu had already left the intensive care unit.

Ye Jiaqi breathed a sigh of relief, looked calm, and looked out the window. It was snowy today, and it was a pretty good day.

Hearing that Qiao Zhixing was resting, Ye Jiaqi and Josnian did not bother him and chatted with Qiao Zhixing's professor, Dr. Beutle, for a long time.
Chapter completed!