"In surgery....."
By the time Yan Mingyu reached the outside of the emergency room, the door was already tightly shut, with only the scarlet words on the screen repeatedly cycling.
Asshole, don't you dare die on me!
Yan Mingyu bit her lip, her body going limp as flashes of the times Qin Yu had been there for her ran through her mind.
Going to the Great Mongolian Mountain to inspect the resort project, coming back only to be ambushed with the car losing control and rolling down the cliff, and then encountering a flash flood—it was the first time Qin Yu had saved her.
Then, when Grandpa was critically ill, it was Qin Yu who led people to rush to the small mountain village overnight, carrying Grandpa and jumping from the helicopter. That was when he must have realized that she was his wife, right?
If it weren't for his race against time, the only family member she had left, Grandpa, would've been gone.