The men exchanged glances, their expressions shifting. Even Shen Zhuoran, who had been keeping Yulan company, felt his eyes darken. They looked at one another, a sense of déjà vu washing over them—this was exactly how they had once clawed their way to their own positions. They hadn't noticed it at the time, but seeing it now from the outside, they found it incredibly grating.
Yulan was currently leaning in close to the doctor, listening intently to his instructions. Yu Wenzhou lay on the hospital bed, his face pale, drifting in a weak, half-conscious state. Sensing movement, he struggled to pry his eyes open, gazing toward the newcomer. The moment he saw Yulan, his weak expression was instantly replaced by a flicker of anxiety and panic. He gripped Yulan’s small hand tightly.
"Lanlan, are you alright? Are you hurt?"
"I... I will protect you."
Chapter 177