Diwu Zexuan’s voice was calm, neither surprised nor delighted, clearly coming through the phone.

Dan Hanjie shuddered, his enchanting black eyes suddenly narrowing. He instinctively looked at Qin Youxuan, who was still sitting on the sofa chatting with Ye Mingmei.

"What’s the matter?"

Qin Youxuan noticed Dan Hanjie’s gaze and asked in surprise.

"It’s nothing, there’s something with the group. I’ll head back first. Let Yao stay here to send you back later." Dan Hanjie glanced at the phone that hadn’t been hung up yet, then turned and walked out of the office.

The hurried footsteps made Qin Youxuan’s brow twitch. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Just as she came to her senses, Dan Hanjie was already out of sight.

...

By the time they arrived in Texas, it was already noon. The sun was blazing, shining high, so bright that it was impossible to keep one’s eyes open.

The dazzling light hit the walls of the laboratory building, the refracted points of light carrying hopes of life.

Dan Hanjie’s car stopped in front of the lab building, but he didn’t get out of the car for a long time.

The words of Diwu Zexuan kept echoing in his ears.

Ye Zhanxing woke up.

What a life, he actually managed to wake up.

The cigarette burned his fingers, and only then did Dan Hanjie let go, allowing the cigarette butt to drop to the ground, his eyes slightly darkening.

Ye Zhanxing was supposed to die, and the past could all be wiped out with one stroke.

Now that he’s alive again, the seed of hatred in his heart began to stir restlessly.

Dan Hanjie pushed open the car door, his long legs stepping down. He adjusted his suit and walked into the laboratory building.

"You came pretty fast, did you make sure Qin Youxuan didn’t notice?" Diwu Zexuan, dressed in a white coat, his gold-rimmed glasses on his nose making him look both professional and gentle.

"Where is he?" Dan Hanjie coldly opened his lips, walking straight past Diwu Zexuan towards the intensive care unit.

"Why rush, it’s not like it’s your last chance to see him, there’s plenty of time." Diwu Zexuan put his hands in his pockets, following Dan Hanjie at a leisurely pace, with a relaxed demeanor.

The two of them reached the ICU, and through a pane of glass, they could clearly see everything in the ward.

Ye Zhanxing lay on the hospital bed, his prolonged vegetative state had left him emaciated, his tall frame reduced to just skin and bones.

His complexion was slightly sallow, eyes tightly closed, and a respirator on his mouth and nose.

"Didn’t you say he woke up?" Dan Hanjie’s eyes stalled, turning his head to look at Diwu Zexuan.

"He did wake up, but for less than a minute before slipping back into a coma." Diwu Zexuan raised an eyebrow nonchalantly, leading Dan Hanjie into the changing room, where they changed into sterile garments, then entered Ye Zhanxing’s ward.

"Ye Zhanxing’s gunshot wound has long since healed; it was the cancer cells spreading in his body that caused him to go from severe injury to a pseudo-death state, all of which you are well aware."

Diwu Zexuan pulled up a chair next to him and sat down heavily.

The lazy movement exuded elegance in his presence.

The silvery pupils, under the dim light, shimmered brightly.

"I tried an experimental anti-cancer drug on him, originally adopting a mindset of desperation, with a low dose, not expecting his body to absorb it so well. In less than half a month, the cancer cells stopped spreading."

"..."

Dan Hanjie furrowed his brows, turned around, and looked at Ye Zhanxing lying on the hospital bed, not interrupting Diwu Zexuan.

Diwu Zexuan continued speaking.

"I’ve been experimenting with this drug continuously afterward, trying to find out why the cancer cells did not spread but also did not decrease until a while ago there was some progress, so I tried it on him again."