The phone was picked up in less than five seconds.

"Hello, Mr. Jie is currently in a meeting and cannot take calls..." A polite voice with familiarity came from the other end of the line.

"Yao?"

"Young Madam, Mr. Jie is in a meeting. Should I notify him?" Yao’s attitude immediately shifted from polite to respectful upon recognizing her voice.

"...No need."

Qin Youxuan didn’t expect Dan Hanjie to actually be in a meeting and felt secretly annoyed at her own suspicion, so she hung up without asking more questions.

On the other end, Yao looked at the disconnected call with a bitter expression and let out a long sigh of relief.

Even this was anticipated. Mr. Jie, is there anything you can’t predict?

Next time, can we trouble someone else to pick up the phone? His heart isn’t in good shape; he’s about to have a fit!

...

Texas.

When Dan Hanjie arrived at the experiment facility, it was already late at night.

He walked through the long corridor and entered the ward, where Diwu Zexuan was already waiting inside.

"Coming over so late, it seems like you are more anxious than I, the doctor." Upon seeing Dan Hanjie, Diwu Zexuan stood up from the chair and gave up the spot near Ye Zhanxing to Dan Hanjie without saying much.

"He’s been in a coma these past two days, with a few fluctuations that made us think he was about to wake, but he didn’t,"

After speaking, Diwu Zexuan stepped aside.

Dan Hanjie’s enchanting face was hidden in the dark, revealing no expression, his eyes deep.

After staring at Ye Zhanxing for a moment, he took out his phone.

He played a recording.

"Wah——"

The pitiful crying of young Tingye came from the phone, piercingly loud in the quiet ward.

"Beep beep——" 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

With just the first sound, there was a noticeable fluctuation on the heart monitor.

Ye Zhanxing’s reaction was intense; Dan Hanjie immediately stopped the recording and watched him vigilantly.

Seeing Diwu Zexuan’s gesture, the two quickly left the ward.

"It seems Tingye really is a knot in Ye Zhanxing’s heart. He’s likely holding on for his grandson, insisting on living," Diwu Zexuan walked forward.

He placed a hand on Dan Hanjie’s shoulder with a cold smile, "If you had brought Tingye’s laughter today, I’m afraid he wouldn’t have made it through the night."

"Can we continue to stimulate him?" Dan Hanjie ignored Diwu Zexuan’s teasing and asked cautiously.

Ye Zhanxing’s sensitivity to Tingye’s voice indicates their guess was correct.

If Ye Zhanxing is worried about his grandson, then let him continue to worry.

Having something to care about will keep him striving to live on.

"You can try again, this time extend the duration a bit longer. Ye Zhanxing is aware of his surroundings, which is why I even let you speak outside first."

After Diwu Zexuan’s words, Dan Hanjie, holding the phone, re-entered the ward.

This time, Ye Zhanxing’s response was even more noticeable; his eyelids twitched slightly, as if trying hard to open his eyes.

The hand by his side, once outstretched, had formed into a fist.

Dan Hanjie turned off the recording and sat in the ward.

It was nearing dawn when he finally stood up.

It wasn’t early anymore; Ye Zhanxing hadn’t woken, but he couldn’t wait any longer.

Dan Hanjie turned his head to glance at him and then turned to leave the ward.

"Beep beep——"

The heart monitor suddenly emitted a piercing sound, and before Dan Hanjie could react, Diwu Zexuan had already briskly walked in from outside.

He went forward to turn off the alarm.

Bending down to check Ye Zhanxing’s condition.

"He’s about to wake."