The two doctors kept trying to rescue him, while Jian Yufei waited outside the door, feeling somewhat anxious.

Before confirming if Nangong Yi was a good person or a bad person, she hoped nothing would happen to him.

Otherwise, her heart would be very uneasy...

After an hour of resuscitation—

"Mrs. Ruan, the patient’s condition is temporarily stable, but it might still fluctuate. If he can make it through tonight, he’ll be fine. If his condition worsens, he must be sent to the hospital," a doctor told her.

"So serious? Didn’t you say he was fine?" Jian Yufei frowned.

"As long as he doesn’t get a high fever, he’ll be fine. But once he does, it will lower his immunity and cause many complications."

Jian Yufei nodded: "I understand."

The doctor retreated, and Jian Yufei looked at the comatose Nangong Yi, sighing.

It seems tonight they mustn’t be careless.

He cannot die, at least not now...

"Mrs. Ruan, you should rest. I’ll take care of things here," said the maid beside her suddenly.

Jian Yufei turned to look at her and saw the concern in her eyes.

This maid was the one who cooperated with Nangong Yi recently to help treat her father.

Jian Yufei glanced again at the unconscious Nangong Yi on the bed.

Even though his face was pale and he was in a coma, he still looked so attractive.

This man is like a poppy, constantly exuding a fatal attraction.

Jian Yufei nodded: "Alright, pay close attention and don’t let his condition worsen."

"I will," the maid assured solemnly.

Jian Yufei believed she would...

Just as she was about to leave, the unconscious Nangong Yi slightly opened his eyes.

"Cousin?"

"It’s me. How are you feeling?" Jian Yufei lowered her head to inquire.

Nangong Yi looked calm: "I’m fine, just a bit thirsty..."

"Go get a cup of water," Jian Yufei turned and instructed, and the maid had already run to fetch water.

Quick action indeed—

Jian Yufei took the glass handed to her and placed the straw into Nangong Yi’s mouth.

He pursed his dry lips and drank half of the glass.

"Do you need anything else?" Jian Yufei asked again.

Nangong Yi faintly smiled: "Nothing more, would you keep me company for a while?"

Jian Yufei caught a trace of vulnerability in his eyes and nodded: "Sure."

The maid stood by without leaving.

Jian Yufei calmly said to her: "Young Master Nangong might be able to eat something later, please go prepare some porridge for him."

The maid happily agreed: "Alright, I’ll go right away!"

Indeed, doing anything for someone you love is worth the joy.

But Jian Yufei was not optimistic about them.

First, Nangong Yi might not like her. Second, Nangong Yi probably wouldn’t live long enough to marry.

Jian Yufei turned around and faced Nangong Yi’s misty black eyes.

His eyes were covered with a layer of indistinct haze, and she couldn’t see through the emotions beneath them.

"The doctor said if you can make it through tonight, you’ll be fine. But don’t worry, you’ll definitely be okay."

Nangong Yi shook his head: "It’s alright, early death or late death, it’s all the same."

"But haven’t you completed your studies yet?"

"The studies are basically finished, just waiting to graduate. Now that I think about it, graduating doesn’t really matter, the outcome is the same anyway."

She guessed correctly, he could directly graduate this year.

If someone like him had a long life, he’d surely accomplish great things.

"Don’t be discouraged. As I said, my father might be able to cure you. Once he wakes up, he can treat you."