"It seems you don't love him deeply enough!" Zhou Jiajia responded.

"Could you, Miss, endure the fact that Lin Yifan still has another woman in his heart?" Li Xiangmei was somewhat surprised and didn't understand why Zhou Jiajia would say such a thing.

"After this car accident, I suddenly realized a question. If a man who likes you loves you deeply and has the ability to take care of two women at the same time, then why not try accepting a life with three people? Of course, the prerequisite is that you get along with the 'other woman'; if not, there's no need to accept it," Zhou Jiajia answered.

An Qi was like her sister, the two of them had lived together since they were little, and they got along very well; so living with An Qi and Lin Yifan wasn't a bad idea at all.

"Hehe! Miss, you are really open-minded; I couldn't do it," Li Xiangmei scoffed, then curiously asked, "If Yifan stays like this forever, would you still like him, still stay by his side?"

"If Yifan stays like this forever, I would still like him, still stay by his side," Zhou Jiajia answered seriously and solemnly.

Lin Yifan had stood up for her at her most downtrodden, helpless, and dangerous times. With this bond, she was fearless and could endure anything.

"Why?" Li Xiangmei asked, full of curiosity.

"Because he's the man I love most," Zhou Jiajia answered.

"Knowing that you'll take care of Yifan, I can rest easy," Li Xiangmei said, then stood up and left.

Just now in the emergency room, seeing Lin Yifan looking old and dying, she had cried, not understanding why Lin Yifan had become like this; in that moment, her heart hurt so much, she was extremely worried. Now that there was someone who loved him so much by his side to take care of him, she felt relieved.

Watching Li Xiangmei's departing figure, Zhou Jiajia clearly felt a touch of sadness, a touch of pain; after all, she was also a woman who loved deeply.

Not long after, the lights in An Qi's emergency room also went out; at this point, the lead surgeon came out first.

Zhou Jiajia quickly went up to ask, "Doctor, is An Qi out of life-threatening danger?"

"She's out of danger for now, but we still need to observe her," the lead surgeon answered.

In fact, An Qi's biggest problem was skull damage and excessive blood loss; as long as these two issues were resolved, there would be nothing major to worry about.

Hearing this response, Zhou Jiajia finally let out a sigh of relief; both of the people she loved most were out of life-threatening danger, there was nothing more gratifying than this.

A few seconds later, An Qi was wheeled out.

Looking at the woman still in a coma on the stretcher, Zhou Jiajia felt relieved but also pained. Such a lovely, kind woman had to suffer such a severe trauma, it was truly unfair.

An Qi and Lin Yifan's hospital rooms were next to each other, both VIP rooms, arranged by Zhou Jiajia.

After staying with An Qi for a while, Zhou Jiajia then went to the next room to visit Lin Yifan.

By then, Lin Yifan was also lying on the bed, unconscious. Although his heart rate and pulse were normal, he just wouldn't wake up, no response.

Looking at Lin Yifan's wrinkled face, reduced to skin and bones, Zhou Jiajia's heart ached, tears flowed, filled with extreme sorrow and sadness.

"Why did this happen? Why did God treat him like this? What did he do wrong..."

Zhou Jiajia couldn't understand, An Qi who initially had no breath suddenly came back to life; while Lin Yifan, who had been normal, instantly turned into an old man.

"Could it be..."

The more she thought about it, the more puzzled she became; she felt there was a significant connection between Lin Yifan's rapid aging and An Qi's resurrection. However, she had no explanation for it.

Suddenly, she remembered what Lin Yifan had said before An Qi's passing: "Have you forgotten I'm a psychic?"

"Psychic? Could Yifan be a psychic? Do such people really exist in this world?" Zhou Jiajia was shocked and couldn't calm herself for a long time.

Recalling Lin Yifan's composure and ease when facing danger, she increasingly believed that Lin Yifan was a psychic; because only a psychic could have such formidable strength.

"Psychic, if that's the case, could it be that only a psychic could help Yifan return to his youthful appearance? But where would one find a psychic?" Zhou Jiajia was full of doubts, completely unaware of such people.

She then decided to search online to see if she could find any information.

Upon typing her query, the results came back with links to movies about psychics, forums, and various news web pages.

After an exhaustive search turned up nothing, she decided to post on Weibo, forums, and share posts, offering a reward to find a real-life psychic.

As soon as her Weibo was posted, she quickly received a reply; it was from a strange man claiming to be a psychic.

After adding him as a friend and chatting for a bit, Zhou Jiajia found that this man indeed had supernatural abilities; in a video chat with her, he performed a feat of breaking a large stone with his bare hands; and, to her amazement, the stone shattered without him sustaining any injury.

As they continued to chat, Zhou Jiajia discovered that the man didn't want money, he only wanted to spend one night with her.

This was a condition Zhou Jiajia would never accept; she ended the chat with the man right after.

After waiting a while longer, she realized no true psychics were showing up; those who claimed to be psychics couldn't demonstrate any real abilities, they were just frauds trying to scam her money.

By then, it was late at night, and she was becoming weary; she put away her phone and quietly leaned on the table beside the hospital bed, watching over Lin Yifan.

Once the IV fluids were changed for Lin Yifan, she went to take care of An Qi.

Bouncing back and forth between the two, she spent the long night nearly at her breaking point.

In the morning, when An Qi's mother and the butler, Uncle Fu, came to visit An Qi's father, she went out to call them; and then she told them about what had happened to An Qi the day before.

Upon hearing of her daughter's car accident, An Qi's mother nearly fainted on the spot; but after learning that An Qi was no longer in life-threatening danger, she breathed a sigh of relief.

After catching her breath, she asked Zhou Jiajia to lead the way, and then hurriedly followed with a heart full of anxiety; Uncle Fu was left behind to take care of An Qi's father and to keep the matter secret.

An Qi's ward was above her father's, so they had to take the elevator up.

Once they reached the floor of the ward, An Qi's mother dashed out, frantically searching for An Qi's room.

Zhou Jiajia followed, cautioning An Qi's mother to be careful of the slippery floor.

A few seconds later, upon arriving at An Qi's room, An Qi's mother rushed in and, collapsing beside the bed, sobbed uncontrollably.

An Qi's current state was pitiful, covered in bandages from head to toe, her hair gone, her left leg encased in plaster; she looked as if she had been tortured by a thousand trials, scarred and battered.

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