"Yifan!!!" An Qi sobbed loudly, devastated by grief.

She roughly knew why Lin Yifan had turned out this way—it was all because of her.

Just as she was nearing the gates of the Netherworld, it was a force that pulled her back; she believed that the person who could emit such force was none other than Lin Yifan, who was holding her just before her death.

"Little Sister An Qi, don't panic, we'll help you get there," Zhou Jiajia persuaded.

Just now, An Qi tried to break free and walk ahead alone, which truly frightened them.

"Then hurry up! I can't wait any longer," An Qi urged.

She just wanted to quickly reach Lin Yifan's side and see the man who had used all his strength to save her from the brink of death.

It was only a few meters away, a matter of seconds, but to her it was intolerably slow, an unprecedented feeling.

"Yifan! What's wrong with you?"

"Yifan! Wake up!"

"Yifan! I'm the naughty one who always teases you, come on, wake up! If you don't, there'll be no one left for me to tease."

"Yifan! You called me your treasure! You said we'd grow old together, eating and playing—you can't just leave me irresponsibly!"

"Yifan! Wake up! Please, wake up!!!"

.....

An Qi was going mad, completely breaking down; this wasn't how she wanted to see Lin Yifan.

"Little Sister An Qi, don't shake Yifan; he's still very weak and can't withstand such violent shaking!" Zhou Jiajia warned.

She was genuinely afraid that the frenzied An Qi might shake the stable Lin Yifan into a critical state.

Upon hearing Zhou Jiajia's warning, An Qi finally stopped shaking and screaming.

At that moment, with tears streaming down her face, she gently reached out to touch Lin Yifan's wrinkled and withered face.

The rough skin painfully pricked her hand, but she felt no discomfort, bore no complaints, nor did she think of retracting her hand at all.

"Yifan! Why so foolish, why sacrifice your own life to save me?" An Qi chided as she caressed him.

Her words shook everyone present.

It was unthinkable that Lin Yifan's current condition was caused by his attempt to save An Qi—but isn't this a scenario only seen on TV? How could it occur in real life?

They couldn't understand.

"So it really is true! No wonder Little Sister An Qi came back to life," Zhou Jiajia suddenly realized.

An Qi's answer confirmed her suspicion, indicating that Psychics indeed exist in this world.

After touching the weathered face and gently smoothing the snowy white hair on his forehead, An Qi finally retracted her hand, tightly grasping Lin Yifan's right hand.

Suddenly, in her unintentional touch, waves of Special Energy burst forth from her body, directly channeled into Lin Yifan's heart within his body.

"Thump! Thump!"

Soon, Lin Yifan's heartbeat had returned to a relatively normal state.

"Wow! Mr. Lin's heart rate seems to be more stable than before," Uncle Fu said in surprise, pointing at the electrocardiogram.

His shout piqued the curiosity of others, so nearly everyone turned their gaze toward the electrocardiogram by the bedside.

Seeing the balanced movement of the electrocardiogram, everyone was delighted; because this indicated that Lin Yifan was a bit better than before.

An Qi thought that Lin Yifan had heard her calling and felt her warmth; thus, she tightly held Yifan's hand and quietly recounted their memories together.

"Yifan, do you remember the first time you hugged me? I hit you and scolded you unjustly; you were angry and threw me into the water, pointing at me and telling me off..."

As she continued to speak, tear by tear slowly dampened Lin Yifan's dry right hand.

Feeling this cold sting, Lin Yifan, who was in a deep sleep, suddenly entered a white space. In this white space, he heard An Qi's gentle and meticulous voice.

"An Qi! Is that you? Where are you?" Lin Yifan kept running in the white space, trying to find An Qi's figure.

However, no matter how he searched, all he saw was a vast expanse of white.

At that moment, he knew. He knew he was in a dream; he knew An Qi was trying to wake him up; but to break out of this white dream, he needed a strong force, which he completely lacked at that moment.

An Qi seemed to have forgotten about the existence of Zhou Jiajia, the main wife, and recklessly recounted her times with Lin Yifan. Starting from the day they met, going all the way to the press conference rescue, and even now, she was still enthusiastically continuing.

However, as time passed, her complexion grew paler and her breath grew weaker, her overall condition was deteriorating.

Zhou Jiajia, sitting beside An Qi, was actually very envious and jealous because her experiences with Lin Yifan did not have so many dramatic ups and downs; but if this could awaken Lin Yifan, she would be more than willing to let An Qi continue.

As the energy continued to transfer, Lin Yifan in the dream was suddenly pulled out by a force and then regained all his senses.

At that moment, he heard An Qi's voice more clearly and felt the icy sensation of the tears falling on his hand more vividly.

Feeling the scorching temperature transmitting through his right hand, Lin Yifan moved his hand, wanting to break free from An Qi's tight grasp.

He knew the black bead was frantically absorbing the Special Energy from An Qi's body, and An Qi must be very weak now; therefore, he could not let the black bead continue to draw, otherwise An Qi would be in life-threatening danger.

Feeling Lin Yifan's right hand move, An Qi became surprised and excited, "Yifan moved, his hand moved!"

This news quickly reached Zhou Jiajia, who was sitting nearby; she immediately looked toward Lin Yifan's right hand held by An Qi and saw that it indeed moved; then she saw Lin Yifan slowly open his eyes.

"Yifan! You've finally woken up! That's great! Really, it's so good!" Zhou Jiajia cheered jubilantly; but suddenly felt utterly dejected.

Because the person who woke Lin Yifan up was not her, but An Qi, which meant that in Lin Yifan's heart, An Qi might be more important than her.

"Ah! Why think so much about it? It's enough that Yifan has woken up! Everything else doesn't matter." Zhou Jiajia consoled herself internally.

"Mr. Lin! You've finally woken up, you've really worried us these past days."

"Mr. Lin! What doesn't kill you makes you stronger!"

At this time, An Qi's mother and Uncle Fu also came to express their congratulations on Yifan's awakening.

However, Lin Yifan was not in the mood to celebrate.

"An Qi, let go of my hand! My hand really hurts!" Lin Yifan's first words after awakening were to ask An Qi to let go, which was a bit unusual.

Because in everyone's mind, the reason he had woken up was entirely An Qi's doing, how could he ask someone to let go as soon as he woke up? That was rather inappropriate.

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