A scream caught in Xia Ziyu’s throat.

Rising from the dead?

Du Chengrong had risen from the dead!

Xia Ziyu’s entire body went rigid, forgetting what she should do next as all her blood rushed to her head.

Had her actions somehow awakened Du Chengrong?

“Vivi.”

Du Chengrong called out to her.

His voice was hoarse, yet filled with infinite tenderness.

“Have I… been asleep for long?”

Du Chengrong’s voice was very weak. Xia Ziyu’s blood was still rushing to her head, leaving her without any ability to think.

How could Du Chengrong be awake?

Xia Ziyu couldn’t utter a single word.

Du Chengrong coughed softly, seeming to struggle even with breathing:

“Vivi, I heard you coming to keep me company often, asking me to wake up quickly, didn’t you?”

Xia Ziyu stood like a wooden puppet.

Du Chengrong beckoned to her, “Come here, why are you staying so far away?”

Xia Ziyu’s earlier courage to cut off Du Chengrong’s oxygen had completely vanished.

She dared not disobey Du Chengrong’s command, or perhaps her frozen brain had finally restarted.

Du Chengrong was awake!

No one had seen what she’d done earlier, perhaps she could cover it up?

Xia Ziyu’s tears fell rapidly as she moved closer to Du Chengrong: “Mr. Du, Mr. Du, you’re awake! I’m so happy, I don’t even know what to say—”

She wanted to hide the evidence.

How would she explain the turned-off equipment?

Someone would surely come soon, and she couldn’t turn it back on in front of Du Chengrong.

Her steps faltered, pretending to lose balance and attempting to knock over the equipment, when Du Chengrong’s hand suddenly grabbed her firmly, pulling her into his embrace.

“…Time reveals true hearts, your feelings for me are indeed more genuine than others.”

Du Chengrong held her with one hand while gently patting her back with the other.

Xia Ziyu sobbed uncontrollably in Du Chengrong’s embrace.

This wasn’t from excitement, but pure terror.

Did Du Chengrong know about what had just happened?

Du Chengrong’s hand patted her back, gradually moving upward, lingering at her neck for a moment. Xia Ziyu was too frightened to move.

She feared that in the next second, Du Chengrong would crush her neck.

Fortunately, that hand finally left her neck.

Xia Ziyu breathed a sigh of relief, feeling she had escaped death, and broke into a smile through her tears:

“Mr. Du, I’ll call the doctor to examine you. You’ve been in a coma for over two months!”

Du Chengrong released her. Xia Ziyu stood up to press the call button at the bedhead, accidentally bumping into the ventilator and knocking over other equipment—Xia Ziyu was overjoyed inside, though her face still showed tears, and her joy was genuine.

Before the doctor arrived, Xia Ziyu sat back down beside Du Chengrong.

“Mr. Du, so many things happened while you were in a coma. After the doctor examines you, shall I tell you everything? Do you remember before you went for the inspection, I said I had good news for you—though it’s two months late, you haven’t missed it. Mr. Du, I’m carrying your child again!”

She looked at Du Chengrong, truly full of joy.

Why should she be afraid? No one knew about what had just happened.

And she was pregnant again, Du Chengrong had awakened at just the right time!

Du Chengrong repeated “good” several times.

Then the doctors rushed in, everyone calling “Mr. Du,” even pushing Xia Ziyu aside.

Xia Ziyu didn’t mind at all.

The doctors also said Du Chengrong had created a miracle!

This was wonderful, her backing had awakened.

And at such an opportune time!

Xia Ziyu forcefully suppressed her earlier guilt. She even suspected that without her “stimulation,” Du Chengrong wouldn’t have coincidentally awakened. Perhaps it was her cutting off Du Chengrong’s oxygen that had stimulated him to breathe on his own, thus regaining consciousness.

Xia Ziyu didn’t understand these medical matters.

“Miss Xia—”

Hidden in an empty hospital room, Xia Xiaolan and Zheng Feng’s group had watched the whole scene.

Seeing the doctors rushing in, they thought Xia Ziyu had done it. Unexpectedly, Du Chengrong had awakened.

The timing was too coincidental.

Before Xia Xiaolan could respond, Yu Li returned with Du Zhaohui.

Du Zhaohui’s expression was eager, but seeing the commotion in Du Chengrong’s room, he was quite surprised. He had come to catch Xia Ziyu in the act, but now—

Xia Xiaolan came out of the room.

“Congratulations, your father is awake, cheer up!”

Du Zhaohui narrowed his eyes: “…Awake?!”

That was quite convenient.

After the chaos settled, the doctors examined Du Chengrong. His awakening after a two-month coma was considered a miracle. There were no major issues, just weakness from lying in bed for so long.

Behind Du Chengrong’s back, the doctor secretly told Du Zhaohui:

“Young Master Du, the blood clot in Mr. Du’s brain hasn’t completely disappeared. Although Mr. Du is awake, it still affects his limbs… We’ll need detailed examination reports to know the exact situation. Of course, this will all improve gradually. The most important thing is that he’s regained consciousness!”

Du Zhaohui thought of the Second Concubine still threatening to jump outside and felt his old man’s timing of awakening wasn’t bad at all.

“Ah Hua, have people guard this floor well, don’t let reporters in. Also, tell the Second Concubine outside that if she wants to jump, just jump decisively, don’t drag it out and waste media resources!”

When the old man was in a coma, he had to tolerate his concubines for the sake of reputation, and couldn’t immediately turn against them.

Now that the old man was awake, whether those concubines lived or died was no concern of his.

Xia Ziyu stayed by the bedside without leaving, completely overjoyed.

Du Zhaohui walked in:

“I need to talk to Father, get out!”

Xia Ziyu wanted to retort but finally suppressed her anger, giving Du Chengrong a rather pitiful look.

Du Chengrong patted her hand:

“Listen to Zhaohui, go out first, I also have things to discuss with him.”

Xia Ziyu reluctantly left.

She found Xia Xiaolan sitting in the corridor’s rest area.

Xia Ziyu secretly sneered, claiming not to rely on men, yet Xia Xiaolan was so eager about Du’s family matters.

Before today, Xia Ziyu had lost tens of millions and was being pressed for debt, afraid of Xia Xiaolan’s mockery, she didn’t dare show her face before her. But after Du Chengrong’s awakening, everything was different. It was just tens of millions, with Du Chengrong around, couldn’t she afford such losses?

“Xia Xiaolan, why are you so concerned about Du’s family matters?”

Xia Xiaolan put down her magazine and looked up at her.

“Du family matters don’t concern me, I’m only concerned about you.”

Xia Ziyu sneered, “I’m doing great!”

Want to see her embarrassed?

Dream on!

Du Chengrong already knew about her pregnancy and had been very gentle with her earlier, her good days were back.

Xia Xiaolan secretly shook her head.

Foolish and unaware, Xia Ziyu was beyond saving.

She still didn’t know Du Chengrong had testicular cancer.

What an absolute fool.

Even if Du Chengrong hadn’t awakened, when Xia Ziyu gave birth to the child, Du Zhaohui would have sent it for DNA paternity testing! Wealthy families take bloodlines seriously, even the slightest doubt is unacceptable. Had Xia Ziyu been poisoned by too many TV dramas, thinking she could get away with it?

Still rejoicing over Du Chengrong’s awakening.

Unable to resist showing off.

—Fool, she had plenty to cry about ahead!