Zheng Ye stood outside the emergency room, his eyes fixed unblinkingly on the words "Resuscitation in progress."
All his emotions knotted together in an instant, layer upon layer, each wave surging higher than the last. But his body seemed unable to withstand such overwhelming emotion, leaving him at a loss for how to react.
So he could only stand there.
Zheng Mother had called the Ning Family several times without getting through. They had probably worn themselves out over the past couple of days and were already asleep.
"What's happening now?" Zheng Father's voice rang out, full of delight. "Has Lele woken up?"
"Didn't the doctor just say Lele could breathe on his own?" Zheng Mother's hands trembled with excitement as she hurriedly rummaged through her bag for her blood pressure medication. "Oh, goodness, I can't catch my breath. Get me some water."
Zheng Father hurried over with a cup of water. "Am I finally going to meet my daughter-in-law?"
Zheng Mother took her medication, then pressed her palms together and began praying to every deity she could think of.
After an hour of resuscitation, the doctors wheeled Ning Shile out again, and the atmosphere around them had visibly relaxed.
The doctors and nurses were all marveling at the miracle, at the tenacity of life.
Zheng Ye looked through the crowd and saw Ning Shile lying on the hospital bed.
Ning Shile's eyelids fluttered. As though sensing him, he looked toward Zheng Ye.
Their eyes met.
Despite the people all around them, it seemed neither could see anything but the other.
We meet again.
How wonderful.
"Lele!" Zheng Mother was the first to rush to Ning Shile's side. She took his hand and exclaimed excitedly, "Lele, you're awake. You really woke up!"
Ning Shile slowly curved his lips into a