Su Xiaoli's eyes widened, and she was kissed so intensely that she could hardly breathe.
It was only after a while that she finally found space to breathe.
Gulping for air, she murmured, "Qin... Qin Yihan?"
Her panting made the man's body go stiff.
The next second, she felt a sharp pain at the back of her neck, and then everything went dark as she fainted.
After the woman had fainted, Qin Yihan pressed the switch again.
The villa lit up brightly once more.
The unconscious Su Xiaoli lay quietly on the bed, her long eyelashes casting tiny shadows on her face.
Her features were delicate, and her skin was so pale that under the light, the lines of her blood vessels could be distinctly seen.
The little girl was so tender that if her age hadn't been listed as twenty on her profile, he would have thought the family had sent over a fourteen or fifteen-year-old.
Looking at her face, the man's breathing gradually became more rapid.
He tugged at his collar and turned his gaze away from her.
When he looked up, he saw a small card stuck to the head of the bed.
The card was decorated with the simplest drawings of the sun and flowers, complemented by a young girl's graceful handwriting: "You have to cheer up and get better!"
Qin Yihan looked down again at the girl on the bed.
When had she put it there?
Such a foolish girl.
Others, knowing he was in a half-dead vegetative state, would either be getting engaged or running off, but she, so foolishly, was jumping into the fire pit.
...
The next morning, when Su Xiaoli woke up, her first thought was that Qin Yihan had moved yesterday!
She had felt it!
During the power outage, he had turned over and kissed her, she couldn't have been mistaken!
The young girl lifted her head excitedly.
However, the bed was empty. Not only was Qin Yihan gone, but the encouraging card she had posted at the head of the bed was also missing.
In her excitement, she didn't even change out of her pajamas, but went downstairs in her slippers to find the maid, Auntie Feng, "Auntie Feng, Qin Yihan... where is my husband? Could he move, has he gone downstairs by himself!?"
"The master was taken to the hospital by the caregivers for a checkup."
While preparing breakfast, Auntie Feng looked at her with a light chuckle, "A vegetative person can't recover that easily; even if he could, he wouldn't be able to go downstairs by himself."
Su Xiaoli was momentarily bewildered, "But I clearly saw him move yesterday…"
Auntie Feng sat her down at the dining table and handed her a bowl of porridge, "Madam, you probably hoped so much for the master to wake up that you had a very vivid dream."
Su Xiaoli frowned as she drank her porridge.
Really... was it a dream?
Could there be such a vivid dream?
She bit her lip, suddenly lifting her head as if she had thought of something, "Auntie Feng, did the house lose power last night?"
Auntie Feng shook her head in confusion, "No."
"I was staying up to watch him until the early hours, and there was no power outage."
The brightness in Su Xiaoli's eyes gradually dimmed.
Could it really have been a dream?
...
In a certain consultation room at the city center hospital.
Wen Sunan, wearing a white lab coat, looked helplessly at the cold and indifferent man beside him, "Did you have trouble on your wedding night? Why are you running to my clinic first thing in the morning?"
Qin Yihan smiled indifferently with a slight curl of his lips, toying with the card in his hand that read "cheer up," "I spent last night at the company."
"Pfft."
Wen Sunan sprayed out his tea, "You, a vegetative person, ran away on your wedding night?"
The man looked up at him blandly and was about to say something when the door to the consultation room was knocked on.
"Is Dr. Wen in?"
Qin Yihan frowned slightly; the woman's voice seemed somewhat familiar.
Wen Sunan immediately pulled the curtain closed, hiding Qin Yihan behind it.
"Come in!"
Su Xiaoli cautiously pushed the door open and sat down on the chair in front of Wen Sunan, "Hello, I consulted you a few days ago about vegetative states."
Wen Sunan nodded, "I remember."
"It's like this."
Su Xiaoli rubbed her temples, expressing her doubts with distress, "You said that if a comatose patient shows a response, does that mean there's a possibility he could wake up?"
Wen Sunan suddenly paused.
He couldn't help but cough lightly, "Professionally speaking, it's normal for a comatose patient to show responses, but that doesn't represent..."
"But I really felt it yesterday."
Su Xiaoli stared intently at Wen Sunan, her gaze serious and stubborn, "Not only did he swallow saliva last night, but there was also..."
"Then suddenly the power went out, and I remember he turned over, pinned me beneath him, and kissed me for a while... after that, I can't recall anything."
As she spoke, she knocked on her head in frustration, "But I distinctly remember it all being real, yet the housekeepers at home said there was no power outage yesterday and he didn't wake up..."
After finishing, the young girl lifted her bright, shining eyes, "So, Doctor, is there a possibility that because he responded, he temporarily woke up, then hugged and kissed me, and after that went back to being comatose again?"
Wen Sunan struggled to keep his laughter in as he listened to Su Xiaoli's description.
"I think you might be over-anxious and had a hallucination."
Su Xiaoli bit her lip, the light in her eyes gradually dimming, "Is that so..."
Was it truly just her hallucination?
Looking at her disheartened little face, Wen Sunan really couldn't bear to crush her.
But he felt it was necessary to make things clear to her:
"Comatose patients can have physiological reactions because of bodily functions, which has nothing to do with your kissing him."
"Moreover, there are no comatose patients who briefly wake up and then revert back to being comatose."
After a moment of silence, Wen Sunan couldn't help but remind her, "Little sister, you mentioned having a comatose patient at home, and I told you to start with the senses of smell, hearing, and touch."
"But kissing him is not a very good choice."
Su Xiaoli bit her lip, full of disappointment.
After a while, she concealed the sadness in her eyes, "It's okay, although last night was a hallucination, I still believe that miracles can happen."
Having said that, she stood up and bowed earnestly to Wen Sunan, "Thank you, Dr. Wen!"
Watching her turn to leave, Wen Sunan hesitated, but then called out to her.
"Little sister."
He looked up and assessed the young girl in front of him who seemed to be only fifteen or sixteen with her hair tied up in a high ponytail, "A girl's kiss is very precious and shouldn't be given away lightly, understand?"
He nearly stated outright that a minor should not be kissing others rashly.
But Su Xiaoli didn't catch the implication in his words.
The young girl turned back and looked at Wen Sunan with a smiley face, "I'm not giving it away lightly, I kissed my husband."
After saying that, Su Xiaoli waved at him and left the room.
Wen Sunan almost choked on his own spit.
This young girl, she's of age?
Just "husband"?
And she found a comatose man?
"...Am I not keeping up with the times?"
Wen Sunan sighed, "This young girl isn't even of age, and she's calling a comatose patient her husband."
The curtain was pulled aside, and a man with a cold expression glanced indifferently at Wen Sunan, "She's of age."
Wen Sunan gave him a look, "How do you know?"
Qin Yihan leaned elegantly on the chair, "She's my wife."
The consultation room fell silent instantly.
Wen Sunan looked at the man before him in shock, "That little thing? The fool you married for luck?"
Qin Yihan's gaze was indifferent, his voice cold, "Say 'fool' one more time, and I'll break your legs."
Wen Sunan's complexion changed, and he quickly dropped the topic, "Then what she said just now, about last night..."
"It wasn't her hallucination."
Qin Yihan looked down, continuing to toy with the card in his hand, "I sought you out early in the morning to have you prescribe some medication."
"What kind of medicine?"
The man's actions were graceful as he held the card in his palm, "Medicine that doesn't easily elicit a reaction."
"I don't want a repeat of last night's situation."