In a daze, Gu Yibo sensed that something was wrong.
He sat up to take a closer look, and then he noticed that Fang Lingwei's fingernails had slightly turned white due to the force of her grip!
He was both shocked and overjoyed!
He tried to loosen his grip, but Fang Lingwei's small hand was still clutching his firmly!
Gu Yibo was so overwhelmed with joy that he cried out and shouted toward the door, "Doctor Shen! Doctor Shen! Come here quick!"
Shen Shiqing heard the call and hurried over.
He saw Gu Yibo with tear-filled eyes, crying and laughing as he looked at him, and stepped closer with surprise, "Mr. Gu, what's the matter?"
"Look!"
Gu Yibo slightly lifted his hand, his fingertips spread apart, but Fang Lingwei's small hand was still holding his, and as he lifted his hand, hers was lifted off the bed too.
Shen Shiqing's mouth fell open, and he took out a medical flashlight from his pocket to further examine Fang Lingwei.
Meanwhile, Gu Yibo was beside himself with excitement.
Tears still lingered on his face, but he was laughing broadly.
It was as if the long-awaited happiness was finally about to arrive.
After the examination, Shen Shiqing asked Gu Yibo to talk to Fang Lingwei while he observed her brainwave data.
There were fluctuations, but they weren't active or significant.
Shen Shiqing said, "Mr. Gu, I will report this situation to Mr. Song.
Mr. Song has already contacted an expert from the USA, who is scheduled to come to China on Friday for a further examination of Ms. Fang.
This expert has cured 64 people in a vegetative state and is a towering figure in this field.
Since he is coming, I dare not act recklessly before such an eminent figure, so let's wait for him to arrive and see what he says."
"Friday?" Gu Yibo was excited.
He placed Fang Lingwei's hand back on the bed, afraid she would get too tired, and soothed her, "Weiwei, did you hear that?
Your son-in-law has arranged for the best expert to come and examine you, and he will surely be able to heal you!
Today is Tuesday!
It's soon, it's so soon, haha!"
Out of excitement, Gu Yibo didn't sleep all night.
Without any shame, he climbed onto Fang Lingwei's bed, took her small hand under the covers, and began to tell her enthusiastically about the stories from Gu Xinzhou's childhood.
As he talked, the day dawned.
Breakfast.
Gu Yibo shared the news with his family.
Lan Baozhen and Gu Xinzhou were both stirred up.
McDull sighed and looked at them helplessly, "I've been saying it all along!
You didn't have to be so anxious!
Do you just not believe me because I'm a child?"
He lifted his chubby little hands and hugged his head, his big glassy eyes full of sorrow.
Daddy is already clueless enough, and now Grandma and Mommy are just as foolish, this is the hardest generation of parents to deal with!
However, after venting, no one paid attention to him.
The three adults chatted excitedly and, after breakfast, didn't mind him and went straight upstairs.
McDull followed them with his little short legs, puffing and panting as he climbed the stairs.
From a distance, his plump little body looked like a steamed meatball, clinging to the stair railing.
The bodyguards brought flowers into the room.
These were ordered by Song Zhen last night, but since Gu Xinzhou had closed the door to the yard, they couldn't deliver them until this morning when they received the order to climb over the wall to bring them in.
The bodyguard happened to see McDull and went over, picked him up, and carried him to the second floor.
McDull's little face was flushed as he thanked him, and then he ran off in a flash.
He was rather embarrassed.
Inside, he was also wrestling with the idea: should he go on a diet?