The surgery continued till midnight. The doctor wheeled out Feng Xi, reassuring everyone she was fine.
Ye Ranran almost collapsed into Jun Mochan's arms, her legs weakening.
"It's fine, she's okay." Jun Mochan comforted her, patting her on the back.
Ye Ranran gripped Jun Mochan's clothes, "I'm so tired, can you hold me?"
Jun Mochan scooped her up into his arms. "Ah Chuan, stay here and look after her. If anything happens, you'll be responsible."
"Yes, Mr. President."
After leaving him all alone to keep vigil, while they went home to sleep, Ah Chuan grumbled unhappily.
Once home, Ye Ranran regained her consciousness after taking a bath.
She sat beside Jun Mochan and asked, "What will the media say about this incident? Will it affect J.C.'s share prices? Will it bring you any negative attention?"