Song Rui's temples twitched. His pride was completely gone.

He lowered his head and looked around. Fortunately, this was a private hospital that was founded by several rich families and they didn't treat many people at the one time. So, he wasn't worried that the nurses and doctors would spread news about what had happened that day.

If it really happened, he wouldn't be able to handle the humiliation.

Seeing that Zhou Manli wasn't backing down, and was persistent about not existing in the same s.p.a.ce as Song Yaoyao, Song Rui held his breath. He pursed his lips and said in a lowered voice, “Yaoyao, why don't you go home first? Your mom and I are here. You can visit when your brother's life is no longer in danger.”

It sounded like a negotiation, but his tone was firm.

“No! I won't allow that!”

Even though Song Rui said this, Zhou Manli was not satisfied.

“She is a jinx! As long as she is around, she's bad luck for our Chuan and Wanwan! Even when Chuan recovers, I won't allow her to see him!”

The smell of gunpowder lingered in the air and Shen Xun's expression sunk.

Tang Xinrou's eyes also turned red. From the moment that she first met Yaoyao, she had never let her suffer in this way! The third cla.s.s doted on her, and Small Uncle Huo spoiled her.

What right did these parents have to take their temper out on their Yaoyao?

If they could treat her like this in public, clearly, Yaoyao led a horrible life at home!

She hugged Song Yaoyao and glared back at the couple without any fear!

“Is your word final? What year are we in? Why are you still so superst.i.tious? What right do you have to call Yaoyao a jinx? You might think Yaoyao is a jinx, but in my eyes, Song Jingwan is! After all, she was the one who was in the car with Song Wenchuan!”

“You… Where did you come from? How dare you interrupt when an elder is speaking?”

“Enough!” Song Rui grabbed Zhou Manli and furrowed his brows as he recognized Shen Xun and Tang Xinrou. “If she wants to stay then let her stay. If you continue talking recklessly, then go home!”

“How can I relax when Chuan and Jingwan haven't come out yet?” Zhou Manli shrieked.

“Then quiet down and shut up!” Song Rui growled.

His sharp gaze fell upon Zhou Manli, causing her to s.h.i.+ver. She finally realized what was happening as her mouth opened.

She then sat back down in frustration.

Every second outside the emergency theater was torturous.

Song Yaoyao hugged her knees and leaned against the wall in a spot that was far from the Song Couple.

Tang Xinrou was heartbroken. She sniffed. “Yaoyao, Brother Song will definitely be fine! Really! You're like a lucky koi! You will definitely bless your brother!”

“Really?”

Song Yaoyao rested her chin on her knee as her feathery eyelashes lowered. Her lips were so pale that there was no color to them.

“It would be great if that was true, but there's no such thing as certain luck…”

She thought things would be fine after she helped Song Wenchuan avoid death once. Who knew he'd still get into a car accident.

The sun rises until midday and begins to fall; the moon becomes full and begins to wane.

Everything had its limit and she had a feeling that she may have run out of luck.

Ding—

The doors to the emergency operating theater flew open and two nurses stepped out covered in blood. They spoke quickly.

“The patient has intracranial bleeding, his ribs are broken, and his kidneys are punctured. We can't stop the bleeding! Where is his family? We need you to sign a consent form