Hug

Zheng Ren hurried upstairs and saw Xie Yiren in the master bedroom on the second floor, sitting on the ground and holding her head in confusion.

The loud thump had startled Chu Yanzhi, but after noticing that Xie Yiren was alright, she immediately burst into laughter.

"It's true!" said Chu Yanzhi.

"Huh?"

Zheng Ren and Xie Yiren were puzzled.

"There was once a joke about a medical practitioner who had become comatose for a long time, and when there was a resuscitation going on, the staff shouted "prepare for resuscitation" and they immediately opened their eyes," said Chu Yanzhi while laughing out loud.

Zheng Ren had heard of that story, but did not find it funny at all.

His heart rate had gone up to 100 beats per minute when Chu Yanzhi shouted about an emergency surgery.

Even though he knew it was just a joke, his knee-jerk response to emergency resuscitation and surgery had been deeply rooted in his soul.