My younger brothers are so fierce!!! I'm clearly the eldest brother!

"What did you say yesterday? You said it was a mild concussion, no intracranial hemorrhage, and that he would wake up by last night at the latest! It's already dawn, why hasn't my brother woken up yet?!"

Jiang Yan's eyes were bloodshot, and his eyes, which had not slept all night, were filled with hideous blood vessels. His voice was hoarse, as if it had been ground from sandpaper.

The doctor on duty was a little frightened by Jiang Yan's appearance, not to mention there were several other people around. If a fight broke out, it would really be a 30/70 chance that Jiang Yan and his group would take three punches and he would die seven days later.

The on-duty doctor maintained his professional composure. "Sir, please calm down. Mr. Jiang's vital signs are indeed stable. His blood pressure, heart rate, and blood oxygen are all within the normal range. The brain CT scan has also ruled out delayed hemorrhage... Everyone's constitution is different, and there are indeed individual differences in the time it takes for them to wake up."

"Individual differences, individual differences..."

Jiang Yan muttered to himself. He was a doctor, and he knew the doctor in front of him was right, but he was afraid, so afraid.

"I understand, thank you, doctor."

Jiang Yan slumped back into the chair beside the hospital bed, took Jiang Guanqing's hand, and felt a deep emptiness in her heart.

Brother, are you tired? Then rest a little longer. I'll keep waiting and waiting... Brother, wake up and look at me, look at me...

"I'm going out for a bit." Gong Bolin's arm veins bulged as he forced himself to leave the ward, afraid that if he stayed any longer, he would start arguing with the doctor.

Gong Bolin walked to the end of the corridor, took out a fruit hard candy from his pocket, and popped it into his mouth, crunching away.

After returning to China, Gong Bolin quit smoking and now doesn't even have a lighter on him. The candy in his pocket was prepared for Jiang Guanqing.

In the ward, Bai Xin also looked unwell, clutching the newly printed test report tightly in his hand.

Bai Xin took a deep breath and looked at the doctor, his voice restrained, "Doctor, we understand that there are uncertainties in medicine, but a night has passed. Should we arrange for more in-depth examinations?"

Jiang Ting was already sobbing uncontrollably, and Jiang Zhuo and the others all had red eyes and tense bodies.

The on-duty doctor wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said with a forced smile, "Gentlemen, I truly understand your feelings. But from a medical perspective, Mr. Jiang's current condition is indeed not life-threatening. Therefore, we will immediately arrange a consultation with specialists in neurology and neurosurgery, and conduct a detailed brain function assessment."

Jiang Yan suddenly stood up. "Okay, I am a neurosurgeon. I request to participate in the consultation."

The doctor on duty was sweating profusely. He didn't dare to agree directly, only saying that he would apply, and ran away as if fleeing with the nurse behind him.

The atmosphere in the ward was so oppressive it felt almost tangible. In a place they couldn't find, on a grassy field full of wildflowers, Jiang Guanqing dozed off with a soft white cloud as his pillow. The white cloud even thoughtfully covered Jiang Guanqing with a "quilt".

Seeing the farce in the ward, Baiyun really wanted to transform into a dark cloud and strike Jiang Yan and the others with bolts of lightning.

What are you all doing? Can't you let the baby sleep a little longer? The baby is sleeping so soundly.

Bai Yun was afraid that if they waited any longer, Jiang Yan and the others would tear down the small hospital, so she had to go and wake Jiang Guanqing up.

Baiyun's voice was soft and gentle, "Baby~ it's time to get up and go back."

Jiang Guanqing's long eyelashes trembled, and she slowly opened her eyes, gazing blankly at the softly lit blue sky above. She rolled over, snuggled against the white clouds, and mumbled, "Sleep..."

The pink color gradually spread, and Baiyun was a little angry. It was all Jiang Yan and the others' fault, otherwise the baby could have had a good sleep.

"Son, you should go back now. Your brother and the others are about to turn evil."

Jiang Guanqing's consciousness slowly returned. He propped himself up and sat up, rubbing his eyes. "Did I sleep for a long time?"

Baiyun placed Jiang Guanqing on the grass, transformed back into her small form, and circled around him. "It wasn't long, little one. You only slept for one night."

Jiang Guanqing smiled and reached out to cup Bai Yun in his hands, gently nuzzling her. "Thank you."

"hey-hey."

Baiyun's soft body swelled up a little, then quickly shrank back, her voice full of reluctance, "Then... baby, go back, I'll always be here."

Jiang Guanqing noticed Baiyun's reluctance to part, and showered her with affection, saying, "If you miss me, come find me secretly. I'll miss you too."

The white clouds instantly turned pink. After sending Jiang Guanqing back, she kept thinking about Jiang Guanqing's words, "I will miss you too."

My soul seemed to be drawn by a gentle force, slowly sinking down until it finally landed in a warm but heavy body.

Feeling the hand in his palm move slightly, Jiang Yan sat up abruptly, staring intently at Jiang Guanqing's face.

Her tightly closed eyes slowly opened, still somewhat hazy, as if veiled by a thin mist.

Jiang Yan's breath caught in her throat, and her body trembled slightly.

Jiang Guanqing blinked several times, and the moment he saw Jiang Yan clearly, a smile instantly appeared on his face, "...Little Yan."

"Um."

Jiang Guanqing's voice was soft, dry from a long sleep, "Xiao Yan, don't cry."

Jiang Yan raised her hand to wipe her face, her hand damp and cold. Jiang Huai, who had been waiting nearby, had already pressed the call button by the bedside, his voice trembling, "Doctor, my brother is awake!"

The ward door was quickly pushed open, and Gong Bolin, Jiang Zhuo, Jiang Ting and others practically rushed in. Bai Xin walked at the back, still holding the insulated box that he hadn't had time to put down.

The doctor quickly came over to examine her, listened to her heart and lungs with a stethoscope, and checked her pupils and limb reflexes. Finally, she breathed a sigh of relief, "There's nothing wrong. You need to observe the concussion symptoms for another day. Make sure she gets plenty of rest."

The group of people breathed a sigh of relief, as if oxygen had suddenly appeared in the air.

The bed was rocked, and Jiang Guanqing sat up against it, glancing at the faces of everyone in the room before pausing slightly.

"What... happened to you?"

No one answered him.

"Big brother, are you hungry? Would you like some water?"

"Is there anything that hurts?"

Jiang Guanqing shook his head. "I'm fine, I just took a nap."

Jiang Ting sobbed and rushed to the bedside, clutching the corner of the blanket and weeping, "Big brother...you scared me to death..."

"Don't cry, sweetie."

Jiang Guanqing raised his hand, rubbed his fingertips against Jiang Ting's face, and wiped away his tears. "Your eyes will get swollen if you cry any more."

It seems I really slept for too long, scaring my younger brother and Bai Xin.