Sweet Wife Arrives: Mr. CEO, Please Pamper Me

The accompanying doctor came over, looked at her with embarrassment, and then gave a bitter smile, saying, "Miss Gu, perhaps you’d better leave. The Feng Family has already collapsed twice, and Mrs. Feng is over sixty now. If she collapses too, our hospital will..."

Gu Zixuan never wanted to make things difficult for others, so after seeing her outburst over there, she leaned back in the chair, weeping silently, causing the surrounding doctors, nurses, and even the elderly patients to try to console her.

She curled her lips into a faint smile and said softly, "Okay."

Without disturbing anyone, she walked out.

It’s been ten days, and there was not a ripple in Ye Xilan’s eyes, not even a hint of pain that grew more intense with each passing day.

Gu Zixuan understood well that they truly hated her.

The kind of hatred that reached the bones, an unforgivable hatred...

Hatred so intense that if it weren’t for the current society’s laws, they would want to kill her directly...

The weather in February was still as cold as a chilling knife.

Freezing her entirely, it also shattered every fragment of her past eight years, memories, experiences, both known and unknown, into dust and residue...

It’s impossible, isn’t it?

She lifted her gaze towards the clouds in the sky, recalling the last words she deceived Yu Yuanshen and He Qimo with a few days ago, she gave a bitter, desolate smile.

What child or not? What waiting for Feng Chengjin to wake up? What future? What’s next?

Afraid that everything is false, nothing withstands the harshness of reality.

And she, though she seemed like destiny’s favored child, was she ever truly favored by fate?

Gu Zixuan, who walked out, had nowhere to go, so she sat on the stone bench opposite Feng Chengjin’s ward.

The desolation in her heart made her not want to go anywhere at this moment, not even having the energy to move, just sitting on the stone bench pondering the chances of Feng Chengjin’s recovery.

However, perhaps it was because her fragile body could no longer withstand any turmoil.

Facing the cold stone bench, she was fine in the first hour, still fine in the second hour.

Waiting close to the third hour.

Suddenly, an excruciating pain accompanied by a stabbing sensation in her abdomen came crashing in.

Her face turned pale, as she clutched the edge of the stone bench, its hardness offered not the slightest relief in her desperate grip, instead the cold touch intensified the pain’s growth.

She remembered the grave warning from the doctor a few days ago, "Miss Gu, you have an ectopic pregnancy, it’s very dangerous. It can’t be delayed, could lead to massive bleeding, even lifelong infertility!"

But... at that time she, though she had already scheduled a surgery, faced with Feng Chengjin’s accident, had never so desperately wanted to keep the child.

If she could keep it for one day, it was one day, if two days, then two days.

No matter what, it could be the last straw and bond to grasp onto between her and Feng Chengjin, given the impossible chasm.

She really... so dearly wanted to feel it inside her for just a few more days.

Unfortunately, nothing went as she wished.

By the cold deserted stone bench, she hurriedly wanted to find a doctor or nurse to help her, to give her a hand.

But she had been asking too much about Feng Chengjin’s condition these days.

The doctors and nurses, hindered by the Feng Family situation, did not dare to approach her, would avoid her when they saw her.

Therefore, at this moment, in the vast Southern Fourth Hospital, no one was willing to help her.

She was desperate...

Could only gaze with trembling eyes at the ward directly above where Feng Chengjin lay.

He was sleeping in a coma above.

While she, downstairs in tearful trembles, was forcibly witnessing striking blood flowing from her dress.

The more it flowed, the more it poured.

Staining the grass, it irrevocably tore to shreds the last line between her and Feng Chengjin...

...

Four days.

From February 10th to February 13th.

Gu Zixuan never returned.

The disappearing spot brought some relief to Feng Chengxuan as he watched Feng Chengjin’s condition gradually stabilize from the balcony, easing the fear that under the pressure of the father’s illness, any provocation would cause him to faint again, plunging the family into another episode of sorrow.

Facing the person he dared not seek these days, he began to frequently turn his gaze outward.

But, where is she?

Feng Chengxuan furrowed his brows.

Soon, accompanied by the sound of the ward door opening, Feng Chengjie entered with the chill from outside, shaking off the fine snow on her body.

After meeting her brother’s eyes, and where he was looking, she gave an awkward smile, "I went out searching for a while, couldn’t find her. Asked doctors and nurses, they said she indeed hadn’t come for three days."

Realizing that the siblings unexpectedly had the same thoughts on this matter.

Feng Chengxuan gave a helpless smile and said, "How’s dad’s side? Is everything okay?"

Mentioning this, a trace of pain passed over Feng Chengjie’s face, not knowing whether it was resentment or heartache. Ultimately, she paused and said, "It’s okay, he’s over seventy. His health isn’t too bad, recovering quite well, but needs proper rehabilitation later on. Late-stage cerebral hemorrhage can easily lead to epilepsy, paralysis, doctors repeatedly emphasized not to let him get angry again. His blood pressure has been consistently high, and he has gout, now this... ah..."

Feng Chengjie did not know what else to say.

But glancing over her sister’s face, hearing that depressed sigh, Feng Chengxuan well understood that despite their pity for their third brother, hoping he would unite with his beloved, their father’s illness had become a mountain pressing over their heads.

How could they possibly arrange for their third brother to marry that Miss Gu without upsetting their dad?

No one knows...

Therefore, regardless of how consistently they thought that it resulted from their parents meddling too much, believing Miss Gu was not at fault, it was all to no avail.

Grandpa is gone, does dad not want them anymore?

Both sighed, and after a pause, Feng Chengjie glanced at Feng Chengjin’s complexion, "This Professor Qiu is quite capable, not only did he pull our third brother back from the gates of hell, he managed to nurse him so well, and judging by several checks a day, it seems the chances of him recovering are quite high, aren’t they?"