C79

Due to the excessive blood loss and the deep wound, Zhuo Weiting was sent to the observation room after coming out of the operation room.

When Zi Yan rushed back from Tainan, her son wasn't at the hotel, but was left in the hospital by Liu Lei.

Zhuo Wei Ting still hadn't woken up yet, so Zi Yan could only pack her luggage and rush to the hospital. However, she was conflicted as she stood outside the hospital.

It wasn't that he didn't want to look at Zhuo WeiTing, but his heart still ached a lot.

Normally speaking, regardless if it was Zhuo WeiTing or not, since her son hurt him, she, as a mother, should go and see him. However, she didn't want to face Zhuo WeiTing who had woken up.

Ye Zichen called his son.

He didn't think that Liu Lei would be the one to come out.

"Mommy, I'm sorry."

Hearing her son's guilty voice, Zi Yan also felt bad, she originally did not plan to blame the child.

"Sister-in-law."

"Please call me Reiya. Thank you for taking care of my son."

Out of politeness, Zi Yan shook hands with Liu Lei.

"Xiao Xian, let's go."

Zi Yan grabbed her son with one hand and her luggage with the other, intending to leave.

"Wait, don't you want to see A-Ting?" Don't you want to know if he's alive or dead? "

Seeing how cold and emotionless Zi Yan was, Liu Lei felt that it wasn't worth it.

"Mr. Liu, I went to the hotel, and I know my son very well. If it wasn't for Mr. Zhuo going to the hotel to provoke him, my son wouldn't have hurt him."

Zi Yan feigned indifference.

She was worried, but she didn't want Liu Lei to know that she cared about Zhuo WeiTing.

"Even if he deserved it, even if he asked for it, as his wife, shouldn't you go and see him?"

Liu Lei was enraged and shouted at Zi Yan.

"Mr. Liu, I don't think you understand. At best, I can only be called an ex-wife, so I'm not responsible and I'm not …"

"Pa!"

Before Zi Yan could finish, Liu Lei slapped her heavily and ruthlessly.

"Bad guy, you hit my mommy."

When Xiao Xian saw Zi Yan getting beaten up, he was immediately angered, but Zi Yan stopped him.

"Song Ziyan, I didn't expect you to say something like that. A Ting is lying in the middle of an unknown life or death situation, yet you …"

Liu Lei looked at Zi Yan with a pained expression as he chided.

Zi Yan slowly raised her head, anger in her eyes, but she did not retaliate.

"Mr. Liu, I don't know how much you actually know. Back then when he attacked us, we were lying in the ice-cold sea, but he didn't even think about us being husband and wife. At that time, the relationship between us broke down and we left in a filial manner."

Zi Yan's ice-cold love made Liu Lei feel a chill in his heart, he could also see from Zi Yan's eyes how deeply Zhuo WeiTing had hurt Zi Yan back then.

No matter what, A-Ting was currently in the hospital. Even if there was no relationship between husband and wife, as the mother and guardian of the 'murderer,' Xiao Xian, she should go and take a look.

"Mommy, Daddy lost a lot of blood."

Xiao Xian stood on the spot and whispered to Zi Yan.

He owes you that. Let's go. "

Zi Yan was moved by her son's words, but she couldn't go see him. Once she did, they would no longer be able to cut each other apart.

"Mommy, can you wait until Daddy wakes up?"

Xiao Xian begged Zi Yan.

Zi Yan was stunned for a moment, she did not expect Zhuo WeiTing to still be asleep.

"Son, are you very sad? Especially afraid that he won't wake up? "

Zi Yan squatted down and caressed her son's face. It was not that she didn't understand her son, she was just a little worried.

Seeing her son nod, Zi Yan finally made her decision.

Take a look at him as a son.

"Which ward is he in?"

Zi Yan held her son's hand tightly and stood up to ask Liu Lei.

"Follow me."

Liu Lei wanted to mock Zi Yan, but he thought that if her popularity fled, then he would have done the wrong thing again.

He stood outside the window with Zi Yan in tow. If they went in, they would have to change their clothes.

Zi Yan held her son's hand. Looking through the window at Zhuo Weitang's bloodied face, she felt a burst of pain in her heart.

"You should change your clothes and go inside. Maybe he knows you were here and woke up earlier."

Liu Lei whispered to Zi Yan.

"Mommy, I want to go in too."

Xiao Xian looked up at his mother. He hadn't even seen his father properly and didn't know if he would have the chance to do so in the future. He wanted to remember his father in his heart.

Zi Yan shook her head, coming here was enough, she did not want to go in again.

If she had been able to escape with her life, then he was also able to do the same this time.

"Let's go in and take a look. He hasn't been better off than you all these years."

Liu Lei advised again.

"Mommy!"

Xiao Xian also grabbed Zi Yan's hand and acted like a spoiled child.

Ever since her son was young, he had never been this coquettish towards her.

Zi Yan's hands were trembling, she didn't want to be hurt again. The past was in the past, but the memories would always remain in their minds.

"Zi Yan, I know that there are many misunderstandings between you two, can't you wait for him to wake up?"

Liu Lei looked at Zi Yan. If he let Zi Yan go now, he would really let Zhuo Wei Ting down.

Zi Yan, I can tell you one thing very responsibly, A-Ting really doesn't know about the matter of you being killed, but Ke Min is his half-sister, so there can't be any sort of adultery between them. You can carefully recall the scene back then, we are both human beings, human beings, it is impossible for us to never make a mistake.

Liu Lei looked at Zi Yan and saw the wetness in her eyes, so he continued talking.

"I'll ask Komin."

Zi Yan's hand was on the window.

She had doubted and asked, but the answer was still the same.

"Would you rather believe a woman who wants to kill you than someone you love and love?"

Liu Lei sighed. He knew about what happened that day because he was also in prison at that time.

"Mommy, maybe Daddy really didn't want to kill us?"

Xiao Xian looked eagerly at Zi Yan.

Zi Yan was conflicted, her heart yearning to see George up close.

"Xiao Xian, let's go change."

Zi Yan finally chose to face her heart honestly.

Seeing that Zi Yan and her son had changed into sterile clothes, a smile finally appeared on Liu Lei's face.

He thought to himself as he looked at Zhuo Wei Ting who was inside.

Brother, I hope that you can seize this opportunity. I hope that you can wake up as soon as possible.

Zi Yan held her son's hand and entered the ward together. With every step she took, her heart sped up a little. By the time she reached the bedside, she already had some control over herself.

The tears fell from his eyes first, falling onto Zhuo Wei Ting's forehead.

"Mommy."

Xiao Xian saw the tears in Mommy's eyes and looked at her worriedly.

Zi Yan shook her head and sat down beside the bed.

"Mommy, Daddy's hands are so big."

Xiao Xian picked up Zhuo WeiTing's hand from the bed and placed his big hand on top of it.

"Xiao Xian, don't disturb father's rest."

Looking at her son's actions, Zi Yan felt very guilty.

Xiao Xian reluctantly took back his hand, while outside, Liu Lei slammed the glass window, signaling Xiao Xian to come out.

At first, Xiao Xian didn't understand, but after looking at it for a while, he finally understood what it meant. However, he didn't want to go out.

Liu Lei repeatedly wrote, but he didn't know if Xiao Xian understood. After a long time, he finally saw Xiao Xian leave.

Zi Yan didn't seem to see her son leave as she continued staring at his pale face.

Although he had seen 100 in the hotel last time, he couldn't see it clearly at that time. It wasn't like now where he could see it from such a close distance.

"Promise me that you will definitely wake up and not let your son bear the responsibility of murdering his father."

Zi Yan softly said.

As if afraid that he wouldn't hear, Zi Yan leaned over and whispered into his ear.

When she stood up, her lips lightly caressed Zhuo Weiting's pale cheek.

Zi Yan's tears fell on Zhuo WeiTing's white lips.

Outside the window, Liu Lei left with his filial piety. He thought, they have time together.

Taking Xiao Xian away would allow Zi Yan to put aside her worries. Also, even if Zi Yan wanted to leave, she would have to bring her child with her. Since the child was no longer with her, she would not be able to leave.

His hand trembled as he held Zhuo WeiTing's hand.

Once, she had the same thought as her son. Once, she had held her hands tightly. But now, everything seemed so far away.

Holding these hands again, many memories rose up in Zi Yan's heart.

She lifted Zhuo Weiting's hand and gently wiped it across her face.

"You must wake up. You still owe me an explanation. You owe us both too much. You can't just leave like this."

Zi Yan's voice was trembling, but it was very clear. Hearing the 'beep' sound of the machine, she was really afraid.

Even if she really hated him, she had never wanted him dead. It was he who had given her a different life.

If she hadn't met him, everything would have been different today.

Zhuo WeiTing's hand seemed to have moved. Zi Yan was nervous and wanted to let go, but his hand held hers instead.

Zi Yan looked at Zhuo WeiTing's face. Her eyes were still tightly shut and she was still fast asleep.

Looking at that huge hand, one corner of her body seemed to be quietly melting and collapsing.

"Are you trying to tell me that you don't blame your son?"

Zi Yan looked at that hand, looked at that face, and comforted herself.

"Like my son said, after this time, we will never meet again. We will all have our own lives. Actually, this is good as well. At least we won't be injured, and there won't be any pain …"

"No …" "Don't go …"

As Zi Yan was speaking, Zhuo WeiTing opened his mouth. His voice was a little hoarse, but it was very clear.

Zi Yan was stunned, she immediately used her other hand to pull out Zhuo Wei Ting's big hand, but the more she pulled, the tighter her grip became.

Zhuo Weitang slowly opened his eyes. He heard Yan'er's voice, heard his son's voice, but his eyes were so heavy that he couldn't open them.

He thought he was still in a dream, but when Zi Yan held his hand, he felt nostalgic, unwilling to let go.

But when he heard that Zi Yan said she wouldn't see him again, he was jolted awake.

In her dreams, in her world, Yan'er would never leave.

Then the feeling returned to the body, first the feeling of the hand, then the pain.

The injured memory instantly returned, and he knew that Yan'er had come to see him. No, he couldn't leave, he couldn't let Yan'er leave.

When Ziyan pulled his hand out, he held it tighter because he was afraid of losing it.

"Yan'er, don't leave, don't leave me again."

Zhuo Weitang's eyes opened as he saw his dreamy little wife. Although she was no longer the nineteen year old girl from back then, she was still a part of his heart.

"Since you've awoken, then it's time for us to settle things."

Seeing that Zhuo WeiTing had woken up, Zi Yan panicked. She had not yet thought of how to face Zhuo WeiTing.

And what did she just say?

Did he hear it?

"No, Yan'er, we will never be able to be even between each other, don't … cough … cough …"

Because his body was too weak and too excited, Zhuo WeiTing began to cough painfully.

Once he coughed, the wound on his abdomen would be in unbearable pain.

Seeing his face scrunched up in pain, Zi Yan panicked.

"Stop talking, stop talking …"

"No, I want to say, you can't leave... "Cough, cough …"

Seeing Zi Yan so nervous, Zhuo WeiTing coughed even louder.

This little bit of pain was nothing, even if the wound was split open it wouldn't matter, as long as Yan'Er could stay.

"Stop it, doctor, doctor..."

Zi Yan cried. Due to Zhuo WeiTing's struggle, the needles on the back of his hand had all been torn off. Beads of blood seeped out of the back of his hand.