"Yan'er, don't go, stay with me …"
If Yan'er left, he wouldn't need to see any doctor.
"I promise you, I won't leave now."
Zi Yan stood up and pressed the call bell.
"Yan'er, for the past twenty thousand days and nights, I have never slept soundly. Whether I opened my eyes or closed them, it was always you that I saw. Yan'er …" "Cough …"
This time, Zhuo WeiTing was in pain because of his painful memory.
"Blood, your mouth... Doctor, doctor! "
Zi Yan looked at the blood at the corner of Zhuo WeiTing's mouth in horror, and shouted 'Doctor', but the doctor still hadn't come.
She wanted to break away from Zhuo WeiTing to call a doctor, but even if she really coughed to death, Zhuo WeiTing would not let go of her.
If there was no Yan'er, he would be a walking corpse. It would be better to just die.
"Let go, I'm not leaving, I'll go get a doctor."
Zi Yan's tears fell down onto Zhuo Weitang's face.
Why is he still so stubborn? It's been so many years, why is he still so overbearing?
"Don't worry, I won't die that easily."
Zhuo Weiting used his bloodied hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. He would not let Yan'er down.
He would survive. From the time Yan'er disappeared until now, almost seven years had passed, and he would never let go.
"Miss, please step aside. We need to examine the patient."
The doctor finally came, but seeing Zi Yan standing in front of the bed, he felt displeased.
"No, I'm fine. I'm fine as long as I see my wife. I'm fine."
Zhuo Wei Ting smiled but refused to let go.
"Let go of me and let the doctor examine you. I'll go call Xiao Xian."
Zi Yan's face was slightly red, because he was not afraid of death, because he was domineering.
"Yan'er, I'm afraid that the moment you let go, you will leave with your son, just like last time."
Zhuo WeiTing shook his head nervously.
"No, it was our son who injured you. We will take responsibility."
Zi Yan felt a little helpless, the Zhuo Wei Ting of the past would never be like this.
"I will wait for your return."
Only then did Zhuo WeiTing agree, but he still didn't loosen his grip.
"In that case, Director Zhuo, may I leave?"
Zi Yan looked at Zhuo WeiTing. She really couldn't understand how a normal person could become like this.
It felt like being filial, but sometimes, not even filial. Sigh, since she agreed to stay, then she should stay, he should give her an explanation, and also give her an apology.
Watching Zi Yan walk out, Zhuo WeiTing felt much more at ease.
Zi Yan cried the moment she walked out. She thought that she was the only one who changed all these years. Who would have thought that Zhuo Weitang would also change.
She faced the wall, wiping away her tears, not wanting her son to see her weakness.
Ever since she had a son, she no longer allowed herself to be weak.
This was also the request Zhuo WeiTing had made to her in the past. Now, she had achieved it, but what about him?
He really had the urge to flee, but he promised him, and Liu Lei's words clearly had something to do with it.
All along, she had been afraid of knowing the answer. Otherwise, she wouldn't have come to Taiwan all these years and wouldn't have dared to ask about it.
After wiping away her tears, Zi Yan did not allow herself to cry anymore. As for Zhuo WeiTing, she would first take a look.
Where's my son? She searched for a long time, but couldn't find him. She finally understood that Liu Lei took her son away.
Thinking about Zhuo Weitang having such a good friend, Zi Yan smiled in gratitude.
He used to think that Ye Zichen was a lone wolf, but now he realized that Ye Zichen had friends as well, and that Ye Zichen was actually such a good person.
She was a little jealous, and also a little jealous. Until now, she didn't seem to have any friends other than Feng.
She didn't look for her son anymore. She went to the bathroom to put on her makeup. Previously, she didn't wear much makeup, but today, she needed to disguise herself.
When Zi Yan had finished disguising herself, he had already been transferred to the special ward.
Zi Yan stood outside the ward. The door to the ward was open, as if waiting for her.
"Yan'er, you're back. Where's your son?"
Zhuo Weitang, who was lying on the bed, was pleasantly surprised.
"Maybe your friend took him out."
Zi Yan went in and stood in front of the bed.
"Yan'er, how have you been all these years?"
Although his face was still very pale, Zhuo WeiTing was in good spirits. He really didn't look like a seriously injured person.
"Mm, you should rest. I need to go back to the hotel."
Facing Zhuo WeiTing like this, Zi Yan felt very uncomfortable.
"Yan'er, I know what you're thinking about. I really didn't tell Ke Min what to do. When she was living at home, I slept on the sofa. She wasn't like you thought. She was my half-sister …"
Zhuo Weitang wanted to untie the knot in Zi Yan's heart earlier than she could, so he asked anxiously.
"You should rest first. We'll talk about these things later."
Zi Yan evaded.
She had asked Lin Min before. Even though she felt the same way at that time, the words they said to her the night before were still in her ears.
There was also the memory of Zhuo WeiTing rolling in bed with a woman for an entire night. That night was a nightmare for Zi Yan, and it hurt even more than the time she was murdered by Ke Min.
"No, Yan'er, I think it's necessary to explain myself. I don't want you to misunderstand again."
Zhuo Wei Ting wanted to pull Zi Yan's hand, but she avoided it.
"You're injured, rest first. Since I've promised you, I won't leave, I won't leave."
While Zi Yan was dodging, Zhuo Wei Ting struggled to sit up.
"Yan'er, all these years I've been looking for you. Although I've found out about Cheng Ying's scheme, I've never had the chance to apologize. Especially to my son, I feel better after this."
Zhuo Weitang finally caught Zi Yan's hand, telling her about the guilt and guilt of the past few years.
He only hoped for Zi Yan to understand, that she would give him a chance to reunite with his son, a chance to make amends to them.
"What you owe is your son's. From the moment you were pregnant with him, you tried everything to get me to beat him up. Your son knows the truth, so it's reasonable that he has resentment towards you."
Zi Yan looked at Zhuo WeiTing's repentant expression and felt pain and joy in her heart.
He was so overjoyed that the truth was finally revealed. It was his son who was in pain, and he didn't know how to explain this matter.
"Yan'er, why would my son say that I want to kill you?"
Zhuo Weitang didn't believe that Zi Yan would say these words to him, but the resentment in his son's eyes was etched in his heart.
"Xiao Xian Xian can already read. He just read from previous news magazines."
Ziyan, please don't start, Feng has spent a lot of energy and effort to take care of them all these years, and the most important thing is his heart.
"So that's how it is. It's all my fault. Back then, I always thought that those who knew themselves would not care about those things. I never would have thought that they would be the root of such a disaster."
Zhuo Wei Ting sighed. Back then, Liu Lei had advised him to do it, but he had chosen to do it on his own.
"The filial piety is still young, there will be a day when he will understand."
Zi Yan originally wanted to ask him about Song Laidi, but she felt that she did not have the qualifications nor the need to, so she changed the topic.
"Yan'er, was it Gao Jian Feng who saved you that day?"
Zhuo Weitang looked at Zi Yan. This cold appearance made him unable to associate the image of that timid and cowardly little wife of his.
"Yes, all these years it's all thanks to him taking care of us."
"Then... Are you married? "
Zhuo Weitang asked somewhat nervously.
"All of this has nothing to do with you. Although we were once married, right now, we have nothing to do with each other anymore."
Zi Yan retracted her hand, she did not want to be caught again.
"Yan'er, I've been waiting for you, now that my son is so old, we've already missed each other for so many years, shouldn't we be together again?"
Zhuo WeiTing moved and scratched his wound again, grimacing in pain.
"It's precisely because our son has grown up that everything from the past has passed. You have your life, and I have mine as well. This is all that matters between us."
Zi Yan took two steps back as she was satisfied with her current life.
A person's fortune was predetermined from her previous life, so she didn't dare to ask for too much.
"Yan'er, no, if we can't go back, then why did we work so hard? Yan'er, I know that I have wronged you before and treated you well, but please give me the chance, let's start again, please … Please marry me and let our family start over. "
As he spoke, he took out the diamond ring that he always carried with him.
"No, it's impossible. It's impossible to go back to the past."
Zi Yan retreated, looking like she was about to retreat to the door.
"Sure, Yan'er, do you still remember this ring? I originally wanted to get married on your 20th birthday, but there was a misunderstanding between us at that time. Yan'er, marry me, and we can start over."
If not for his injuries being too severe, Zhuo WeiTing would have kneeled on the ground and proposed marriage.
Zi Yan listened to Zhuo WeiTing's words but did not have much feelings for him. It was just that the ring made her feel very happy.
At least at that time, she felt like the happiest person in the world.
"I'm sorry, the past is over, the fate between us is over."
Zi Yan's eyes sparkled.
Once, she had thought that as long as he married her, she would be the happiest person in the world.
"Yan'er, do you really believe in fate?"
Zhuo Weitang pulled out the needle in his hand again and lifted the blanket. It looked like he was about to get off the bed.
Zi Yan wanted to go up, but she already said that fate had ended. If she went up, wouldn't she be slapping her own face?
"Yes, I believe that many things are fated, including the fact that I am not dead, including the birth of Xiao Xian."
Zi Yan had her back against the door, looking at Zhuo WeiTing getting off the bed. She held the door as if she was ready to escape at any moment.
"No, you misunderstood. It's fate that you and I are destined to be husband and wife, not a relationship that you say is over. Think about it, how did we end up together? Think about it, when you were in the hospital, how was filial piety born? Think about it again, how did you manage to escape death? Why did the three of us meet again? "
Holding his hand on his abdomen, Zhuo Wei Ting half bent his waist as he walked towards Zi Yan, one step at a time, half a step, and then another step.
"You are a patient, I won't argue with you. I only came here because my son injured you. Since you are fine now …"
When Zi Yan saw that Zhuo WeiTing's domineering attitude had returned, she wanted to leave.
"You promised to accompany me. Yan'er, it's not like you broke your promise …" "The person."
Seeing that Zi Yan was about to leave, Zhuo WeiTing ignored the pain in his body and rushed towards Zi Yan, pressing down Zi Yan's body.
He could feel the pain from the seams of his wounds. Although the wounds were not big, they were very deep.
"What's wrong with you? Get back to bed? "
Zi Yan heard Zhuo WeiTing groan in pain and quickly turned around. However, Zhuo WeiTing had to lower his voice in pain.
"Yan'er, promise me, don't go."
Zhuo Weitang took the opportunity to embrace Zi Yan in his arms.
"Don't force me. I'm very satisfied with my life right now. I don't want to make any changes."
"No, I won't allow it. You are my wife. You will be like that all your life. I won't allow it."
While Zi Yan was turning around, Zhuo WeiTing ignored the pain from her wounds and hugged her tightly in his embrace.
"Let me go, I don't want to hurt you."
Zi Yan did not dare to use too much strength, afraid of touching his wounds. However, it was very uncomfortable being hugged like this by him.
It wasn't physical discomfort, but mental discomfort. Listening to his heavy breathing, he knew that his wound must have been injured.
"Yan'er, you still have me in your heart, right? "You said that you would only love me for your entire life, Yan Er …"