Chapter 634 - Untitled

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

Ye Wei was in the emergency room for a day and night.

Huge beads of sweat fell from Mo Jue’s forehead. He did not know that he would become this afraid someday. His hands trembled, and his stunning face was even paler than a patient on the verge of death.

‘Wei Wei, nothing must happen to you. Nothing…’

He almost wanted to jab his fingers into the wall to ease the pain in his heart that seemed like a knife which slowly quartered him. It was so painful to the point he still did not have the mood to think about who would have been behind it and who tortured his Wei Wei into such a mess. She must live…

She must live!

He felt as though somebody had held his heart in their hands and utterly crushed it in the next instant. He never felt such fear and was afraid she would not make it and just leave him.

When he received her call and heard her call him Scheming Chu, he felt rage well up in him and almost cursed at her. To think that the person who called him called another man’s name instead…

His heart, however, became tender when he heard how frail she sounded. He only had time to tell her he would grab her before she stopped speaking and did not end the call.

She must have fainted.

Ye Wei was never like this. Even if she had lost a tooth or was swallowing her own blood, she would never ask for help even if she were even more seriously wounded. She had her pride, and as long as she was able to patch herself up, she would never ask for help.

For her to call for help and only be able to say just one statement underlined how serious her injuries were.

He still had a hope that she was just playing a cruel prank and called her several times. But as time passed, there was no reply and he descended into madness.

He quickly located the origin of the call and its address. He had those nearest to the mansion in Muscat rush over. Without saying anything else, he flew to Muscat despite Big Boss Mo’s opposition.

On the plane, he heard bad news about Ye Wei and how she could die. He, in his panic, did not fly the plane stably and almost crashed it. Wei Wei was in trouble.

His mind was filled with this thought.

They said that when they reached, the person had already stopped breathing and was covered in blood despite some warmth to the body. They could thankfully hear the harshness in Mo Jue’s voice and knew that something bad had happened, and hence rushed over with an ambulance.

The doctor stabilized her, and her breathing, albeit frail, returned. She was clearly not going to hold out for long, and they solemnly sent her to the hospital. The doctors at the hospital said that she was unlikely to make it.

When they reached the hospital, they immediately resuscitated her heart and managed to keep her alive. But nobody knew whether she would survive.

There were simply too many complications.

It wasn’t just her internal injuries at work.

Her major organs were all seriously wounded. Mo Jue’s eyes turned bloodshot red as he listened on. He immediately rushed to the hospital but she had yet to leave the emergency room. His men were all outside the emergency room.

Mo Jue, afraid that the people who were after her would return, gathered almost all the elites in the Mafia in Muscat to guard the hospital.

The white wall was covered in traces of blood from Mo Jue punching it in anger. The back of his arm had become a bloodied mess which he did not seem to be able to feel. His thoughts were completely occupied by Ye Wei, who was on the operating table.

His slightly reddened purple eyes were fatigued but not weary as he stared at the door to the operating theater.

His men saw his mangled up hands and tried convincing him to have his hands patched up. He, however, stared at them in a way they did not dare to reply, and a dead silence hence filled the corridor. Everybody prayed that the woman in the operating theatre would be able to make it. If not, their second master would fly into a rage for her and have them accompany her in death.

That was extremely possible.

Mo Jue’s emotions were messed up. He really hated her for saying they should forget each other and just move on. But most importantly, he hated her for how easily she gave up and let go of these feelings and him.

Instead of saying how she shot him out of disbelief caused him to harbor hatred, one could say that her letter gave him a reason to utterly hate her.

If she did not believe him, so be it. He absolutely could not condone her leaving him.

He knew that as long as his body was not in good shape, there was nothing he could do about Ye Wei. Hence, he recuperated and went to look for her. He would expend all means to keep her by his side.

How dared she let go of him that easily.

But little did anybody expect to hear about her imminent death.

Wasn’t Eleven by her side? Wasn’t she so capable to the point she was invincible? Why was Wei Wei still wounded? Where did she go? It had been a day and night. What exactly happened?

Mo Jue was as anxious as ants on a frying pan and wished he could simply barge in. Damn that operation! Damn that operation! What f***ing operation took so long? Just how many operations did his Wei Wei have to undergo?

As he thought about her fainting and being unconscious on that operating table, his heart ached. She was the only person whom his heart ached for in his entire life.

He hated this feeling!

All that hatred and blame disappeared. If she left, who could he blame and hate?

“Second master, go get some rest. I’ll…”

“F*** off!” Mo Jue barked hoarsely, his purple eyes filled with sadness and pain. Whoever dared to have him leave would die. He wanted to personally hear that she was fine, and he wanted to personally see that she was fine.

He would only leave over his own dead body.

‘Wei Wei, you struggled to leave me and should be living casually and freely. Why are you injured from head to toe? I cared for you so damn well and could not bear to see you getting even slightly hurt, and you walked away just because of a misunderstanding?’

‘If you leave, why don’t you live a good life? Why must you appear before me so wounded and so battered?’

‘If you leave me and mess yourself up like this, why do you still choose to leave me?’

‘Are you just so hell-bent on making me hate you?’

Mo Jue clutched his face and there was warmth in his eyes. Everybody watching on was extremely upset as they had never seen their second master display such sadness and grief. The madness from the desperation that emanated from him made their hearts ache.

He was so in love with Ye Wei!

Hearsay had it that in Italy, their second master had indeed gone to arms for the want of a woman. While people thought it was just a rumor, it was actually true.

As they watched on, they felt heartache and sadness come upon them. They all prayed that Ye Wei would be fine.

Mo Jue clutched his eyes in immense grief. He could not keep the tears from raining down.