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At first, he didn't pay much attention to Zeng Yaxi, but later on, he felt as if his heart was being torn out of his lungs. Someone was peeping outside the door, and Shen Canghao started to get nervous. He stood up, walked around the table to Zeng Yaxi's side, and supported his shoulder as he asked worriedly, "Zeng Yaxi, what's wrong? "It's fine, let me turn the cool air on a bit higher."

"No need …" "That's not the reason."

He gradually stopped coughing, but his throat was making a hissing sound. It was hoarse and unpleasant to hear.

When he put his hand down, the thick tissue in his palm was completely drenched with dark red blood.

Shen Canghao's body froze as he stared blankly at the blood. He felt pain in his throat, and a chill slowly rose from the bottom of his feet to his four limbs. How was this possible? How was this possible?

His hands were frozen, unable to move, his face frozen as well. It was unknown what expression of shock was on his face.

Asmodeus forced a smile on his face when he saw his reaction. He patted his hand and spoke in a husky, comforting voice, "It's alright. I'm already used to it."

"What's going on!?" Shen Canghao could not help but clench his fists. He glared at him, his voice hoarse.

He once wanted to hate this man, hated him, and deeply cared that he stood between him and Yan Yan Yan. But now, he discovered that he couldn't hate him at all.

"It's cancer …"

He raised his head to look at Ye Zichen, while his eyes lit up. Seeing that Ye Zichen's expression became even gloomier, he spoke up once again, "It's already late, there's no use treating him."

Shen Canghao sat down stiffly, staring blankly at the long bamboo table in front of him. Through the steam rising from the table, he could see that the bamboo forest outside the window had become unreal despite the layer of mist. He could not help but wring his fingers, gritting his teeth as he spoke in a low tone, "When did this happen?"

"It's been a long time. When I found out about it, it was already hopeless. The reason why I've been alive for so long was merely because I'm struggling on the edge of death."

He gently opened his mouth. It was unknown if it was because he had just vomited blood, but his lips were actually as bright as petals and his face was deathly pale.

"Go abroad. Go to America. I know the best doctors there. You won't die!" He suddenly raised his hand and smashed the table in front of him. Tea spilled out and fell onto the back of his hand. It was warm.

Ashes shook her head gently, forcing a smile onto her face. With a bright glint in her eyes, she stared at him, "Don't give up on my dignity. If I die, she will live on. Her story is still very long. She must live happily."

Shen Canghao looked at the man in front of him. His shoulders first trembled slightly, but in the end, he couldn't help but shiver, and his suppressed sobs echoed in the empty room. He bit his lower lip, and turned to look at the bamboo outside the window.

He actually sympathized with his love rival, and cried when he was about to die. But Shen Canghao, with your personality, shouldn't you kill him? Even if he didn't die, you should have personally killed him, right?

"Zeng Yaxi, if you don't want to give up, what about you? You and Yan Yan … You all have children. If you give up now, what will happen to them? "

He gritted his teeth as if his heart was about to break down. Shen Canghao, how come I've never realized how great you are?

Zeng Yaxi choked for a long time. He raised his head and looked at the man before him. His eyes sparkled, but his lips formed a heart-wrenching smile. "Shen Canghao, I've never touched a face before. I've never …"

He lightly shook his head, not knowing if he was feeling sad or self-deprecating.

"Zeng Yaxi …" "Then, child, what is the matter with a child?"

He was stupefied. He found the situation unthinkable.

"Because I was too sick to bear it. I was afraid, afraid that the Ceng Family would be annihilated … She was pregnant with my child just to leave me some blood and bone. She never, never loved me. "

He opened his mouth and murmured, "Why does it still feel so terrible when I personally told you the truth?" He said that he would put her down, no longer be concerned, that he would silently die, no longer be a burden to her, but why, why did he say that she didn't love him, why did his heart hurt so much that it almost twisted?

Shen Canghao didn't say a word. He lowered his eyes, but his heart was in turmoil. Everything he said seemed like a deliberate attempt to comfort her, but he still wanted to tell him.

"Zeng Yaxi, you are wrong." He crossed his ten fingers in front of him and paused slightly on the table.

"After being together for five years, why don't you understand her yet? Why are you still trying to misunderstand her?"

He spoke word by word, but his heart felt as if it was being cut by a knife. He personally pushed his beloved woman away. It was as if he was walking on a blade, and every step he took was extremely difficult.

"Why don't you understand?" Asai smiled wryly, his long eyelashes drooping. His face was as handsome as ever, but there was a faint sickly look on it that made one's heart ache.

"In her dreams, she recites your name. Five years like a day, her heart only thinks of you. She loves you, and the only person she loves is you. No matter what I do, it's all empty talk."

The smile grew brighter and brighter in the depths of Yaxi's eyes, but it was replaced by despair, as if he was about to perish.

"I won't say anything else, it's just that I'm sure Yan Yan cares about you." He reached out and patted him on the shoulder. "I will contact the Americans immediately. You can't delay it any further. Take care of yourself. Everything will wait until you are better."

"Shen Canghao, useless …"

He waved his hand, and his palm fell down, grabbing hold of his own, and said with great difficulty, "This is all I can do, I can't take it anymore, my own body knows, Shen Canghao, if I die, don't let Yan Yan Yan know, let her safely give birth, and live well, and every day well, every minute is fine …"