novelraw Chapter 1035: Stop Holding On, Let Go
Chapter 1035: Stop Holding On, Let Go
"Godfather, I’d like to call A Cheng, could you help me dial the number?" Zimei said again.That night, after watching the movie with Ye Cheng, he said he was going to France for a half-month business trip, and she promised to pick him up at the airport the day he returned.
By now, the time had long passed, and Ye Cheng must be very anxious if he couldn’t reach her.
After Zimei’s words fell, the ward fell into silence.
"Godfather?" Zimei couldn’t see what was happening, so she called out again.
Lu Shanhu, seeing her anxious look, felt even more distressed. He said in a hoarse voice, "I’ve already contacted him."
"What did A Cheng say?" Zimei’s face lit up with joy, grabbing Lu Shanhu’s sleeve, "Tell him not to worry about me, I’ll find him once I’m fully recovered."
"Little Zi." Lu Shanhu suddenly called her, his expression stern: "Stop being persistent, let go. He’s not worth your love."
"Godfather, I don’t understand what you mean."
Zimei found Lu Shanhu’s words a bit strange. He once said he wouldn’t interfere with her and Ye Cheng, so why was he changing his stance now?
Lu Shanhu didn’t answer, and Zimei continued on her own: "I know I’m weak now, but you just said that I’ll recover soon. I promised A Cheng that I wouldn’t abandon him again, and I must keep my word."
When Zimei becomes stubborn, not even a bull can pull her back.
Lu Shanhu had to compromise: "Let’s talk about it after you recover."
Zimei thought she could recover soon, but as time passed and her vision didn’t improve at all, she finally felt the panic.
That day, she heard Lu Shanhu talking with the doctor about discharge procedures and suddenly sat up from the bed.
She reached out her hand, groping randomly, and said, "Godfather, why are we discharging? My eyes haven’t recovered, didn’t you say they would be fine soon?"
Lu Shanhu turned to look at her empty, lost eyes, and his cold, deep face was full of pain.
He went over to hold her hand and said, "Little Zi, the doctor said you can recuperate at home. There are servants at home, it’s more convenient to take care of you."
Zimei wasn’t stupid; Lu Shanhu’s evasiveness indicated the seriousness of the situation.
Her heart kept sinking, and suddenly, Zimei pushed Lu Shanhu’s hand away, turning her face in the direction of the doctor, urgently asking, "Doctor, how should my eyes be treated? Or is it simply untreatable? Tell me the truth!"
Her expression was serious, and the aura around her became awe-inspiring.
The doctor looked at Lu Shanhu with difficulty; without his permission, how could he dare to reveal the truth to Zimei?
"Miss Zi, please rest assured, although this condition is very rare, it’s not a big issue—"
"Enough! I don’t want to hear you say that."
Zimei abruptly interrupted the doctor, tired of hearing such words.
"Let’s get discharged; I don’t want to stay here a minute longer," she said coldly, then reached out to lift the quilt.
Lu Shanhu froze for a moment, his face dark and unable to speak.
Seeing her getting out of bed, he instinctively reached out to support her, only to be stubbornly brushed off by Zimei: "I can walk by myself."
Her feet touched the ground, and she bent down to search for her shoes, failing to find them several times.
Seeing this, the nearby Lu Shanhu felt painful, his eyes reddening with tears, yet he didn’t dare to help, fearing Zimei would become angrier, which wouldn’t be good for her health.
At this moment, Uncle Chen, the butler, happened to walk into the ward and, seeing the situation, quickly went over to help.