Volume 1, Chapter 11: No Longer Wanting to Live

"Qingya." I looked at Su Qingya, who had completely lost her composure, and for some reason, I found myself wanting to laugh.

This was the first time she had shown me such an expression since Fu Huaijin died.

"Are you... satisfied now?" Wasn't this what you wanted, for me to suffer? Perhaps due to the massive blood loss, I felt bone-chillingly cold, so I struggled to pull the blanket tighter around me.

"Qingya, I really, truly love you." In the final moments of my life, I couldn't help but confess my feelings to her one last time.

"Stop talking... Gu Ze!"

I tried to sit up, wrapped in the blanket. It didn't matter anymore; I was going to die soon anyway, so whatever I did was inconsequential.

"Gu Ze! Stop moving!" Although I could hear her voice, my head was spinning, and it seemed I could no longer grasp the meaning of her words.

Before my eyes, vast stretches of red appeared—they looked like the roses I had prepared for her on the day I proposed.

She was so beautiful that day... even though her eyes were still filled with resentment toward me.

Only I knew that, even with her treating me this way, I kept falling in love with her over and over again, thousands, tens of thousands of times.

I forced my eyes open, wanting to see her one last time. Just one last look.

My body felt light and ethereal. I was on the verge of death, and strangely, I felt happy.

"...Gu Ze, you are not allowed to die! I don't permit you to die just like this..." Su Qingya’s voice trembled. Her screams quickly brought others to the room.

"Gu Ze!" Lu Feng rushed in and immediately hit the nurse call button. He roared furiously at Su Qingya, "Su Qingya! How much more suffering do you intend to inflict on him before you're satisfied!"

Before I slipped into unconsciousness, I was wheeled into the operating room.

Outside the operating room.

"Xu Zixuan, what are you, a home-wrecker, still doing here!" Lu Feng glared angrily at Xu Zixuan, who stood to the side with a look of smugness.

But the moment Su Qingya’s gaze flickered toward him, Xu Zixuan immediately wiped the smugness from his face.

"Sister, your secretary mentioned you’ve been staying at the hospital and haven't gone home, and you haven't even eaten dinner. I specially ordered takeout for you. Shall we eat together?"

Unlike before, Su Qingya didn't give Xu Zixuan a pleasant look, nor did she acknowledge his words.

Perhaps feeling awkward, Xu Zixuan offered a forced smile and added, "Er, is my sister in a bad mood? Would you like to eat something first? I even brought some wine..."

"Your brother-in-law is still in surgery; I'm not in the mood to eat," Su Qingya said coldly, still not sparing Xu Zixuan a single glance.

"Oh, so there is a time when you aren't in the mood to eat? I thought you two came to the hospital to pop champagne!"

Facing Lu Feng’s sarcasm, Su Qingya furrowed her brows tightly. "Is that so? Do I look like I’m having a good time?"

Lu Feng was so furious he was practically grinding his teeth. "You’ve always claimed Gu Ze was a murderer, and you’ve done everything in your power to torture him!"

"You knew perfectly well how important the company was to him, yet you used that to threaten him! You knew his health was poor from his early days of chasing clients, yet you ignored him completely!"

The more Lu Feng spoke, the angrier he became. He clenched his fists. "You even had him held under house arrest when he was suffering from his illness. Do you dare say you didn't wish for Gu Ze to end up like this?!"

Su Qingya turned deathly pale under the reprimand. She argued, "I... I thought he was faking it... He used to do that, pretending to be sick to stir up jealousy."

"...It’s always like this! Why don't you ever consider that, what if Gu Ze was actually sick?!" Lu Feng roared. "Su Qingya, if my brother Gu Ze dies, you are a murderer too!"

Su Qingya stumbled back, bloodless, and was caught in Xu Zixuan’s arms.

"...Sir, this is the operating room, could you please keep your voice down?" The doors to the operating room opened, and a nurse stepped out. "Who is the patient's family? We need a family member to sign the consent form."

Lu Feng wiped his face and asked anxiously, "Sign? Is Gu Ze..."

The nurse interrupted him. "The patient's vital signs are weak, and his will to live is fading. We need a family member to sign this critical condition notice. Are you his family?"

Lu Feng fell silent for a moment before pointing at Su Qingya. "I'm not. She is."

Su Qingya stared blankly at everything, as if her soul had left her body. She looked dazedly at the nurse, then at Lu Feng. "Critical condition notice? Are you talking about Gu Ze... His health has always been good, how could he be in critical condition?"

"Miss, if you are Gu Ze's family, you need to sign this. The patient’s condition is very grim..."

"You're lying," Su Qingya said with a pale smile. "Is there someone else with the same name as Gu Ze? You must have made a mistake..."

Lu Feng couldn't hold back anymore. "Just sign it!"

Xu Zixuan stood by with a nervous expression.

If he could, he hoped to delay things further, preferably until the surgery failed. That way, he might finally secure his position as the successor to the Gu Group.

For some reason, Su Qingya had always refused to give him a formal title. If Gu Ze really died, he wouldn't have to be called a "home-wrecker" anymore.

"Ms. Su, we wouldn't mistake the identity information, and there is only one patient named Gu Ze in the VIP ward," the nurse’s tone grew urgent. "Ms. Su, could you please sign here?"

"I... can I go see him?" Su Qingya asked, unwilling to give up.

"I'm sorry, miss, unauthorized personnel are not allowed inside the operating room. We will arrange a visit after the surgery is complete. Please sign the paper first."

"But I’m not unauthorized; I’m his wife..." Su Qingya’s tears finally began to fall. Supported by Xu Zixuan, she signed her name, then clutched the nurse’s sleeve tightly. "Please, I beg you, you must save him!"

"You were wishing for Gu Ze to die every single day, what are you pretending for now! How hypocritical!" Lu Feng couldn't help but curse.

Su Qingya didn't argue back. She simply clung to the nurse, weeping, as if the nurse were her only lifeline.

"Miss, I must return to the surgery," the nurse reminded her before hurrying back into the operating room.

After the nurse left, the three of them stood there, each lost in their own thoughts. The noisy waiting hall fell into silence once more.

"Sister, brother-in-law is a good man and will have his own blessings; don't be too distraught," Xu Zixuan said, breaking the silence.

Lu Feng scoffed coldly. "You’re the one who wants my brother dead the most, so you won't have to be a home-wrecker anymore."

"I am only worried about my sister!" Xu Zixuan put on a look of extreme grievance. "As long as my sister is at peace, I don't care about anything else!"

I don't know how much time passed before the doctor finally walked out of the operating room, looking utterly exhausted. Lu Feng rushed forward to ask how it went.

The doctor sighed and said, "The surgery was successful, but..."

"But what?" Su Qingya asked anxiously.

"The patient has almost no will to live, and due to the massive blood loss, whether he wakes up depends entirely on him."