After the divorce, Mr. Gu spent every day at the crematorium.

Looking at the woman in front of him, whose eyes were already glistening with tears, Old Master Bo remained unmoved.

His face was ashen as he said, "Hmph, why should I believe you? Who are you, and what is your identity?"

Old Master Bo still refused, allowing Shen Yao to enter the operating room to participate in the rescue of Bo Yuxiu.

As time ticked by, Shen Yao gritted her teeth and slowly knelt down in front of Old Master Bo.

"Grandpa, Ashu is your grandson, and also my lover. Like you, I want to save him!"

The butler knelt down as soon as he saw Shen Yao, but Old Master Bo remained unmoved.

He also tried to persuade Old Master Bo from the side.

“Sir, I just asked many authoritative medical professors, and they all highly approve of Shen Yao’s medical skills. Why don’t you let Miss Shen give it a try?”

"Give it a try? What if something happens to the young master? Will you take responsibility?" Old Master Bo questioned the butler.

Upon hearing this, the butler dared not say anything more and quickly shut his mouth.

He thought to himself that the master was too obsessed with social status and family background.

"Get up! No matter how long you kneel, I will not allow you to participate in Ash's surgery!"

Old Master Bo resolutely refused Shen Yao's request.

Shen Yao slowly closed her eyes, and a cold tear slid down her face.

About twenty minutes later, the two highly respected cardiothoracic surgeons invited by Mr. Bo arrived in a hurry.

When they saw Shen Yao kneeling on the ground, they all looked confused.

Old Master Bo glanced at them indifferently and said coldly, "Go to the operating room quickly."

"Yes."

The two surgeons treated the retired military leader with utmost respect and then turned and walked towards the operating room.

Shen Yao felt that she had lost all feeling in her legs.

When she looked up again, Old Master Bo was gone.

She slowly got up, held onto the wall for support, and sat down on the chair at the main entrance of the operating room.

Tears streamed down her face like a burst dam.

She has to wait.

The moment Bo Yuxiu was wheeled out of the operating room.

She wanted to see him as soon as possible.

The operation lasted a long time.

It takes about three hours.

In fact, a major surgery can sometimes last for 5 or 6 hours.

A three-hour surgery isn't very long.

But for Shen Yao, it was too long.

In the middle of it all, a nurse rushed out, apparently to get blood plasma.

The possibility of plasma transfusion was considered, as the patient experienced massive bleeding.

Shen Yao's heart felt even heavier.

She, who had never believed in Buddhism, prayed to Buddha for the first time, wishing that Buddha would bless the man in the operating room.

When the operating room lights finally went out, Shen Yao's heart pounded.

She took a deep breath, pressed her hand against her violently pounding chest, and slowly stood up, waiting for Bo Yuxiu to be pushed out.

Bo Yuxiu was not immediately brought forward.

Instead, it was Old Master Bo who found her immediately and slapped her across the face.

After all, Mr. Bo was a soldier, and even though he was 70 years old, he still had strength.

Back in the day, on the battlefield, I once tore off an enemy's arm.

Even if I only have a third of my strength left.

The force with which he slapped Shen Yao caused her to fall to the ground!

Shen Yao felt a ringing in her ears and her face burning.

The concealed hearing aid also fell to the ground.

I saw Old Master Bo's mouth opening and closing.

Afraid of missing what he said, she quickly picked up her hearing aid from the ground and put it back on.

"You vixen, you're the one who killed my Ash! It was you!"

Shen Yao stood there, stunned, unable to believe her ears.

"What's wrong with Ash?"

"Axiu was killed by you!" Old Master Bo's voice trembled, and his cloudy eyes were already wet.

Upon hearing the devastating news, Shen Yao remained calm.

She quickly got up, walked to Old Master Bo, and knelt down solemnly.

"Please, let me see Ash one last time!"

"Get out! You don't deserve it!" Old Master Bo, who was in a fit of anger, spoke very rudely.

The butler couldn't bear to see Shen Yao treated like this, so he whispered to Old Master Bo, "Old Master, the young master said he wanted to see Miss Shen before he left. Even if it's not for Miss Shen's sake, please grant the young master's last wish for his sake."

Old Master Bo wanted to say something more.

However, I also think the housekeeper is right.

Finally, he sighed deeply and said to Shen Yao with tears in his eyes, "If it weren't for A-Xiu wanting to see you, I would rather die than let you get close to him!"

Shen Yao bowed to Old Master Bo, "Thank you, I'm sorry!"

The butler sighed and said to Shen Yao, "Miss Shen, please go quickly."

Bo Yuxiu lay quietly on the hospital bed in the morgue, his handsome face as white as a sheet of paper.

Shen Yao didn't dare to approach for a moment.

She also hoped that the man would suddenly stand up, smile, and say to her, "Yaoyao, come here."

Shen Yao stood at the door, waiting for a long time, but the man's words never came.

She had no choice but to force herself to go to the bedside.

"Bo Yuxiu, I'm scared, can you hug me?"

Shen Yao said with a smile, but tears kept sliding down her cheeks.

Cold tears dripped onto the man's pale face.

The man remained motionless and did not utter a single word.

Shen Yao could no longer support herself and collapsed onto the bed.

She held the cold body on the bed tightly, tears streaming down her face.

"Ash, hug me again."

Shen Yao struggled to hold up Bo Yuxiu's two heavy hands and cover her body, curling up in his arms like a child.

A low sobbing sound came from the room.

When Shen Yao woke up again, she was already in the hospital.

Lu Jiajia sat on the edge of the bed, looking at her with concern, "Yaoyao, you're finally awake."

Shen Yao looked at the ceiling of the room, and tears fell as she thought that Bo Yuxiu would never be able to hug her again.

"I killed him, Jiajia, I'm sorry."

"No, it's not your fault, it's all Shen Dequan's fault! He killed Bo Yuxiu!"

Lu Jiajia's eyes were red, and the sadness and pain on her face were no less than Shen Yao's.

Shen Yao perked up at the mention of Shen Dequan.

Where is Shen Dequan?

Lu Jiajia wiped away her tears and gritted her teeth, "He's in the next ward. He's incredibly lucky; he was shot but didn't die."

Shen Yao struggled to sit up. "I want to see him."

Lu Jiajia held her down, "You cried yourself unconscious in the morgue, and you're still very weak. You should rest first."

"No, I want to go now."

Having made up her mind, Shen Yao got out of bed.

Seeing how determined she was, Lu Jiajia knew that there was no point in trying to persuade her further, so she could only accompany her.

A policeman was guarding the door of Shen Dequan's hospital room.

Seeing Shen Yao arrive, he quickly reached out to stop her.

"Hello, those inside are prisoners, you cannot go in."

Shen Yao explained that she was Shen Dequan's daughter, which surprised the police.

Is this a case where a husband kidnapped his wife and then extorted money from his daughter?

What kind of family is this?

The police dared not think any further.

"Then please go in."

The police officer took pity on her and opened the door, but then followed Shen Yao inside.

He was worried that Shen Yao would be harmed by Shen Dequan again.

Hearing the noise, Shen Dequan, whose right hand was handcuffed, opened his eyes.

When he saw that it was Shen Yao, a ferocious and terrifying smile immediately appeared on his face.

Is your loved one still alive?

Shen Yao looked at the gloating, unrepentant man in front of her and raised her hand to slap Shen Dequan across the face.