The CEO's wife, suffering from terminal cancer, is filled with regret!

Upon hearing this, Shen Zhixia opened her mouth to refute, but couldn't utter a single word in rebuttal.

After a long pause, she managed to squeeze out a sentence: "I was just too angry at the time. Who would have thought he would actually cut his wrist to retaliate?"

"Do you even have a heart? How could you..."

Meng Jinghuai was furious and wanted to curse a few more times, but Chen Cheng held his hand down.

"Family member, please do not interrupt and disrupt my treatment process."

After saying this, he gave Meng Jinghuai a wink, signaling him to calm down.

Meng Jinghuai took several deep breaths before clenching his fists, trying to control his emotions, and pursed his lips without saying anything more.

Dr. Chen Cheng turned to Shen Zhixia and continued, "Do you remember when you first met?"

“I remember it was nine years ago. I was crying very sadly because of something that happened at home. He suddenly appeared, handed me a tissue, and comforted me and told me not to cry.”

"Ms. Shen, when is your wedding anniversary?"

This time, Shen Zhixia did not answer Chen Cheng's question in time.

After a long silence, she frowned and said, "What does our wedding anniversary have to do with Ji Nanchen's illness?"

Dr. Chen Cheng looked at her gently, his gaze seemingly encompassing all things in the world.

Please answer my question first.

Shen Zhixia shook her head somewhat awkwardly, "I don't remember."

Do you remember his birthday?

"do not remember."

"What is Mr. Ji's favorite food?"

Shen Zhixia's brows furrowed more and more, and she shook her head with a serious expression. "I don't know."

She seemed to know nothing about Ji Nanchen.

She had known him for nine years, and that was all she remembered about him.

After asking the question, Dr. Chen Cheng sighed helplessly, "Ms. Shen, I can now confirm that Mr. Ji's illness is caused by you."

"I?"

Although Shen Zhixia had already had a premonition, she still couldn't help but find it hard to believe when she actually heard those words.

She is the one who caused Ji Nanchen to become so ill.

But why?

She didn't do anything wrong, so how could she have made him so sick?

Dr. Chen Cheng sighed helplessly and said in a deep voice, "Mr. Ji said that you have known each other for twenty years and that you saved him when he was a child."

"I saved him?"

Shen Zhixia was even more shocked when she heard this.

She only met Ji Nanchen nine years ago, so how could she have saved him?

Ji Nanchen must have remembered it wrong.

She thought this in her heart and said it out loud.

"Impossible, I didn't save him."

Dr. Chen Cheng frowned and told him what he had just heard.

“Mr. Ji said that he had a very difficult childhood. He was locked in a dark room by his father when he was a child, and you saved him. From then on, he regarded you as his salvation and his light, and he has spent his whole life following this light.”

“But you kept hurting him, leaving him battered and bruised. This time, the emotions that had been building up inside him reached a breaking point, so he broke down and developed a mental illness.”

Dr. Chen Cheng paused here, then couldn't help but ask again, "Ms. Shen, are you sure you didn't save Mr. Ji?"

"No."

Shen Zhixia answered the question with certainty, her hands clenching even tighter at her sides.

Twenty years ago, she was eight years old. Her memory has always been excellent, so it's impossible for her to have misremembered.

She had never been to the countryside, let alone saved Ji Nanchen.

The one who got it wrong is Ji Nanchen.

Upon thinking of this, Shen Zhixia's expression instantly turned even more unpleasant.

Because she thought of another possibility: could the person who saved Ji Nanchen back then be Su Jinyun?

Ji Nanchen loved her but could not have her, so he used her as a substitute and poured all his feelings for Su Jinyun into her.

Whenever Shen Zhixia thought that all the kindness Ji Nanchen had shown her over the years was because of someone else, it felt like a huge stone was pressing down on her heart, making it hard for her to breathe.

She clenched her fists tightly, her nails digging deep into her palms, trying hard to control her emotions and stop herself from thinking too much.

But no, she still cared.

A complex emotion, from who-knows-where, surged within her, reminding her again and again that the reason Ji Nanchen was so kind to her was because he had mistaken his savior.

She was not his salvation; she was always the abyss that tormented him.

Meng Jinghuai looked at Shen Zhixia with a hint of shock in his eyes. His hands, which were at his sides, clenched and unclenched due to nervousness. Finally, he let out a long breath.

It's good that she wasn't Nan Chen's savior; that way, his last lingering feelings for her should be gone.

After regaining her composure, Shen Zhixia asked in a detached voice, "So how is his condition now?"

"Mild depression combined with schizophrenia can cause hallucinations at unpredictable times. This requires long-term treatment for the patient to gradually recover."

After Dr. Chen Cheng finished speaking seriously, his gaze towards Shen Zhixia became somewhat complicated, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

Although Shen Zhixia was mentally prepared for the result he gave her, she still found it hard to accept.

She hadn't realized that Ji Nanchen was already so seriously ill.

She pursed her lips and said in a low voice, "Dr. Chen, please speak frankly."

Dr. Chen Cheng sighed helplessly and said, "The patient's problem is Ms. Shen. What he wants to do most right now is to divorce Ms. Shen. Since Ms. Shen doesn't care about him, I personally suggest that divorce is indeed the best way to cure him."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Zhixia's gaze suddenly turned extremely sharp.

"I will not divorce him."

Dr. Chen Cheng looked at her with a businesslike expression, "Ms. Shen, what I just said was just a suggestion. Whether you take it or not is your business."

From the very first question and answer, he could tell that Shen Zhixia didn't love Ji Nanchen at all.

If being together is just mutual torture, why not get a divorce?

Chen Cheng was surprised by Shen Zhixia's persistence, but he also knew that this was the patient's family matter and he could not interfere too much.

Before he could speak again, Meng Jinghuai's annoyed voice rang out from the side, "Shen Zhixia, Nan Chen doesn't owe you anything, so why are you torturing him like this?"

"You've made him so sick, why won't you let him go?"

Faced with Meng Jinghuai's angry questioning, Shen Zhixia was not annoyed. She just stared at him coldly and said indifferently, "Whether Ji Nanchen and I get a divorce or not is our family matter. It's not your place to interfere."

"Are you really going to kill him before you're satisfied?!"

Meng Jinghuai glared angrily at Shen Zhixia, his hands clenched tightly at his sides.

If Shen Zhixia weren't a woman, he would have liked to punch her a few times to wake her up.

Shen Zhixia looked at him with deep eyes, her expression cold and indifferent, "He won't die."

She won't let him die.

Dr. Chen Cheng spoke up at the right moment: "Through today's treatment, the patient's psychological stress has been greatly relieved. We will observe for a few more days. If the patient's emotions are still unstable, we recommend transferring the patient to another hospital."

Shen Zhixia frowned, her eyes filled with complex emotions as she pressed on, "Transferred to the hospital where you are?"