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

I was startled; I hadn't expected that with just one movement, Shen Zhixia would discover that I was already awake.

I opened my eyes and looked at her, too embarrassed to know what to say.

Shen Zhixia glanced at me, her eyes reddening.

"Do you know how worried we all were about you while you were unconscious for so many days? And you were just pretending to be asleep!"

I opened my mouth, but the words that came out were hoarse.

"I just woke up too."

Shen Zhixia didn't continue to argue with me about pretending to be asleep. She quickly got up and poured me a glass of warm water. "Get up and drink some water."

After she finished speaking, she seemed to realize something and bent down to press a knob by the hospital bed.

After adjusting the headboard angle to my needs, she pressed the stop knob and thoughtfully asked, "Is the bed raised too high?"

I gently shook my head, finding it hard to believe that she could be so gentle and considerate towards me.

Seeing that I didn't speak, a look of concern appeared on her face. "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

"No."

I uttered two words in a hoarse voice, and then I didn't know what to say next.

People are strange. We were husband and wife before, and I had so much to say to her, but for some reason, when we finally sat down together harmoniously, I didn't know what to say to her.

We remained silent for a long while before she broke the silence.

"Ji Nanchen, I'm sorry. I didn't pay attention to your physical condition in time, and... I even locked you in the bedroom for two days. If it weren't for me, your condition wouldn't have deteriorated so quickly."

"But don't be afraid. I've already transferred the money to the hospital's account. The doctor has started giving you a special drug to inhibit the proliferation of cancer cells. As long as you cooperate with the treatment, the doctor says you can live for another ten or fifteen years without any problem."

Shen Zhixia spoke these words with a very serious expression, as if she had truly realized her mistake.

But I still can't believe it; I'm afraid it's all just a dream.

Before I could react, I heard a flurry of footsteps outside the intensive care unit.

Meng Jinghuai quickly walked to my bedside and exclaimed with joy, "Nanchen, you're finally awake! How are you feeling now?"

"pretty good."

I chuckled and looked at him, but out of the corner of my eye, I kept glancing in Shen Zhixia's direction.

She still looked concerned, as if she was genuinely worried about me.

If this is true, does it prove that what I heard her say when I was semi-conscious was also true?

She said, "Ji Nanchen, this time, I'm willing to listen to your explanation. When you wake up, tell me everything you've experienced, okay?"

I gently rubbed my hands by my sides, and couldn't help but start thinking about when would be the right time to tell her the truth about what happened back then.

Not long after, the attending physician completed the most basic physical examination for me.

Dr. Lin looked at me and said, "Your condition has stabilized for now, but you must remember not to get too emotional, otherwise it will accelerate the onset of the disease again."

"it is good."

I responded hoarsely, feeling a persistent discomfort in my throat, like a fishbone stuck there, neither going up nor down.

After giving the family a few more instructions, Dr. Lin turned and left the ward.

No sooner had he left than Su Jinyun's mocking voice rang out, "Indeed, the wicked live the longest; the ancients were right."

"Alright, Jinyun, stop talking."

Meng Jinghuai reached out and pulled Su Jinyun, then looked at Shen Zhixia with a complicated expression.

Deep down, he didn't believe that someone as ruthless as Shen Zhixia would suddenly be kind to me. But during the days I was in a coma, he clearly saw Shen Zhixia running to the hospital again and again.

Perhaps after all these years, Shen Zhixia still has feelings for Nan Chen, but she has never realized it herself.

"Nan Chen, are you hungry?"

As soon as Meng Jinghuai finished speaking, Su Jinyun's voice followed, "He's been unconscious for so many days, he must be hungry. Let's go, I'll go with you to buy him some porridge."

"But……"

Before Meng Jinghuai could finish speaking, Su Jinyun forcefully pulled him out of the intensive care unit.

He had just stepped out of the intensive care unit when he immediately shook off Su Jinyun's hand.

"Why did you pull me out? What if they're alone inside and start arguing again?"

"This is a matter between them, and they should be allowed to resolve it themselves."

After saying this, Su Jinyun walked straight to the door of the intensive care unit and sat down.

Meng Jinghuai frowned and sat down next to her. "Didn't you just say you were going to buy porridge for Nanchen? Why are you sitting here?"

"I'd be happiest if he starved to death."

After saying this indifferently, Su Jinyun lowered her head and started playing with her phone.

Meng Jinghuai glanced in the direction of the intensive care unit and muttered, "You're all bark and no bite. You're clearly worried that something might happen to Nan Chen again, but you still say it so coldly."

In the intensive care unit, after they had all left, Shen Zhixia looked at me with even deeper apology in her eyes.

"Ji Nanchen, I've done many things to hurt you in the past. Can you forgive me for all the stupid things I did?"

This was the first time I had ever seen Shen Zhixia like this, and it would be a lie to say I wasn't shocked. After all, I had never imagined that someone as proud as Shen Zhixia would bow her head and apologize.

Shen Zhixia stared intently at me, waiting for my answer.

After a long silence, a hoarse voice escaped my lips, "When I was unconscious, I heard you say some things. You said that as long as I woke up, you would be willing to listen carefully to my explanation of what happened back then. Is that true?"

Shen Zhixia looked at me in surprise, clearly not expecting me to bring this up suddenly.

A fleeting look of complexity crossed her eyes as she awkwardly said, "The past is the past, let's not bring it up again."

She didn't want to bring it up again, but I didn't want to.

I don't want her to be good to me because I'm going to die soon.

I clutched the blanket tightly, my eyelids drooping. "Perhaps I'm just hoping for too much."

I used to hope that she could let go of Pei Jin and love me as much as she loved Pei Jin, but now that's clearly impossible.

Shen Zhixia only let go of her hatred for me because I'm about to die.

"No."

Shen Zhixia vehemently denied my words. After a moment of silence, she said with difficulty, "After you fell into a coma, I arranged for someone to investigate Pei Jin's past. I found that he is indeed not the kind of person I imagined."

"He indulged in all sorts of vices, including drinking, gambling, and whoring, which was completely different from the person I knew."

If she had known Pei Jin was that kind of person, she would never have fallen for him out of love.

Shen Zhixia clenched and unclenched her hands in front of her, and when she looked up at me again, her eyes were full of composure.

"Now it's your turn. Explain."