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

It seems like it's understandable that she hates me.

In that instant, I suddenly realized why Shen Zhixia was so devastated after Pei Jin's suicide was confirmed.

If it were me, I probably wouldn't be able to stand it either.

Xu Jin stood there stunned for a long time before he came to his senses. He never expected that Shen Zhixia had such a past.

Shen Zhixia looked at me with complicated eyes, and after a long silence, she whispered something that I didn't expect.

She said, "Ji Nanchen, actually, you can't be blamed for what happened to my brother. After all... after all, if those kidnappers were really good people, they wouldn't have risked doing those things."

"Ji Nanchen, please don't die."

I stood up in the gray dream space. I heard her sad words, my heart clenched, and I couldn't help but feel sorry for Shen Zhixia.

I had said before that I would let her go and stop loving her, but it turns out that loving her has become an unforgettable habit.

My heart pounded with her emotional fluctuations.

Xu Jin stared at Shen Zhixia in shock, her eyes wide open.

Actually, to be honest, he and Shen Zhixia have spent quite a bit of time together.

He knew that Shen Zhixia was a strong person who meant what she said, and he also knew that she had her vulnerable side, but he never thought that Shen Zhixia would be so humble as to beg Ji Nanchen not to die in order to let him live.

He seems to be slowly drifting further and further away from Shen Zhixia.

Just as Xu Jin was pondering what to do next, there was a knock on the ward door.

"Knock knock knock."

The knocking sounded urgent. The person outside the ward knocked and, without waiting for a reply, pushed the ward door open.

"Ms. Shen, the results of the patient's blood data analysis are in."

Shen Zhixia gripped my hand tighter and asked somewhat nervously, "What was the result?"

"Based on the analysis of the patient's blood data, the patient's immune system was weakened due to previous gastrointestinal bleeding, and he must have been injured afterward, so some bacteria and viruses in his body have not been completely eliminated."

"This time, the patient catching a cold was just a trigger. If he doesn't rest properly, his immune system will likely be weak for a long time to come, and he will become very susceptible to illness."

After delivering his prepared statement in one breath, the doctor couldn't help but glance at Xu Jin, who was sitting next to Shen Zhixia, out of the corner of his eye.

Is it okay for him to say that?

The patient had been diagnosed with cancer before, and he saw from the patient's blood data analysis report that the patient had been receiving chemotherapy.

Patients undergoing chemotherapy do experience a decline in their immunity after treatment, and even a slight chill can trigger a serious illness, which matches his findings.

Xu Jin nodded subtly to the doctor, then asked with feigned concern, "When will he be fully recovered?"

"It depends on the patient's original physical condition. If the condition is good, they can usually fully recover in two or three weeks."

The doctor answered readily, with a serious expression, making it impossible to tell that he was lying.

Shen Zhixia raised her eyes and looked at him coldly, asking in a deep voice, "What should we do now that his high fever won't go down?"

"This……"

The doctor hesitated for a moment, then quickly came up with a solution: "I can give the patient another injection of a stronger dose of antipyretic medication to bring his fever down as soon as possible."

After saying this, he stood still and waited for Shen Zhixia's reply.

Seeing that he made no further move, Shen Zhixia frowned and stared at him unhappily, "Aren't you going yet?"

"Yes, yes, I'll go right away."

The doctor quickly responded and then hurriedly left.

Not long after, he returned with the injection and, under the pressure from Shen Zhixia, gave Ji Nanchen another injection.

This injection, supposedly a stronger fever reducer, was actually just a glucose injection.

The patient's condition was already precarious. If he were to give the patient another injection of a stronger antipyretic, he feared the patient would faint. In that case, the patient's already weakened body would not be able to withstand it, and the situation would only worsen.

After administering the injection, the doctor left trembling under Shen Zhixia's horrifying gaze.

Around 7 p.m. that evening, my fever subsided.

When I opened my eyes, I saw the snow-white ceiling and Shen Zhixia, who was already asleep next to me.

As for Xu Jin, his whereabouts are unknown.

I was slightly taken aback and stared blankly at Shen Zhixia.

"Could I be dead? Otherwise, why would I dream of you here watching over me?"

Shen Zhixia suddenly opened her eyes, her gaze towards me filled with coldness. "Ji Nanchen, do you really not want to live?"

What's so good about being alive?

I asked indifferently, then laughed self-deprecatingly, "Actually, for you, being alive is really quite good. You have endless money and countless men to choose from. You are indeed quite happy."

"Ji Nanchen!"

Shen Zhixia's face darkened further as she looked at me.

She had thought this jerk would be very weak when he woke up, but she didn't expect him to be arguing with her so soon.

It seems his health isn't so bad after all.

I heard her roar, my back stiffened, and I took a deep breath, the scent of disinfectant that only hospitals have in the air.

I am indeed still alive.

I'm in the hospital ward!

After I came to my senses, I mechanically turned my head and stared at Shen Zhixia with wide eyes.

So what did I just say?

In front of Shen Zhixia, I told her that she was living a very happy life, with endless money and countless men to choose from.

Thinking of this, a crack appeared on his face.

Shen Zhixia raised an eyebrow almost imperceptibly, not taking my previous words to heart, and asked gently, "How are you feeling now?"

I stared at her blankly, opened my mouth, but didn't know how to answer.

I don't know if it was because I had just woken up and my vision was still blurry, but I actually saw a hint of concern for me on Shen Zhixia's face.

Does she care about me?

Just as I was still reeling from the shock, Shen Zhixia's concerned voice rang out again—

"Ji Nanchen, are you still feeling very unwell?"

"No...no."

After regaining my senses, I stammered out a reply, unconsciously swallowing hard.

My appearance made me look guilty in Shen Zhixia's eyes.

She approached me suspiciously, and just as she was about to reach out and touch my forehead, my body instinctively pulled away.

Shen Zhixia frowned unhappily, and her voice returned to its usual cold and clear tone.

"Let me check if you still have a fever."

"I'm all right."

I looked at her somewhat awkwardly, and the words I had heard while I was unconscious kept replaying in my mind.

So, were the things Shen Zhixia told me about her brother a dream, or were they real?

I wanted to ask her, but then I felt that given our relationship, I didn't really need to ask her that question.

The next second, Shen Zhixia spoke again, breaking the brief silence in the ward.

What exactly happened to you in the guest room?