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

Shen Zhixia stared blankly at Ji Nanchen, who was still unconscious, feeling as if she were being pricked by needles in her heart, a dense, tingling pain that spread to her limbs and bones.

Shen Zhixia didn't know how long she sat outside the intensive care unit. She waited until it got dark before calling her assistant to bring her dinner.

When she went to see Xu Jin, Xu Jin was just about to have dinner.

When Wang Ma saw Shen Zhixia coming over, she immediately left the ward.

As soon as Xu Jin saw Shen Zhixia approaching, she immediately put down her chopsticks, went to greet her with a worried expression, and grabbed her hand, "Xiaxia, what's wrong?"

Shen Zhixia shook her head slightly, forcing a smile.

"fine."

"Xiaxia, you don't need to worry so much. Nanchen will definitely be fine."

After saying this, Xu Jin led Shen Zhixia to the sofa and sat down. She then personally ladled a bowl of porridge for her and placed it in front of her. "Xiaxia, have something to eat."

Shen Zhixia turned her head and looked at Xu Jin with a somewhat blank expression.

"Xu Jin, Ji Nanchen is badly injured. Do you think that if I hadn't tried to hit him with the bowl, none of this would have happened?"

At the time, she just felt that Ji Nanchen was unreasonable. He had clearly done something wrong, but he refused to repent and apologize. So she was very angry and thought that she would put everything that Xu Jin had suffered on Ji Nanchen so that he could feel it too. That way, he might know where he went wrong.

But when she saw Ji Nanchen lying in the intensive care unit, like a lifeless doll, she wondered if she had made a mistake.

Xu Jin gripped Shen Zhixia's hand tightly, and his voice deepened as he spoke again.

"Xiaxia, you did nothing wrong. You just wanted to get justice for me. If we're really talking about right and wrong, then I'm the one who's wrong."

Upon hearing this, Shen Zhixia frowned slightly, and a hint of doubt unconsciously appeared in her dark eyes as she looked at him.

Xu Jin met her gaze and smiled bitterly, "If I hadn't moved into the villa, Nan Chen... he wouldn't have done these things out of jealousy, and he wouldn't have been so badly injured."

"Xiaxia, if I'm wrong, I'm the one who's wrong."

Xu Jin repeated the sentence with a sad expression, which intensified Shen Zhixia's guilt towards him.

Even though Xu Jin is the victim, he keeps admitting his mistakes in order to make her feel better.

But he clearly did nothing wrong.

Shen Zhixia sighed helplessly and withdrew her earlier overthinking.

"Alright, let's not talk about this anymore, let's eat."

Xu Jin lowered his eyelids, and a gloomy look flashed across his dark eyes.

Ji Nanchen is incredibly lucky.

But it's good to be alive; if he were dead, his life would become very meaningless.

He wanted Ji Nanchen to see how Shen Zhixia would torture him to death bit by bit.

After they had dinner together, Xu Jin got up to pour water for Shen Zhixia when suddenly everything went black, and she staggered, almost falling over.

The next second, Shen Zhixia got up and quickly walked to his side, supporting his arm.

"How are you? Are you still feeling unwell?"

"It's nothing serious, I just feel a bit weak all over. I'll be fine after a few more days of rest."

Xu Jin smiled faintly, her face pale, wanting to further deepen Shen Zhixia's sense of guilt towards her.

But this time, he miscalculated.

Seeing him like this, Shen Zhixia couldn't help but recall the scene of Ji Nanchen donating blood to Xu Jin.

As far as I can remember, every time Xu Jin was in danger, she would call Ji Nanchen to rush to the hospital and ask him to donate blood for Xu Jin.

One time when Ji Nanchen came, he was extremely pale and said he was not feeling well and could not donate blood.

At that time, she thought Ji Nanchen was putting on an act, using divorce to force him to agree to donate blood.

Later, Ji Nanchen stood pale-faced at the door of the ward looking at her. Not only did she not care about his health, she also said to him coldly, "Ji Nanchen, if you are not feeling well, go back and rest properly. Don't pretend here."

At this moment, Shen Zhixia once again thought of Ji Nanchen, who lay lifeless in the intensive care unit.

A sentence that Ji Nanchen had once said to her suddenly popped into her mind—

“Shen Zhixia, he is a human being, and so am I. I can get hurt and I also need medical treatment.”

Looking back now, it seems she really treated Ji Nanchen terribly in the past.

"Xia Xia?"

Xu Jin hadn't heard Shen Zhixia speak for a long time, so she couldn't help but reach out and gently push her.

After regaining her senses, Shen Zhixia looked at him with a puzzled expression. "What's wrong?"

"I noticed you suddenly stopped talking, and I was worried that you were tired after a long day and weren't feeling well."

Seeing her lost in thought, Xu Jin knew she was thinking about Ji Nanchen.

Just as Shen Zhixia was about to speak, Xu Jin's voice rang out again, "Xiaxia, do you know Su Jinyun?"

"what happened?"

Shen Zhixia, with her hands half-clenched at her sides, calmly helped Xu Jin towards the hospital bed.

After Xu Jin lay down on the hospital bed, he continued, "I saw Dr. Su Jinyun at the hospital today. It's a bit strange, I always thought she was a doctor at the Second Hospital, I didn't expect to see her here today."

Shen Zhixia immediately recalled what Su Jinyun had said to her at the operating room door.

Su Jinyun said she didn't care about Ji Nanchen at all and wished he were dead, but at that time she had just participated in Ji Nanchen's emergency surgery.

If that woman really didn't care about Ji Nanchen, why did she participate in his emergency surgery?

And before that, she went to the Happiness Orphanage with Ji Nanchen...

Seeing Shen Zhixia's face growing increasingly grim, Xu Jin felt a surge of joy, but feigned confusion and continued, "Xiaxia, do you think she might like Nan Chen, which is why she keeps chasing after him?"

Does she like Ji Nanchen?

Shen Zhixia recalled Su Jinyun's appearance at the operating room door; the hatred in Su Jinyun's eyes for Ji Nanchen at that time was genuine.

Wait, it's not impossible for love to turn into hate.

She lowered the deep meaning in her eyes and asked indifferently, "Is there anything about Ji Nanchen that is likable?"

"Yes, Nan Chen is very good."

As Xu Jin spoke, she casually rolled up the sleeve of her hospital gown.

His sleeve was rolled up, revealing a bluish bruise that was almost fading, but it was still clear that he had been severely beaten.

Shen Zhixia reached out and gently wiped his bruises, asking softly, "Does it still hurt?"

"what?"

Xu Jin pretended to be shocked and looked down at her arm, then hurriedly pulled down her sleeve. "It's been so long, it doesn't hurt anymore."

"Xiaxia, Nanchen may be impulsive at times, but he is a good person. Otherwise, he wouldn't have donated blood to me and saved my life."

Shen Zhixia frowned slightly, looking at Xu Jin with some displeasure.

"Just because he donated blood to you, does that mean all the harm he caused you can be erased?"