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

I forced a smile and gave her a grateful look.

The nurse looked at me with pity and sympathy; she felt sorry for what I had gone through.

Let alone her, I also feel sorry for myself for going through all of this, being hurt all over by the person I love most, but she still thinks I'm faking it and wants to strangle me.

I forced a smile, and when I saw the blood seeping through the gauze on my wrist, my eyes narrowed slightly, a strange light flashing in my dark pupils.

My mind was buzzing. The world I saw was stained with bright red, making me want to join it. A voice inside me kept tempting me: pick up a knife and cut, and you'll gain happiness and freedom.

The nurse noticed something was wrong with me immediately and looked up at the doctor standing next to me.

"Dr. Zhang, the patient's emotions are a bit off."

The attending physician immediately looked down at me, and when he saw the eerie light filling my dark eyes, his brows furrowed even more tightly.

At this moment, outside the ward, Xu Jin stood at the door, pacing back and forth as if she were nervous.

"Xiaxia, will Nanchen be in trouble? I saw him cut his wrists quite hard, will he bleed too much?"

"will not."

Shen Zhixia uttered two words coldly, and couldn't help but recall the words Ji Nanchen had just said.

Her delicate brows furrowed slightly, and the temperature around her instantly dropped to freezing again. "He finds your blood disgusting and wants to cut his wrists to return the blood to you. Why do you still care whether he lives or dies?"

"Xiaxia, don't be like this. Nanchen was just thinking things through for a moment, that's why he said those things. He didn't mean anything by it, he..."

Before Xu Jin could finish speaking, Shen Zhixia coldly interrupted him, "Xu Jin, you don't owe him anything! He repaid all the favors he did for saving you in the past, when he hurt you and when you saved him!"

"But……"

Xu Jin opened her mouth, wanting to refute, but in the end she didn't say anything in response. Instead, she reached out and tugged at Shen Zhixia's arm.

"Xiaxia, I'll listen to you. Don't be angry. Getting angry is bad for your health."

"Ah."

Shen Zhixia responded in a deep voice, her eyes filled with gloom as she looked at the still-closed ward door.

On the other side, at the Second Hospital.

As Meng Jinghuai passed by the nurses' station, a young nurse called out to him, "Dr. Meng."

"what happened?"

Meng Jinghuai stopped and asked in confusion.

The nurse walked over and said in a low voice, "Dr. Meng, a few days ago another hospital came to our hospital to retrieve Mr. Ji's medical records. I know you are friends, so I wanted to tell you."

"it is good."

Meng Jinghuai was shocked, but he remained calm and asked again, "Do you know which hospital it is?"

"The First Hospital of the City Center"

After answering this question, the nurse heard someone behind her calling her to organize the documents. She responded and hurriedly said goodbye to Meng Jinghuai before leaving.

Left behind, Meng Jinghuai watched her leave, then picked up his phone to call Ji Nanchen while hurrying towards his office.

Hospitals generally do not request patient information from other hospitals unless a major anomaly is discovered during an emergency. In such a high-profile manner, they would request the patient's medical records to provide emergency care as quickly as possible.

Ji Nanchen is in trouble.

Meng Jinghuai made many calls to Ji Nanchen, but each time he heard a cold, mechanical voice on the other end: "Hello, the number you dialed is temporarily unavailable. Please try again later."

With a stern face, he was about to get up and leave when his assistant suddenly came over and asked suspiciously, "Dr. Meng, your patient just arrived. Where are you going?"

Meng Jinghuai paused, but ultimately suppressed his impulse and turned back, intending to finish dealing with the hospital matters before leaving.

The doctors at the First Hospital in the city center are all highly skilled. Several days have passed since Nan Chen arrived, so his condition should have stabilized by now.

He clenched his hands at his sides and took several deep breaths to calm himself down.

Outside the ward, Shen Zhixia sat on a bench in the corridor.

Xu Jin had originally been waiting with him outside the ward, but when she saw the cold sweat on his forehead, she felt sorry for him and advised him to go back to the ward to rest.

After sending Xu Jin back to her ward to rest, she felt uneasy and couldn't help but come out again, sitting on a bench in the corridor with a very unpleasant expression.

As the night grew darker, the lamplight shone on Shen Zhixia, making her appear inexplicably lonely.

She looked up at the closed ward door across the way, and the images of Ji Nanchen's frantic shouts and the doctor's last words involuntarily surfaced in her mind.

At the time, she didn't intend to push Ji Nanchen too hard; she just didn't know what to do.

That was the first time she had seen Ji Nanchen like that. She actually wanted to stay and take care of him, but it seemed that her presence would only cause him more severe distress.

In the ward, the doctor and nurses waited until I fell asleep before turning around and leaving the ward.

As soon as the doctor walked out, Shen Zhixia, who was standing at the door, went up to him and asked in a low voice, "How is he?"

"The patient is already asleep."

After saying this, the doctor took two steps outside and gestured for Shen Zhixia to follow.

After Shen Zhixia walked a short distance with the doctor, the doctor looked at her with a serious expression and asked, "What did you say to the patient before we arrived that upset him?"

"No."

Shen Zhixia unconsciously tightened her hands at her sides, feeling a little guilty after answering the question.

Although she believed that what she said was true, the truth was often unpleasant to hear. Perhaps Ji Nanchen found those words unacceptable, otherwise he wouldn't have reacted so strongly.

At this moment, Shen Zhixia suddenly regretted the things she had said in the hospital room.

The doctor noticed a fleeting hint of guilt in her eyes, and his brows furrowed almost imperceptibly.

“Some things may not seem like much to you, but they can sound completely different to the patient. The patient’s mental state is very poor right now. I suggest you make an appointment with a psychiatrist tomorrow and have a professional doctor come and examine the patient.”

"Psychiatry?"

"The patient is extremely sensitive right now, and it is suspected that he has been overstimulated, resulting in psychological damage. He needs to see a professional doctor for examination and counseling as soon as possible, otherwise he is very likely to develop depression. If the condition becomes serious, it will be more difficult to treat."

The doctor's words made Shen Zhixia clench her hands tightly at her sides. She suddenly felt the heavy weight pressing down on her chest, making it hard for her to breathe.

She pursed her lips, remained silent for a long while, and then asked in a deep voice, "If someone has already been diagnosed with depression, how long does treatment take?"