Unsurprisingly, he received the same response: "I hate you."

Zhou Zhengchu didn't even blink, pretending he hadn't heard anything.

He silently turned on the bedside lamp. She leaned against the pillow, and in the dim light, her skin, as smooth as jade, was beautiful, even though she looked sickly.

He still looks like he's in his twenties.

Zhou Zhengchu looked at her, as if afraid she hadn't heard him clearly. He silently tightened his grip on her slender, cool hand, his eyes like obsidian, and repeated, "Father doesn't love you, but I do."

Why is it that he's always the only one in your eyes?

The young man asked the question softly and subtly.

It seems like a question is being asked of her, but it doesn't necessarily require her to actually give an answer.

He held the woman's hand firmly in his palm. Even though he had only just come of age, the strength in his hand was enough to restrain her.

She seemed to realize then that her son had really grown up.

She can no longer control me.

The woman couldn't break free and heard the last thing she wanted to hear. Her heart ached with a dull pain. She lifted her eyelids and looked at him coldly: "So what? So what if he doesn't love me?"

"As for you, I don't need you."

"I gave birth to you because I thought you would be useful. If I had known you were useless, I wouldn't have wanted you."

Her words, so frank and honest, can be hurtful.

However, Zhou Zhengchu was no longer moved by it; after hearing it so many times, he could comfort himself that it was just another episode of her illness.

Not so smart, and starting to get confused again.

He wouldn't take a patient's words seriously, nor would he argue with a patient.

Even though his heart was bleeding, he didn't look any different on the surface.

His mother, however, still looked at him with a very wary gaze, extremely vigilant. She said, "I know you want to get revenge on me. I'm not afraid of you. Let me tell you, use whatever means you want. I'm not afraid of you at all. I don't regret treating you badly when I was a child, and I'm not afraid of your revenge."

"Also, you say you love me, but I don't care, I don't believe it, and I won't be fooled by your words."

She seemed to have paranoia, stubbornly believing that her son wanted to harm her.

Zhou Zhengchu stared at her face in silence for a long time. After a while, he gently released her hand and saw the wariness in her eyes. He got up casually and placed the milk he had brought with him on the bedside table: "Drink the milk before you go to sleep."

"good evening."

The milk contained some sleep aids, which are harmless to the body.

Her health has been poor for the past two years. Even with expensive medicines and numerous tonics, it hasn't helped much.

Her father would come to see her and accompany her to the hospital.

I have never shirked my due obligations and responsibilities, but it seems that even the best hospitals can't cure me.

Zhou Zhengchu no longer wanted to argue about it.

He only wanted to keep his mother.

Even if you don't love him.

Even if he may never exist in my eyes again.

the next day.

When Zhou Zhengchu woke up, his mother was still asleep.

The housekeeper carefully pushed open the door. The person on the bed was fast asleep, her face flushed and her cheeks delicate.

She looks like a carefree little princess when she's asleep.

She's very beautiful, not obsessive, and doesn't say hurtful things.

Zhou Zhengchu patiently waited for his mother to wake up before asking someone to help her change her clothes. Over the years, she had been meticulously groomed from head to toe, down to the last strand of hair.

A few days ago, it was a new maid who accidentally damaged her nail.

Anyone who has spent a long time in this family knows how much the young master cares for his mother; no one would dare to make such a mistake.

It's true that if even a single hair is missing, it will be noticed.

The woman was carefully led downstairs by the maid. She saw the young man at the dining table, stared at his face which looked very much like her father's, and then looked away.

After a while.

In a childish and irritating tone, she said to him, "I will never forgive you."

Zhou Zhengchu said, "Mother, we're going to the hospital today."

She seemed not to hear, repeating, "No matter how much you beg me, I will never forgive you."

She accused him accusingly: "Your words are so vicious, they're really hurtful."

Zhou Zhengchu smiled, a rare occurrence. His icy expression finally softened. His mother had spoken like a child for so many years, which was quite childish.

Before getting into the car, the woman clenched her fists tightly, looking at him warily, convinced that he wanted to harm her. She rolled down the car window and shouted at the butler, "He's going to kill me! He wants to take me out and kill me! You need to bring Zhou Ji back right now, or I'll be killed by his son."

The butler's forehead was covered in cold sweat.

She felt a pang of sympathy for the young master.

The lady's mind was never quite clear, and he was the one who suffered the most.

Zhou Zhengchu calmly closed the car window. She had already cursed and made a scene, but when she realized it was useless, she curled up to the side and slowly fell asleep.

We arrived at the hospital.

She started making a scene in the hallway, telling everyone she met, "My son is going to kill me. He wants to kill me, please call the police for me, waaaaaah!"

"Please, please call the police for me! There's a murderer here! Waaaaah!"

“I abused him, and he wanted to kill me, sob sob sob.”

"I don't want to die, waaaaah! My husband hasn't come back yet, he loves me so much, waaaaah!"

The medical staff in the corridor looked at the beautiful but somewhat mentally unstable lady with pity.

She's a regular at the hospital, with a handsome and tall husband and an equally outstanding and unattainable son.

Unfortunately, she was not very sensible.

Zhou Zhengchu grabbed her arm, "Mother, be good."

He paused for a moment and then said, "After you see the doctor, I'll take you to the airport to pick up your father."

She fell silent, her dark eyes fixed on him: "Really?"

The boy nodded: "Really."

She did quiet down, but after a while she said fiercely again, "You're definitely lying to me, you liar, I won't fall for it."

She doesn't have much strength left when she hits someone; her fists are weak and can't cause any harm to the boy.

She hit him a few times but then ran out of strength. Her weak body, almost unable to stand, slumped into the boy's arms, and he half-carried, half-dragged her into the ward.

The doctor was her attending physician and the one who knew her condition best.

The doctor and Mrs. Zhou usually got along quite well. Although Mrs. Zhou had many strange ideas and often said things that were hard to understand, she was not a bad person and was easy to get along with once you got to know her.

As usual, the attending physician first poured her a glass of warm water: "Mrs. Zhou, please drink some water first. We'll do a check-up in a bit, it will be quick and won't hurt."

You have to coax her like you would a child.

After the attending physician finished speaking, he couldn't help but look up at the young man sitting to the side, and the shocking indifference in his eyes was already beginning to show.

The young master is only so devoted to his mother's affairs.

They accompany me during each monthly check-up.

He would come even when his father was around.

The woman took the water glass, gripped it, and was about to drink when she glared at the boy beside her, pointing a finger at him: "Make him leave first. I don't want to see him right now."

The attending physician was in a difficult position.

She treated her attending physician as a friend. Despite seemingly being a winner in life, Mrs. Zhou didn't even have a single close friend. She sobbed as she held her attending physician's hand, wanting to expose her son's crimes to everyone she met.

"He's a bad kid."

“He’s no good, he insulted me.”

"I am his mother, but he insulted me! He cursed me! He said my husband doesn't love me, waaaaaah, I'm so sad, waaaaah, I'm so sad I feel like I'm dying, waaaaah."

“He speaks so rudely, I really don’t like him, I don’t want him to be my son anymore.”

“I’ve seen your son. Let’s switch children. From now on, your son will call me Mom, and I’ll have him call you Mom.”

She seemed to think it was a great idea, and nodded to herself, "Let's do it this way."

Listening to her words, the attending physician couldn't help but sigh. It seemed that Mrs. Zhou's condition had not improved; she still seemed like a child.

The attending physician no longer dared to look up at Zhou Zhengchu's face, but the young man was very calm and composed, sitting with his legs crossed next to him.

After his mother finished crying and recounting all the faults of her son...

He brought the warm water back to her: "Mother, have some water first."

The woman seemed very annoyed and angry. Seeing that the attending physician remained silent, she became even more furious. She glared at the doctor and said angrily, "You were bribed by him too, weren't you? You're in cahoots, aren't you?"

The attending physician quickly comforted her, saying a lot of nice things to calm her down, and then asked the nurse to take her to get checked out.

We were supposed to have her blood drawn today, but Mrs. Zhou's health is delicate. If we use a needle on her, she will feel that everyone is trying to harm her.

I can't bear to see her doing well; I don't want her to live.

Then she started crying and begging for her husband.

This kind of thing has happened more than once in the hospital. In fact, the attending physician felt that the man from the Zhou family was not without feelings for Mrs. Zhou.

at least.

The task was done impeccably.

Even when faced with his wife's unreasonable demands, he never showed impatience; however, his attitude was too calm, which didn't seem like he loved her very much.

After the examination was completed, Mrs. Zhou seemed tired, so the attending physician arranged for a nurse to take her to the VIP lounge next door so that she could rest for a while.

Zhou Zhengchu followed and saw the nurse giving his mother an IV drip while she was asleep.

The moment the needle pierced her skin, the sleeping woman seemed to furrow her brow, and the handsome young man also frowned, glancing at the nurse with dissatisfaction, his tone icy: "Be gentle."

The nurse, trembling with fear, stammered an apology.

Once the person in the hospital bed was sound asleep, Zhou Zhengchu turned to the attending physician and asked, "How is my mother's health?"

The attending physician hesitated for a moment: "You mean?"

Zhou Zhengchu remained silent for a long time before saying, "Body."

He no longer expects his mother to wake up and become a normal person.

As long as she lives to be a hundred years old, it doesn't matter if she never likes him in this life.

After a brief silence, the attending physician said truthfully, "Mrs. Zhou's physical examination data is not very good; the functions of various organs are deteriorating."

The attending physician gave a wry smile. They were already at the best hospital in Beijing, with the best medical team, the most advanced equipment, and the most advanced drugs, but it was all to no avail.

Her body was slowly withering away in an unstoppable way.

Like a plant that has lost sunlight and nutrients.

Even if you want to keep them, you can't.

Zhou Zhengchu kept his face down, his expression unreadable.

The attending physician reassured her, "Don't worry, we will do our best to cure Mrs. Zhou's health. Although she is weaker than the average person, she is still relatively healthy."

The young man looked up and said, "Thank you for your trouble."

You're welcome.

After the attending physician left, the ward was left to the mother and son.

The person sleeping on the bed is like a child, very quiet and well-behaved.

The young man sat quietly by the bedside, a scene of tranquility.

The nurses at the nurses' station were still gossiping about the young, handsome man in the VIP ward, saying, "He's really good-looking."

"But he's also quite fierce, and I'm a little afraid of him."

"You should be grateful that he didn't replace you since you didn't properly give his mother the injection."

"Does he have a girlfriend? I'd like to give it a try."

"No, it's not our turn. Don't even dream about it."

"His mother was in the ward! You wouldn't believe it. She looks so young and beautiful. No wonder she gave birth to such a handsome son."

The murmurs suddenly subsided considerably.

"His mother isn't quite right in the head; every time she comes, she says her son wants to kill her. My God, I've never seen such a filial child in my life."

"He's so pitiful. A madman can never be cured."

"Shh! Are you out of your mind? You absolutely can't let Young Master Zhou hear this, or we'll all be dead."

The nurses didn't dare to discuss it too much.

I only dared to go to the ward when I estimated that the IV drip was almost finished.

As soon as I entered, I saw the seemingly cold young man carefully wiping his mother's face with a handkerchief.

She accidentally got it while she was grabbing the nurse and saying her son was trying to kill her.

The nurse genuinely felt that although Mrs. Zhou was ill, she was also lucky.

As Zhou Zhengchu watched the nurse remove the needle, the woman who had been sleeping happened to wake up at that moment. She immediately withdrew her hand, blood seeping from the needle mark on the back of her hand. As if she had caught evidence, she shrank into the corner of the bed and accused him again: "I knew you had ulterior motives!"

"You finally couldn't keep up the act anymore! I knew you were going to kill me! Look! I caught you red-handed, you murderer!"

Zhou Zhengchu took his mother's hand, pressed a cotton ball against the needle hole, and asked, "Mother, are we going to the airport now?"

The person on the bed rolled her eyes around and said, "I want to go."

She glared at him fiercely, as if not wanting him to look down on her, and said, "I'm going to tell your father that you're trying to kill me."

"I want to have another child with your father."

"A more obedient child."

"A more lovable child."

"You can't always say things I don't want to hear, like you do."

She kept muttering things that no one else could understand.

Zhou Zhengchu had heard her say this many times and was not worried that she would have a second child.

Father will not allow it again.

He wouldn't either.

Even if there is an accident, there will be a second accident.

He is an adult and has the ability to ensure that his position is not threatened.

Zhou Zhengchu took a piece of milk candy out of his pocket, patiently unwrapped it, and put it to his mother's lips: "Have some candy."

I ate some sweets.

The woman felt much better, perhaps because she was tired of yelling at him, and stopped yelling at him.

On the way to the airport, she behaved very well, knowing that she was about to see her beloved.

I spotted that familiar figure in the distance.

Like someone who is obsessed with love, they finally have something to eat.

She ran towards him, threw herself into his arms, and hugged him tightly, not wanting to let go.

Why are you away on business trips for so long?

Don't you miss me at all?