Xia Wan didn't even change out of her work clothes. After hailing a car to the hospital, she immediately ran upstairs. She twisted her ankle on the way, but didn't feel much pain. She limped to the hospital and then signed the critical condition notice again.

She didn't understand. Her father was perfectly fine during the day, so why did he suddenly end up in the emergency room?

She found a new job and had money to slowly pay for her father's treatment. Xia Qingshan's condition had been improving day by day; he was actively cooperating with treatment and patiently listening to the psychologist. It seemed like things were moving in a positive direction, so why did it turn out like this…?

Xia Wan couldn't understand it no matter what, so she asked the caregiver.

The caregiver told Xia Wan everything that had happened that day.

The doctor said that Xia Qingshan vomited blood because he was agitated. The reason for the agitation was that he overheard someone mentioning that today was Zhuang Yan and Lu Yan's wedding.

Xia Qingshan was rescued, but he was very weak, and his heart meridian was like a silkworm thread about to break and disappear.

The hospital showed Xia Wan the bill for the surgery. Xia Qingshan needed to have surgery again, and the cost was an astonishing figure; she simply didn't have that much money.

Who should she borrow money from?

Xia Wan's hands trembled as she called An Xinrong, but no one answered. She then called Lu Yan and Zhuang Yan, but still couldn't get through. In order to raise money for the surgery, Xia Wan took out her phone and contacted everyone she could.

Some people answered the phone, but immediately hung up when they heard she wanted to borrow money.

Some people tell her the truth before choosing to hang up.

"Xia Wan, do you know what Zhuang Yan's status is now? Helping you means offending him, and I can't afford to offend him, not to mention that Lu Yan still holds a grudge."

It's not that they're unwilling to help, but they're afraid of offending Zhuang Yan and Lu Yan. So, does that mean that as long as Zhuang Yan gives the word, these people will help her?

Xia Wan's hope was rekindled, and she decided to go find Zhuang Yan. She took a taxi to their engagement venue, and it was already dawn when she arrived. The venue hadn't been cleared and there were still many people. She tried to go in but was stopped because she didn't have an invitation card. Xia Wan continued to call Zhuang Yan and Lu Yan. She stood there, and because her legs were sore, she finally squatted down on the ground until Director Wang came out.

Having finally spotted a familiar face, Xia Wan stumbled over and called out to him, "Director Wang!"

Hearing someone call his name, Director Wang stopped and saw that it was Xia Wan. He asked curiously, "Xia Wan, what are you doing here?"

"I'm looking for Zhuang Yan."

"It's not appropriate for your ex to show up here on their engagement day, is it?" the director thought to himself, already considering Xia Wan as someone who was there to cause trouble.

"Director, I can't get in touch with him. Could you help me contact him?"

"Zhuang Yan is not inside."

"Wasn't last night his engagement party? Why wasn't he there?" Xia Wan thought the director didn't want her to see Zhuang Yan, so she explained, "Director Wang, my dad had an accident and needs surgery. I need to make an appointment with a specialist. Because of Zhuang Yan, no one dares to help me now. I want him to say something to help my dad through this difficult time. Believe me... I'm telling the truth. I'm definitely not here to cause trouble!"

Director Wang saw that Xia Wan's eyes were red with anxiety and her voice was trembling, clearly indicating that she was not lying.

But... Director Wang sighed, "Zhuang Yan and Lu Yan really aren't here. They left last night and are already on a plane."

"They went abroad?"

"They went on their honeymoon."

Few people knew about this, but Director Wang was one of the few who knew.

"How could this be..." Xia Wan's eyes were vacant, and her body seemed to be swaying as if she were about to collapse.

Director Wang felt a pang of sympathy for her and wanted to help her: "Approximately how much would the surgery cost?"

Xia Wan's voice trembled with tears: "We need to raise at least 600,000 yuan. Besides the surgery fees, the main problem is the appointment with the foreign specialists. I don't have the connections to do that. Only Lu Yan and Zhuang Yan can help me. Director Wang, my dad is still in the emergency room. His heart could break at any moment... He's all I have now. I'm so afraid he'll leave me. I want to save him. Please, please help me..."

As she was about to kneel down, Director Wang quickly grabbed her arm: "Kneeling won't help me, Xia Wan. It's not that I don't want to help you, but I can't get in touch with that specialist you mentioned. I can only try my best to ask, but I don't know how long it will take to connect."

Xia Wan looked at him, knowing that as long as someone was still willing to help her, there was hope.

Director Wang then added, "Even if we manage to get you an appointment with a doctor, what about the surgery fees? Have you thought about that?"

Xia Wan stared with misty eyes.

The surgery costs 600,000 to 1,000,000 yuan. How long would it take to earn that much? Xia Wan's salary is high now, but her expenses are also high. Does she have to lower her future living standards to focus on paying off the debt? Another practical problem is, Xia Qingshan's body is so weak, how long can it last after being saved this time? What if he gets sick again?

Director Wang asked a very real question: "Is it worth spending so much money just to keep him alive and keep him healthy, rather than to help him recover?"

Xia Wan's eyes reddened even more, her voice trembling with tears: "But he's my father! When I was little and sick, he would stay by my side..."

"Xia Wan, have you asked your father if he wants to live?"

Xia Wan didn't seem to have thought about it. She just hoped that her father could live. He was her only relative in this world and the person she cared about the most. If even he didn't want her anymore, she didn't know what meaning her life would have. It could be said that Xia Qingshan was the reason she could keep going.

"Although it's said that it's better to live a miserable life than to die a good death, people definitely want to live a healthy and happy life. Your father has been proud for most of his life, and now he's lying in a hospital bed unable to move, needing help with eating, drinking, and using the toilet. His privacy was also recently leaked. Do you think he's happy living like this? If it were me, I would at least ask him what he thinks."

Xia Wan felt extremely cold standing in the cold wind. This place was beautifully decorated by Zhuang Yan, a castle that people longed for, but she felt like a mouse that had accidentally wandered in and didn't belong here at all.

Xia Wan never believed in the so-called divine retribution or the saying that fortunes change.

Now, reality is staring her in the face, and she has no choice but to believe it: the mistakes you make against someone, the bad things you do, will one day come back to haunt you. Many things eventually form a closed loop. The bullet from last summer has now struck her right between the eyebrows.

Xia Wan returned to the hospital in a daze and began to ask the doctor in detail about the follow-up issues of the surgery and the success rate. The success rate was not high, and Xia Qingshan would not be any better off after the surgery.

But if they don't have surgery and give up treatment, they definitely won't survive this week.

A doctor can save lives, but he can't save someone who wants to die. Xia Qingshan was in a bad mood, but he only acted well in front of Xia Wan. In fact, he had long since given up on living.

Xia Qingshan woke up, weak and wearing an oxygen tube. It took him a long time to open his eyes, and the first thing he saw was Xia Wan.

Xia Qingshan's face was ashen, and his lips had lost all color. He moved his fingertips, wanting to take Xia Wan's hand.

Xia Wan saw it and immediately grabbed him: "Dad..."

Xia Qingshan wanted to say something, but he was too weak. Even a simple sentence took him a long time to say. His lips trembled as he slowly spoke, "Wanwan... Daddy is in so much pain and so tired. I don't want to live anymore. I know my body very well. Living is just a burden... Give up treatment. Let me go in peace. I miss your mother."