Chapter 6: It’s Better to Give No Hope

"Investment project?" Shen Zhichu frowned and took Shen Changnan's words at face value. If he really had a business acumen in this area, then his grandfather would not have handed Shen's to her.

"If you know, please transfer the money to me. I need it urgently now."

Shen Zhichu said: "I can give you money, but you must send me the information of the investment project for my review."

Which father has ever been controlled by his daughter like this? Shen Changnan felt ashamed and cursed into the phone, calling Shen Zhichu a money-loser who should have had the baby aborted long ago. He said a few harsh words and played the victim.

Lu Chen Zhichu was used to these tricks of giving a slap and then a candy. After listening to them, he simply replied calmly: "Anything else you want to say? I'm busy here, if not, I'll hang up."

"Don't hang up, don't hang up, I'll show you!" Shen Changnan hurriedly stopped her, fearing that she would regret it and the opportunity would fly away.

After hanging up the phone, Shen Zhichu stayed by the computer. Not long after, she received the document sent by Shen Changnan. She forwarded the document to her assistant and asked her to print a copy and make her a cup of coffee.

The documents were delivered to her, and Shen Zhichu lowered her eyes and looked through them until a cup of steaming coffee was brought to her desk. She stopped. The coffee exuded a mellow aroma. Shen Zhichu freed one hand to pick it up and took a sip. The coffee was top-grade Blue Mountain coffee, with a fragrant aftertaste, but it was still too bitter.

She loves sweet things and hates bitter things. She used to hold a piece of candy in her mouth before taking a pill, but now she has to rely on this bitter coffee to stay awake.

Shen Zhichu took a sip and put it down, continuing to concentrate on looking through the documents in his hand.

Shen Changnan invested in real estate, had a special plan, certificates, and the team seemed reliable...Shen Zhichu hadn't read it for half an hour when Shen Changnan called to ask for money.

The assistant knocked on the door. Shen Zhichu, who was multitasking, answered the phone while letting the assistant in. She glanced over and signaled her to speak.

Assistant: “Mr. Shen, Doctor Qin is looking for you downstairs.”

Why is Qin Mo here? Shen Zhichu was stunned. He had no time to care about Shen Changnan. He hurriedly said "I know" and hung up the phone.

"Go down and ask him to come up, and then ask someone to make a cup of tea and bring it in."

During the time when the assistant went to invite Qin Mo, Shen Zhichu transferred 2 million to Shen Changnan's account.

Shen Zhichu stared at her phone until the screen went black but she still didn't get a word of thanks from her father. She laughed at herself and finally threw the phone on the table.

“Mr. Shen, Doctor Qin is here.”

The office door was not closed. Seeing Qin Mo come in, she waved to the assistant beside her and signaled her to go out.

"Sit here." Shen Zhichu stood up and said. Her office was very large and had a special meeting and discussion area. She led Qin Mo over and sat on the sofa next to the floor-to-ceiling window.

As Qin Mo entered, he smelled a strong aroma of coffee. Following the scent, he looked towards the table and saw a half-drunk cup of coffee. He frowned and asked, "Why are you still drinking coffee?"

"Can't you drink it?" Shen Zhichu pushed the tea on the coffee table towards him and asked casually, "What's the matter with you coming here today?"

Qin Mo sat down: "It seems that you have forgotten everything I told you last night."

Shen Zhichu's outstretched hand suddenly froze, she retracted it and sat quietly on the sofa with her head down, looking like a child who had done something wrong.

"You have to go to the hospital with me today no matter what."

Shen Zhichu looked up, not at Qin Mo, but at a pot of withered green plants beside her. She moved her lips and asked, "What are you going to do?"

"A detailed examination will be conducted to determine the treatment plan and the patient will be hospitalized."

Qin Mo looked at Shen Zhichu carefully. He hadn't seen her for only a month, and she had become so thin. He couldn't imagine how someone who used to be so scared of a cold and an injection could endure the pain of stomach cancer?

Shen Zhichu shook her head, the strands of hair on her forehead obscuring the emotions in her eyes: "Qin Mo, my illness is like this potted flower, the roots are rotten, no matter how hard I try, it won't heal."

"Chu Chu, how do you know it can't be cured if you don't try? You can work day and night, and you can try your best to please a man who doesn't love you for four years, but why don't you spend a little time on your body?" Qin Mo felt sorry for Shen Zhichu, she was less than twenty-four years old.

She should be healthy, happy, energetic, and enjoying the best life, instead of being content with a boring marriage, trapping herself in work, or enduring the torture brought to her by cancer.

Qin Mo walked to Shen Zhichu and touched her head as he did in the past: "Medicine is advanced now. As long as you don't give up and receive treatment and surgery, there will be..." He suddenly stopped talking halfway because he saw that Shen Zhichu's eyes were red.

Shen Zhichu stroked the withered leaves with his right hand and murmured, "Then tell me what the probability of success of the operation is? Is it 50%, or 20%, or 0.1%?"

Qin Mo pursed his lips and said nothing.

"Forget it." Shen Zhichu smiled with the corners of his cracked lips, "You'd better not say anything. It's better not to give that little hope."

She understood what Qin Mo meant. Who doesn't want to live? Who doesn't want to have a healthy body? But she had never heard of anyone surviving with advanced stomach cancer...

Shen Zhichu exerted force with her right hand, and the withered yellow leaf shattered in her hand and fell to the ground through her fingers.