Chapter 321 She couldn't wait...

Smoke billowed from the mountain.

Jin Que ultimately succumbed to the power of love, destroying the 'dark kingdom' he had built over many years for his own selfish desires. Guan Yue died, and the leaders of various departments who had been forced by Jin Que to attend the wedding banquet could not escape.

They committed countless murders for profit and do not deserve sympathy.

In their world, however, this was a betrayal instigated by Jin Que alone.

Jin Que's obsession destroyed everything they had.

Jin Que himself was ultimately destroyed by his obsession.

It's a joke that the devil who created hell could eventually hope to grow old with a mortal.

Jin Que met a tragic end and received no sympathy.

Jiang Ruomi knelt on the edge of the cliff, with thunder rumbling overhead and towering waves crashing below, her cries drowned out.

The fetus in the womb is restless.

She held her stomach, crying as if laughing, and laughing as if crying.

Special forces soldiers stepped forward to help her. The operation was not yet over, and it was not advisable for a pregnant woman to stay there, so they hurriedly escorted her down the mountain.

…

Upon arrival at the foot of the mountain, the ambulance was already prepared.

Fu Siyan carried Shen Qingshu into the ambulance.

When Song Wenyuan saw the injury on his arm, he was shocked. "You're injured?!"

"Don't worry about me yet," Fu Siyan urged him. "Check on A-Shu first!"

Song Wenyuan sighed and said to the nurse beside him, "Stop the bleeding first!"

Upon hearing this, the nurse immediately took out a bandage to stop Fu Siyan's bleeding.

Fu Siyan kept his eyes fixed on Shen Qingshu.

"High fever, slightly low blood pressure." Song Wenyuan's initial examination revealed, "Acute leukemia, in the acute phase. She may have internal bleeding. Give her oxygen. How long until we get to the hospital?"

The nurse replied, "It takes about twenty minutes to get to the city hospital from here."

The car was moving very slowly due to the heavy rain.

Song Wenyuan's expression was solemn. "First, call the hospital and ask them to vacate an operating room."

"good!"

Twenty minutes later, the ambulance arrived at the Santo City Hospital.

Shen Qingshu was wheeled into the emergency room.

The red light is on.

Fu Siyan stared at the large, crimson characters, his expression solemn.

The nurse told him to go and stitch up his wound, but he refused to leave.

My phone is vibrating in my pocket.

Fu Siyan didn't care at all.

A few minutes later, several people rushed over from the other side of the corridor.

Jiang Ruomi was disheveled, holding her stomach with one hand, her eyes red from crying. "Mr. Fu, how is Sister Qing Shu?"

Fu Siyan lowered his head and remained silent.

Seeing this, the nurse advised, "The patient is currently undergoing surgery and there's no news yet. But if you know him, please try to persuade him. The wound is quite deep, so it's best to treat it as soon as possible, otherwise, infection and complications could occur."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ruomi looked at Fu Siyan's arm.

The black special operations uniform was soaking wet, obscuring the bloodstains.

But bright red blood dripped from his fingertips.

The ground at his feet was already stained crimson with blood.

"Mr. Fu, please go and treat your wound first. I'll stay here and watch over things."

Fu Siyan still did not react.

Seeing that he wouldn't listen, Jiang Ruomi said, "Qingshu's life is hanging in the balance right now. If something happens to you, wouldn't those two children be too pitiful?"

The word 'child' made Fu Siyan's eyelashes tremble slightly.

He looked up at the tightly closed emergency room door.

After a moment, he pursed his lips, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly, "I'll come over as soon as I've treated my wound. You stay and watch over A-Shu for me."

"Don't worry, I will stay by your side every step of the way. There are still your people here, so Sister Qingshu will be safe from any danger!"

Fu Siyan said thank you and turned to follow the nurse.

The nurse cut off his sleeve, revealing three bloody knife wounds.

The wound was deep and long!

That wound was caused by piercing the skin and then maliciously tearing at it.

Jin Que's three stabs were all vicious; if one of them had been slightly off, it would have damaged his meridians.

Every incision needs to be stitched up.

After cleaning his wound, the doctor began to suture it.

It took nearly an hour to sew, with dozens of stitches.

After the stitches were done, the nurse wrapped the wound with gauze.

Fu Siyan rushed to the emergency room immediately.

The rescue operation has ended.

The door opened, and Song Wenyuan came out.

He took off his mask, and Fu Siyan immediately stepped forward and asked, "How is A-Shu?"

"She is out of immediate danger, but her condition is not good. We need to find a suitable bone marrow donor as soon as possible, otherwise she may only have six months left to live."

Upon hearing this, Fu Siyan's tall figure swayed slightly.

Half a year...

Jiang Ruomi covered her mouth, tears streaming down her face, "Sister Qingshu..."

"She needs to be transferred to a separate sterile ward for observation. There was a large area of ​​subcutaneous bleeding on her back, which must have been caused by an accident on the mountain. The bleeding has now stopped."

Leukemia patients are most afraid of bumps and knocks. Even if the skin is not broken, a lot of subcutaneous bleeding can cause unimaginable consequences.

The current state of Shen Qingshu is extremely fragile.

Even a common germ could cause her condition to worsen again.

Fu Siyan's thoughts were in complete disarray; he still couldn't process the fact that Shen Qingshu was ill.

But since things have come to this, he can only face it and find a way to treat Shen Qingshu as soon as possible.

"Is a bone marrow transplant the only cure for her? Is there any possibility on your end...?"

“This is leukemia.” Song Wenyuan knew what Fu Siyan wanted to ask, and he sighed, “And it’s the most dangerous kind of leukemia. Even if I really had that ability, it would take me several years, but she can’t wait that long…”

Upon hearing this, Fu Siyan closed his eyes in anguish.

…

Shen Qingshu was in a coma for three days and three nights. Her body temperature and other vital signs gradually returned to normal, but she never regained consciousness.

Fu Siyan would change into sterile clothing and go in to accompany her every day, staying for several hours at a time.

If the organization hadn't needed him to handle some details, he could have stayed with Shen Qingshu all day and not gone anywhere.

On the third day, good news arrived.

The operation at the wedding banquet resort was a great success! Except for Jin Que, who was shot and fell off a cliff and whose body has not yet been found, all the remaining accomplices have been captured.

Over the next week, the organization dispatched special forces teams to wipe out multiple strongholds based on information provided by Fu Siyan and the confessions of the arrested leaders.

Thus, the 'Grey Operation,' which had lasted for more than ten years, was finally a great success, and all remaining members were wiped out!

Fu Siyan finally completed his mission and regained his freedom.

…

On this day, the city, which had been experiencing heavy rain for a week, finally saw clear skies.

When Uncle Li called, Fu Siyan was just about to enter the ward.

Upon seeing the incoming call, he hesitated for a moment before answering.

"Congratulations." The old man's voice was hoarse on the phone. "Ten years, you've finally made it through."

Fu Siyan held his phone, remaining silent for a long time.

Finally, he said, "Uncle Li, you've worked hard all these years too."

"I'm getting old," Uncle Li chuckled. "You're not young either. For this mission, you've been betrayed by everyone, your wife and children have left you. Have you ever regretted it?"

Fu Siyan closed his eyes.

He did not answer Uncle Li.

At this point, whether or not one regrets it is meaningless.

Now, all he wants is for Shen Qingshu to be able to live a good life.

...

After hanging up the phone, Fu Siyan stood outside the ward, trying to calm himself down.

After a while, he gently pushed open the ward door and went in.

Shen Qingshu was transferred out of the sterile ward yesterday.

Fu Siyan helped her move to the VIP ward on the top floor, where the environment was better and relatively quieter.

When he came in, Shen Qingshu was awake.

I'm standing by the window looking at the scenery right now.

Hearing the noise, she turned around.

Their eyes met.

They were both very peaceful.

Fu Siyan walked over, took a woolen shawl from the clothes rack, and draped it over her shoulders.

"Your body has just started to recover, so you must not catch a cold."

Shen Qingshu pulled her shawl tighter and said in a gentle voice, "I've been lying in bed for too many days, I really can't stay in bed any longer, I need to get out of bed and walk around."

After what happened that day, Shen Qingshu and Fu Siyan seemed to have reached a peaceful tacit understanding.

They stand here now, no longer husband and wife, nor lovers, nor enemies, but simply the parents of their two children.

They will most likely continue like this in the future, like old friends, helping each other, calm and peaceful, and each sincerely hoping that the other is safe and sound.

Only if they both live well can their children's childhood be free of regrets.

Fu Siyan's gaze towards Shen Qingshu was also filled with affection, but that affection carried an undercurrent of relief.

Now, he will no longer force Shen Qingshu's feelings.

Because he knew all too well that the hurt he had caused Shen Qingshu had already extinguished her love for him.

She had loved him passionately and unconditionally, but he betrayed her.

He still regrets it now, and he still loves her, but this is something he has to do alone.

He will no longer insist. He is already content that he can still protect and take care of Shen Qingshu as the child's father.