After a moment of surprise, Qin Yiheng smiled wryly and said, "Didn't I just tell you that?"

Madam Qin didn't believe her: "Your excuse might fool your father, but I gave birth to you. Do you think I don't know your personality? You're not the kind of person who's afraid of going on the operating table. You're trying to fool me. Tell me quickly, what's the reason? Is it related to your father?"

Qin Yiheng: "..."

No wonder she's my mother!

"no."

Qin Yiheng leaned back lazily and casually: "I just feel that life is meaningless."

Madam Qin's breath hitched, and she subconsciously raised her hand, intending to hit him, but seeing her son's calm and expressionless expression, she lowered her hand again.

"I haven't hit you in a long time."

"Yeah, I really miss it."

Qin Yiheng smiled.

Madam Qin playfully slapped him through the blanket: "Then what kind of life do you think is interesting?"

Qin Yiheng suddenly said seriously, "Mom, I'm sorry to disappoint you about the marriage. I've let you down."

Madam Qin was taken aback for a moment, then comforted her son, "It's alright, take your time looking, I'm not in a hurry."

"In this lifetime..." Qin Yiheng's voice paused slightly before he finally said his decision: "I will never get married."

He felt much relieved after talking about it.

"Never getting married in this lifetime?"

Madam Qin stared at him in astonishment.

Qin Yiheng hummed in agreement and repeated, "No marriage."

Madam Qin racked her brains but couldn't understand why her son would have the idea of ​​not getting married. She guessed wildly, "Aheng, did you meet someone when you were studying abroad...?"

Qin Yiheng interrupted calmly: "No."

"I haven't finished speaking yet."

"I know what you're going to say, it's just that I don't want to get married, there's no other reason."

"..."

What kind of talk is that?

Madam Qin was both anxious and angry, slapping his leg repeatedly: "Are you not going to get married because you want me to die with worry in my heart?"

"sorry."

Qin Yiheng leaned forward, touched her hand, grabbed her wrist, and slapped it hard against his face.

A crisp snap.

Gradually, bright red five-finger marks appeared on Qin Yiheng's face.

Madam Qin abruptly pulled her hand back: "What are you doing!"

Qin Yiheng's tone remained unchanged: "As I just said, I really want you to hit me, it would make me feel better."

Madam Qin's eyes instantly reddened.

Looking at the clear five-finger mark on his face, she choked back tears and complained, "You feel better now, but I don't. I haven't slept well a single night these past few days trying to find you a suitable partner..."

If you don't want to get married, you should have told me sooner, so I wouldn't waste my time and energy on you, sob sob..."

She doesn't only have one son.

Her youngest son is getting married soon, so having a baby is definitely not far off. Wouldn't it be better for her to save her energy to take care of her grandchildren?

However, her eldest son's reluctance to get married was like a thorn stuck in her heart.

If she had shown him more care and concern, she would have known sooner and been able to comfort him sooner.

Madam Qin cried out of self-reproach.

Hearing her soft sobs, Qin Yiheng suddenly turned and roared towards the door, "Qin Buyan!"

Qin Buyan, who was standing at the door, quickly pushed the door open and entered: "Young Master, you wanted to see me?"

Qin Yiheng instructed, "Bring over the tissue box."

Qin Buyan walked quickly to the coffee table, picked up the tissue box, and placed it in Qin Yiheng's hand in front of the hospital bed.

"Go out."

"Yes, young master."

Qin Buyan was like a tool.

Qin Yiheng took out a tissue and handed it to his mother: "Please wipe yourself."

Madam Qin took the tissue, wiped her tears, and sighed, "If you had the surgery sooner, I wouldn't need to ask Buyan for tissues now."

"It's because my son is being willful."

Qin Yiheng didn't think too much about it at first. After experiencing the explosion in the laboratory, he just wanted to live as he pleased.

Madam Qin looked at her son with tears in her eyes: "How long have you been thinking about this?"

Qin Yiheng shook his head: "I don't remember. You don't object anymore?"

He had thought it would take a long time to persuade her.

But they forgot that the person who truly loves you will always care about your feelings first and put you first.

Madam Qin wiped away her tears and said, "I just want you brothers to be happy, healthy, and safe. Anyway, the Qin family doesn't need you to carry on the family line, so why should I care so much?"

Qin Yiheng: "..."

The clown was myself.

"Mom, I'm sorry." Qin Yiheng said sorry countless times tonight.

But this time, his guilt was particularly heavy.

He's clearly a mature person, yet he did the most childish thing.

He lowered his head in shame.

Looking at the expression on his face, Madam Qin's voice trembled slightly: "Could you promise me that you can rest well tomorrow and have the surgery the day after tomorrow?"

Qin Yiheng would never refuse, and nodded, saying, "I'll have the surgery tomorrow afternoon."

Madam Qin, worried that he was just trying to coax her, confirmed repeatedly, "You've agreed, so you can't go back on your word, understand?"

Qin Yiheng responded, "Okay."

He wanted to return to the capital as soon as possible.

Madam Qin was relieved and looked towards the door: "Why hasn't your father come back yet..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door was pushed open and Qin Beimo walked in.

"Have you finished talking?"

"Go and ask Dr. Yang again if he can perform the surgery tomorrow afternoon."

Qin Beimo exclaimed, "Oh ho! You brat, you're finally willing to have surgery?"

Qin Yiheng: "..."

Madam Qin glanced at her son first, then glared at her husband: "Go when I tell you to."

What can Qin Beimo do with a wife who has double standards?

He turned and left the ward.

However, he returned very quickly this time.

"Dr. Yang said that he's available anytime the brat wants to have surgery," Qin Beimo said sarcastically.

Qin Yiheng knew he was in the wrong, so he didn't say anything, only saying, "Mom, it's very late now, isn't it? You should go to the hotel and rest first. I'll have Qin Buyan take you there."

Madam Qin patted her husband's leg, signaling him to say less, and then comforted her son, saying, "Don't pay attention to your father. He was always crazy when he was young, and he's still not serious even now. Just listen to what he says and don't take it seriously."

Qin Yiheng smiled and said, "Okay."

Qin Beimo: "..." What did he do to deserve this?

"You should get some rest and be well-rested so you can have the surgery tomorrow."

Madam Qin gave her son some instructions.

Qin Yiheng nodded with a smile: "Mm."

After the ward returned to silence.

Qin Yiheng picked up his phone, remained silent for a few seconds, and then said into the phone, "Call Brother Lou."

The voice prompt dialed Gu Yilou's number for him.

After waiting for almost a minute, Gu Yilou's hoarse voice finally came through the phone: "You're still not asleep so late?"

The next second, he asked again, "Did you need something?"

Qin Yiheng said gently, "I'm having surgery tomorrow."

After he finished speaking, there was silence on the phone.

Qin Yiheng frowned: "Don't you want to say something?"