Chapter 120 As long as there is life, there is hope.

"I won't go! I won't go to the police station! I was wrong! I'll change! I really will change! Let me off the bus! Please... please..."

The car headlights pierced the night as it sped towards the police station.

She cried and begged all the way, her voice hoarse with despair.

Guo Zhenyi stared straight ahead, ignoring everything and remaining unmoved.

When they arrived at the police station, he pulled her out of the car.

She stumbled and fell to the ground, curling up in pain.

Without the slightest hesitation, he dragged her into the hall like a piece of luggage.

She tried to struggle, but the police officers stepped forward, restrained her, and made her sit in a chair to give a statement.

By the time all the formalities were completed, it was completely dark.

Guo Zhenyi didn't even have time to drink some water before turning back to the hospital.

His steps were heavy as he went straight to Zhou Shufen's ward.

When I opened the door, I saw Zhou Hairong sitting on the edge of the bed.

Zhou Shufen's surgery is complete, and she is now lying quietly in bed.

Her face was as pale as paper, and her breathing was weak and slow.

Zhou Hairong would occasionally pick up a damp towel from the bedside table and wipe her cheeks, forehead, and corners of her mouth.

"How is she? Is she alright?"

Guo Zhenyi approached quietly.

"Uncle Guo, the doctor said he's out of danger."

Zhou Hairong immediately stood up and lowered his voice.

"His blood pressure has stabilized and his intracranial pressure is decreasing. We need to closely monitor him for the next 24 hours. If there is no further cerebral edema or bleeding, there is hope that he will slowly wake up."

"good."

Guo Zhenyi nodded.

He took the still-warm, damp towel from Zhou Hairong's hand.

He mimicked what he had done before, dipped his finger in warm water, and gently wiped Zhou Shufen's face.

He didn't like seeing her like this.

He felt a pang of sadness, and his eyes welled up slightly, but he forced himself not to let the tears fall.

He had already canceled all his meetings and all his work for the day.

His assistant called several times, but he hung up on each of them.

He knew that from this day forward, he would not go anywhere.

He stayed there, never leaving for a moment.

No matter how long it takes, he wants to see her wake up with his own eyes.

Zhou Hairong gazed at that silent figure.

He couldn't help but walk over and gently persuade him.

“Uncle Guo, it’s almost midnight… We’re looking after Mom here, and the nurses are making regular rounds. Why don’t you go home and rest for a while? Even just an hour or two of sleep would be good. Staying up like this is too bad for your health.”

Guo Zhenyi waved his hand, his voice hoarse but resolute.

“I’m not leaving. I won’t be able to sleep if I go back. I might as well stay here and keep her company. I won’t be able to have peace of mind until she wakes up. I have to see her open her eyes with my own eyes before I can feel at ease.”

He was always on edge.

He dared not relax, nor could he relax.

He had to see her with his own eyes, feel her warmth with his own hands, and hear her voice with his own ears before he could truly feel at ease.

"But how can your body withstand such a prolonged period of hard work?"

Zhou Hairong's voice revealed anxiety and worry.

He was really afraid that Guo Zhenyi would collapse first.

The mother is still unconscious, and the house is in complete chaos.

If even Uncle Guo falls ill, then the whole family really won't be able to hold on.

"Don't worry, I'm in good health. Staying up all night is nothing."

Guo Zhenyi smiled.

“Years ago, I used to squat on a hilltop all night, staring at the muzzle of a gun. Back then, it was below zero, and the snow was up to my knees, but I still endured it. What’s guarding a hospital ward now?”

His gaze was fixed on Zhou Shufen.

Seeing his attitude, Zhou Hairong could only sigh.

He knew that Guo Zhenyi was the type of person who, once he made up his mind, would not turn back.

Fine, let him keep watch.

That night felt like it was stretched out by an invisible hand.

The lights in the ward cast shadows of the two people.

Sitting and lying down, waking and sleeping, the silence was almost oppressive.

Until the sky began to lighten.

Zhou Shufen, who had remained completely still, slightly twitched her eyelids.

Her fingers twitched slightly.

She slowly opened her eyes.

The glaring light slanted in through the gaps in the curtains.

She blinked unconsciously; her eyes were still a little dry.

She was stunned for a few seconds, and then her consciousness gradually returned.

My heart tightened suddenly, then relaxed again; she was still alive.

She turned her head and saw Guo Zhenyi lying on the edge of the bed.

His hair was a little messy, and his stubble had a faint bluish-gray tinge under the light.

He looked like he hadn't slept all night.

Zhou Shufen felt a sudden surge of warmth in her heart; she hadn't made the wrong choice in this person.

He's always like that—not much of a talker, but he takes on everything through his actions.

She quietly raised her hand, wanting to touch him.

Her hand hovered in mid-air, hesitated for a moment, but ultimately did not fall.

She simply gazed quietly at his profile.

But Guo Zhenyi wasn't asleep at all.

He always had her in his heart.

At that moment, he suddenly looked up, and the instant his eyes met hers, he froze.

His lips parted slightly, as if he couldn't believe it.

He quickly rubbed his eyes to make sure it wasn't a hallucination.

He finally breathed a long sigh of relief.

If a person wakes up, it means their life has been saved.

As long as there is life, there is hope.

"You're finally awake."

He grabbed her hand.

“I was so scared that night… I’ve never seen you so pale. When the doctor came in, I could barely stand… If anything were to happen to you, I… I really don’t know what to do.”

His tone was no longer as steady as usual; instead, it revealed a softer side.

He wasn't afraid of death or bullets, but he was terrified of something happening to her.

"I'm fine."

Although Zhou Shufen's voice was weak, she tried her best to use a soothing tone.

"I can still talk to you. How could I fall down so easily? Besides, I promised you that I would go to the south to see the sea when the weather gets warmer. How can I stop here?"

Guo Zhenyi felt a lump in his throat.

"Okay, it's a deal, no backing out."

He took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind.

There was something he needed to make clear to her.

He felt he couldn't hide from Zhou Lijuan what he had done yesterday.

"Shufen, there's something I need to make clear to you."

Guo Zhenyi slowed down his speech, carefully considering each word.

Zhou Shufen seemed to have a premonition of something, but still spoke softly.

"Go ahead and tell me."

“I went to see Zhou Lijuan yesterday.”

His tone was firm.

“I took her straight to the police station. She spread rumors in front of the neighbors, and those things almost made you faint from anger. She has to pay the price for this. I can’t just stand by and watch her hurt you again and again and pretend nothing happened.”

Zhou Lijuan?

The name flashed through Zhou Shufen's mind, and she was momentarily stunned.

“Yes, she really went too far. Someone should have kept her in check a long time ago. Saying something once is just being unrestrained, but saying it too often is intentionally hurtful. I’m not afraid of what she says about me, but she shouldn’t have joked about my life.”

Guo Zhenyi understood that although she spoke lightly, she was still somewhat upset inside.

After all, they are blood relatives.

He didn't respond to the question, but instead asked another one.

"Is there anything else that's bothering you? Are you still dizzy? Do you want to sit up and lean back for a bit? I'll help you."

As he spoke, he stood up, his eyes full of concern.