Chapter 249 This is the most dignified ending for him.
Fu Siyan vomited blood again this morning while washing up.
Fearing that he might frighten the two children, he asked Song Lanyin and Zhang Yun to take them to the playground in the community.
When Qin Yancheng arrived, he was half-lying on the bed, his face deathly pale.
"I told you not to rush back, but you wouldn't listen!"
Qin Yancheng walked over and slammed the emergency kit heavily onto the bedside table. "Fu Siyan, were you a donkey in your past life? You didn't die from illness, you died from being stubborn!"
"Stop talking nonsense and get me started on the IV first."
Qin Yancheng glared at him and opened the emergency kit.
He skillfully inserted the IV needle into Fu Siyan's vagina, hung up the IV bag, and adjusted the flow rate.
Qin Yancheng said, "I'll drip it into your heart slowly. Although this medicine is very effective, using too much can put a strain on your heart."
Fu Siyan slowly closed his eyes.
The medicine slowly flowed into his body through the drip tube, and his rapid, heavy breathing gradually calmed down.
Qin Yancheng sat down beside him, staring at his face.
In just over a month, Fu Siyan visibly lost weight.
"I heard from Song Lanyin that you went to look at cemeteries?"
Fu Siyan had his eyes closed, as if he were asleep.
"Stop pretending to be dead!" Qin Yancheng snapped. "Fu Siyan, are you satisfied? You're only thirty-two! How can you be content to die like this?"
"Having both a son and a daughter makes it all worthwhile."
"What you're doing is shirking your debts. I beg you, think about your two children."
“You don’t need to worry about that.” The man’s voice was hoarse as he opened his eyes and looked at Qin Yancheng. “I will definitely clean up this mess before I die.”
"Nonsense!" Qin Yancheng said angrily, "Life is long. You can solve these trivial matters now, but what about later?"
"Fu Siyan, aren't you afraid that those men will take advantage of Shen Qingshu raising two children alone, swindling her out of money and sex, and perhaps even stealing all the property you left for her and her children!"
Fu Siyan said, "After experiencing these things, A-Shu will no longer easily trust men. I'm not worried."
Qin Yancheng's eyes widened. "Hey! So you're actually quite proud of that?"
"I'm sorry to A-Shu, I don't deny it." Fu Siyan's pale face showed a forlorn expression. "I don't expect her to forgive me."
"Hehe, you're just being sentimental, aren't you?" Qin Yancheng rubbed the back of his neck, realizing that using Shen Qingshu to persuade Fu Siyan was no longer effective.
He pursed his lips and thought for a moment, then said, "What about Xiao Anning? Your Xiao Anning is so pretty and cute. Being love-struck is hereditary. Shen Qingshu was hurt so badly by you because she was too love-struck. Aren't you afraid that Xiao Anning will follow in Shen Qingshu's footsteps? Or what if she gets bullied by that blond guy? Fatherly love is important for sons, but it's even more important for girls! A father is a daughter's greatest support!"
“Xiao Anning won’t do that.” Fu Siyan was very confident. “She is quick-witted and knows how to analyze situations and weigh the pros and cons. A-Shu has also done a good job educating her. She will be a smart and rational girl. It’s you who should be careful about your son. My daughter is a sucker for good looks. If your son is handsome, she will cheat on him.”
Qin Yancheng: "..."
It's infuriating! They're completely impervious to reason!
Qin Yancheng was so angry that he couldn't sit still. He stood up and paced back and forth in the room.
Suddenly, he turned around, put one hand on his hip, pointed at Fu Siyan with the other, and cursed, "After you die, I won't go to your grave to burn paper money for you during Qingming Festival. I'll make sure you're a poor ghost!"
Fu Siyan smiled, a smile that was both pale and fearless. "It's alright. I'll appear in your dreams when I need money."
"Fu Siyan!"
Qin Yancheng, unable to contain himself any longer, yelled at him, "Can you stop being so pessimistic! Dr. Song clearly said that as long as you're willing to stay in Switzerland for treatment, there's still a chance..."
“A five percent chance.” Fu Siyan looked at Qin Yancheng, his dark eyes dim. “That’s too low, Yancheng. Don’t try to persuade me anymore. Just let me finish this last stretch of my life with dignity.”
Qin Yancheng stared at him blankly.
“I want to die with dignity. If it becomes too painful in the end, I will apply for euthanasia in Switzerland. Shao Qing has arranged everything for me after my death. There will be no funeral. After cremation, I would like to ask you to scatter my ashes in Lijiang, which is close to Ashu’s new house…”
"Fu Siyan, shut up!" Qin Yancheng roared angrily, "What nonsense about what happens after you're gone! Once I've dealt with things here, I'll send you back to Switzerland to be handed over to Dr. Song. You get back there and get your treatment!"
Fu Siyan stared at Qin Yancheng, his thin lips curving slightly, seemingly utterly helpless.
"Qin Yancheng, this is the most dignified ending for me. Please help me this last time."
Qin Yancheng was stunned, staring at Fu Siyan in disbelief.
The once aloof and powerful Fu Siyan is now plagued by serious illness. His pride has been shattered by regret. He was such a tall and strong man, but now he lies half-reclined on the bed, looking so fragile and helpless.
In Qin Yancheng's memory, Fu Siyan never seemed to have asked anyone for anything. He was such a proud person. Even during that dark summer when he was betrayed and abandoned by his own mother, Qin Fang, he never bowed his head to beg anyone...
But now, Fu Siyan is begging him not to persuade him to fight for that five percent chance of survival.
I begged him for help, to give him what I considered a decent ending.
Qin Yancheng suddenly realized what was happening. He looked into Fu Siyan's eyes, and before he could even ask a question, his eyes reddened.
"Fu Siyan, have you... already decided you don't want to live anymore?"
Fu Siyan closed his eyes, indicating his unwillingness to answer the question.
Qin Yancheng suddenly seemed to have found the standard answer to the question.
With absolute certainty, she asked, "When Shen Qingshu stabbed you in the international waters, did you never even think of dodging? Did you... did you not intend to live at that moment?"
Fu Siyan did not answer.
Qin Yancheng's eyes were red and swollen; he couldn't accept this fact!
“Fu Siyan, your thinking is wrong. You can make amends to Shen Qingshu for what you did wrong, don’t be so negative…”
“I did think it would be good to just die like that,” Fu Siyan said in a hoarse voice. “But then I thought that we weren’t divorced yet, and if I died like that, A-Shu would become a widow and would be branded as a murderer… I can’t be that selfish.”
Qin Yancheng's breathing tightened, "Since you know, why are you doing this now..."
“We’re divorced now.” Fu Siyan gave a bitter smile. “She doesn’t have to be widowed, and I died of illness on my own. It has nothing to do with her anymore.”
Qin Yancheng wiped his face, gritting his teeth. He had no idea how to persuade Fu Siyan, so he could only angrily curse him: "You're a madman! You're not thinking straight!"
Fu Siyan closed his eyes, a bitter smile curving his lips.
"Actually, I should have died when I was 8 years old."
The man's voice echoed softly in the large bedroom: "Living so many more years is a bonus."
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