Chapter 214 Let it be
"Mom, if anything happens, we should shoulder it together. If you don't tell me, it will only make me more worried and feel more powerless."
Guo Huaqin raised her hand and wiped the corners of her eyes.
She was silent for a while before she spoke slowly.
"Your dad... has actually been ill for over a year. He's been feeling unwell since last spring, always having chest tightness and trouble sleeping. At first, I thought he was just tired and didn't take it too seriously. But then he couldn't take it anymore, so I went to the hospital for a checkup... The doctor said he had a heart problem and needed long-term treatment. If it was serious, he might even need surgery..."
Her tone became softer and softer, and her heart felt a bit less strong.
"So you're just going to keep quiet and keep me in the dark?"
Xiao Zhiyu's voice seemed to be squeezed out from the depths of his throat.
She avoided his gaze and muttered softly, "Your father said... you are at a critical moment now and cannot be distracted. The situation in the team is complicated and the opportunity is rare. One wrong step may ruin all the efforts... He doesn't want to hold you back because of his own affairs..."
Both of them knew what the "critical period" meant.
I just hope he can go further.
Be able to gain a foothold in the team.
Be able to take over the Xiao family's banner in the future.
Back then, it was Xiao Zhenwu who issued an order to send Xiao Zhiyu to the Shenzhen team.
At that time, he had just experienced a setback in his relationship.
Xiao Zhenwu hardened his heart and pushed him out.
Want to grind him out.
So that he can shoulder the burden of the Xiao family.
Make him worthy of the words "Son of the Xiao family".
After all, he is the only son of the Xiao family.
The family's glory and his parents' expectations all weigh heavily on his shoulders.
So even though he was sick, Xiao Zhenwu didn't want to be a burden to his son.
He would rather grit his teeth and endure it, rather than be unable to sleep in pain at night, than let Zhiyu come back.
He was afraid that if he turned around, his son would stop.
Xiao Zhiyu stood there, feeling as if a huge rock was pressing on his chest.
I felt depressed, annoyed and regretful.
I am annoyed that my father is so stubborn that he is almost ruthless.
I hate myself for being so careless.
I didn't even realize the suffering my parents were going through.
A kind of guilt that comes from not being able to fight side by side even though we are family.
After returning, he didn't notice anything unusual.
If my father hadn’t suddenly fainted today.
I'm afraid this matter will continue to be concealed.
Just as his thoughts were in a mess, the heavy door of the emergency room slowly opened.
Xiao Zhiyu rushed forward eagerly.
With a trembling voice, he asked, "How is my dad? Is he in serious condition?"
Yan Kaiwei slowly took off the mask on his face.
He looked at Xiao Zhiyu with a probing tone in his voice.
"Are you the son of Envoy Xiao?"
Xiao Zhiyu was keenly aware of the other party's scrutiny and assessment.
Suddenly became alert.
He didn't respond immediately.
Yan Kaiwei just smiled and didn't ask any further questions.
He has been Xiao Zhenwu's attending physician.
I have a pretty good understanding of the Xiao family's situation.
Envoy Xiao had mentioned this son to him before.
People say he is thoughtful and sentimental, and now that I see it with my own eyes, it is indeed true.
The young man in front of me is indeed extraordinary in his every move, making people want to take a second look.
To break this brief silence.
Yan Kaiwei coughed lightly and took the initiative to speak: "My surname is Lei, and I have been Envoy Xiao's attending physician for the past ten or so months. I have been responsible for his treatment and conditioning."
Xiao Zhiyu just nodded.
He said "hmm" in a low voice.
Then he couldn't wait to ask, "Are my dad's vital signs stable now? What happened?"
Yan Kaiwei looked calm.
"At the moment, the situation is quite optimistic. The rescue was very timely, the critical area of the heart was well protected, and the patient was rushed to the hospital quickly, without wasting the golden treatment time."
When Guo Huaqin heard this, her tense shoulders relaxed.
But she was still worried: "When will he...when will he wake up? Will he be able to speak?"
Yan Kaiwei shook his head. "It's hard to say. When he'll wake up depends on Envoy Xiao's own recovery ability. Everyone's physique and nerve reactions are different, so we can't generalize."
He paused, his expression becoming serious.
"But there is one thing I do find very strange."
He glanced at the two people present. "The last time Envoy Xiao was discharged from the hospital, his mental state and various indicators were quite stable. He had recovered well. Why did his condition suddenly deteriorate so drastically this time?"
He paused briefly, then asked tentatively, "Has anyone said anything unusual recently? Or has anything happened that might have upset him? Such emotional fluctuations are very stressful on the heart."
Xiao Zhiyu's pupils suddenly shrank.
My heart felt like it was hit hard by something.
Speaking of "stimulation"...
He knows it best.
Nothing hurts a father more than knowing that he can't have children.
That night, he told the truth himself.
My father was silent for a long time, but in the end he just sighed.
He thought his father had accepted it.
But who could have imagined that beneath that calm exterior lay such a heavy depression.
But didn’t my father appear calm that day?
I even comforted my mother a few words...
Guo Huaqin was also stunned for a moment.
The scene of that day quickly replayed in my mind.
That day, Xiao Zhenwu not only did not show the slightest displeasure.
Instead, he quietly advised her in private: "Don't dwell on it too much. Let the child's affairs take their own course."
His tone was calm, as if he had really let it go.
But now thinking back.
Perhaps that is just a forced form of decency.
No one expected that the one who really couldn't let go was himself.
In the intensive care unit.
When Xiao Zhenwu opened his eyes, he saw a white ceiling in front of him.
The smell of disinfectant filled the air.
His gaze slowly moved downward.
Suddenly I saw a figure kneeling beside the bed.
He frowned slightly, his throat dry: "Zhiyu, what are you doing? Why are you kneeling? Where are your mother and Xiaoxia?"
Xiao Zhiyu lowered his head very low.
He raised his eyes and his gaze fell on his father's pale face.
After a moment, he whispered, "Mom and Xiaoxia went home. They said they wanted to get some things they'd need for the hospital, a change of clothes, a thermos cup, a medicine box, and so on."
A father understands his son best.
Although Xiao Zhenwu was bedridden, his eyes were still sharp.
He looked at Xiao Zhiyu's drooping brows and tense shoulders, and he understood a little bit in his heart.
He struggled to stand up and leaned against the soft headboard.
He took a breath, his tone calm but tentative: "You know?"
Xiao Zhiyu still kept his head down.
Seeing that he didn't answer, Xiao Zhenwu forced a smile.
There was a deliberate nonchalance in his voice.
"It's okay, it's just an old problem. The doctor said it's inflammation. Take some medicine and stay in the hospital for a few days and it will be fine. Don't think too much and don't worry too much."
"dad,"
Xiao Zhiyu suddenly looked up and looked straight into Xiao Zhenwu's eyes.
The voice was low but firm.
"Have you always been upset because I can't have children? Is that why you refused to get treatment? Is that why you kept it a secret from us?"
Xiao Zhenwu's face suddenly changed and his breathing stagnated.
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