Without thinking twice, Feng Guang rushed to the hospital that very night. At the entrance of the emergency room, she met Han Qi's parents.
Zhen Wei immediately walked over, grabbed Feng Guang's hand, and sobbed, "Miss Xia, you and Han Qi have a very good relationship, right...? I heard from the doctor that you've been visiting him recently. He has completely lost the will to live. The doctor said... said that if he continues to be in a coma..."
As a mother, Zhenwei simply didn't have the courage to say the final words.
Han Wei patted his wife's shoulder, silently comforting her. He then looked at Feng Guang with pleading eyes: "Miss Xia, we had no other choice but to think of you."
Feng Guang asked directly, "What should I do?"
What she had to do was simple: change into sterilized clothes, go into the emergency room, and talk to Han Qi. She didn't need to say much; just enough to inspire him to come back to life.
The doctor who had met him before told Fengguang, "Han Qi's illness suddenly relapsed this time. We used every method we could and barely managed to save his life, but we didn't expect... that he would pull out his breathing tube. Now his condition is even more serious."
Han Qi lay quietly on the bed. His beautiful sleeping face, if one could ignore his pale complexion, would make others mistake him for someone who was simply asleep.
Feng Guang took his hand gently, but slowly, she couldn't help but grip it tighter and tighter.
The doctor continued, "Mr. and Mrs. Han have both come in and tried, but their words didn't have much effect on Han Qi, so... that's why we thought of Miss Xia. These days, Han Qi has been smiling a lot more, and I think it's because of you. Sigh... You don't need to feel too much pressure, just talk to him casually."
The doctor sighed, and he and the other doctors and nurses stood aside, no longer disturbing Feng Guang.
At this moment, Feng Guang could see no one but Han Qi.
Han Qi is a gentle and optimistic person.
That was her first impression of him, so she never imagined that someone like him would ever contemplate suicide, yet it happened to him.
Feng Guang suddenly felt breathless. She knew very well why he did this. If he died, perhaps Han Chen could live on. Perhaps... perhaps in the future, she would forget that she was with Han Chen. After all, Han Chen was so similar to her. In Han Qi's eyes, it was entirely possible for her to choose to be with Han Chen.
But Feng Guang knew very well that even if he died and turned to ashes, she would not be with Han Chen.
"Han Qi..." She gripped his hand tightly, her voice surprisingly calm, "You're thinking way too perfectly. Do you think that if you die, I'll just be sad for a while and then fall in love with another man? Do you think everything will go as you expect? You're dead, all is well, and you don't have to worry about anything anymore. Don't you think that's unfair?"
Her voice rose, anger overshadowing her sorrow; she had never felt so furious before.
"Han Qi, I don't care if you can hear me or not, I'm putting my words here!" Her voice was cold, and her expression was unusually unwavering. "If you die... do you believe me... do you believe me? I can kill myself with my own hands to join you!"
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