If it weren't for the look in Zhong Chengzhi's eyes, his clenched hands, and his heaving chest, Zhou Yuchun would have almost believed that what Zhong Chengzhi said was sincere.

This bastard is still so stubborn even at this time.

At this moment, Zhou Yuchun's one percent doubt was dispelled. She had suspected that it was Zhong Chengzhi who mailed the iron box to her.

But seeing the scene before her, she knew that Zhong Chengzhi would not do this. If he could do this, he would have done it long ago and would not have waited until this moment. He now wished that she and her daughter would never appear in front of him again.

Zhong Chengzhi hoped that he would die peacefully, which would seem to be able to repay the debt he owed.

But how could she let this bastard die peacefully? Even if he died, she would not let him rest in peace.

After checking his expression again and looking up at the hanging nutrient solution, Zhou Yuchun simply sat down. Her face was gloomy and her expression was full of gloom. Her words were also harsh and cold: "As long as you are happy, what does your happiness have to do with me? I just want to be happy. I brought the children here just to see what you look like now. It is said that good and evil will be rewarded in the end. It seems that you must have done a lot of evil things, otherwise how could there be such a retribution? God finally has eyes..."

As if he remembered something, Zhou Yuchun's face turned painful, and his voice became even colder: "Zhong Chengzhi, I think this is really retribution. If it weren't for what you did back then, our son would be sixteen years old now..."

Suddenly, Zhong Chengzhi's expression changed drastically, and his throat seemed to be pulling a bellows. Son, yes, he not only has a lovely and beautiful daughter, he should also have a lively son.

"This is really retribution. You owe him a life, and you will have to pay it back soon..."

At this point, Zhou Yuchun's voice was already tearful. After so many years, she thought she had stopped hating and resenting, but when the matter came to pass, she realized that she still hated and resented.

All her misfortunes were brought about by this man in front of her. How could she not hate him? If it weren't for him, her son would have been in high school now and would definitely be a sunny and handsome boy.

It was a pity that he died in her womb before he even saw the sunlight of the world. She was an incompetent mother, and Zhong Chengzhi was a father who thought he was righteous but was actually selfish, cold-hearted and cruel.

Zhong Chengzhi burst into tears.

That was a pain he could not mention. Everything was in chaos at that time, and many things were out of control, including his family and the Zhou family. In addition, such a big event happened at that time, and everything became uncontrollable and irreversible.

He wanted to explain at that time, but he was taken away without even seeing Yuchun, and then forced to do labor reform for three years. After he came out, it was too late to explain anything. The longer the time went, the less he could say, and he didn't dare to mention it.

This incident left a scar on Zhou Yuchun. Even their daughter didn't know about it. I remember that whenever it was mentioned, Zhou Yuchun would go crazy. It was very scary, so everyone buried this matter completely.

He thought Zhou Yuchun had forgotten about it, but he didn't expect that she still remembered it. What could he do to comfort her now? His lips trembled, and his voice was choked with sobs: "Chun'er, Chun'er, I deserve to die. It's all my fault. Look, God is really punishing me. I'm going to die soon. I will pay for our son's life. Don't cry. It's me who should go to hell. You and your daughter should live well. If there is an afterlife, I will definitely work like a cow or a horse to compensate you..."

Zhou Yuchun suddenly raised his head, his eyes were bloodshot and full of tears.

She stared at Zhong Chengzhi viciously.

He is only in his forties, but more than half of his hair is already white.

He is always so self-righteous, doing things that he thinks there is nothing wrong with, and yet he never feels at ease.

Why is he doing this? He is simply asking for trouble.

Zhou Yuchun's voice was cold, almost gritting his teeth: "Zhong Chengzhi, you want to die, but it's not that easy. Go for the surgery, live well, live one more year, and use this year to atone for your sins. People say that living is the hardest, and dying is the easiest. You close your eyes and know nothing. So you can't die so easily. You have to live, you have to live well, and live to atone for your sins. Do you hear me?"

Then she stretched out her hand, which contained a handkerchief, and wiped the tears from Zhong Chengzhi's face without any gentleness. She said with disdain, "Look at you now. You look nothing different from that old man in his sixties or seventies."

Although the voice sounded disgusted, it was hoarse and choked with sobs.

Zhong Chengzhi couldn't utter a word. It felt like a ball of cotton was blocking his throat. He really wanted to faint, but he was holding on just now, but now he was no longer holding on and became sober again.

Is this God's punishment for him?

Zhong Chengzhi finally closed his eyes, two lines of tears flowed from the corners of his eyes and flowed into the gray hair at his temples again.

At this moment, he knew that he was wrong, very wrong. He thought that everything he had done was not worth mentioning at all. He felt very touched, but no one else could be moved except himself, and instead he would become a laughing stock to others.

What has he done over the years? Maybe his three comrades-in-arms don't want him to be like this. He has had a rough life and there has never been a day when he felt as clear-headed as he did just now.

But he didn't dare to open his eyes, nor could he open his eyes.

He was worried that if he opened his eyes, he would find that all this was just his fantasy, a dream, so it would be better not to wake up at all.

At this moment, Zhou Yuchun's familiar and slightly hoarse voice sounded again beside him.

"You'd better not let Yi Yi in now. You're not familiar with the child. You stay here. I'm discussing the operation plan with the doctor. Even if there's only a 5% chance, we have to try. I also hope you can remember what I said just now and work hard for this 5% hope."

Zhong Chengzhi just closed his eyes tightly and did not move.

But from his clenched hands and furrowed brows, it could be seen that he was not calm at all.

(End of this chapter)