"Didn't you say last time that you had tests done at other hospitals? Bring me the results from those hospitals first so I can take a look." After Professor Liao finished speaking, Su's mother hurriedly handed over all the test results she had with her. Her face was tense. "Professor, what do you think?"
After reviewing the test results, Professor Liao handed them to Lin Zhaoyue, saying, "Take a look."
Then, he carefully observed Su Zhixiang's expression, his brow furrowing slightly. "Is your pale complexion caused by your heart condition? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"
"I can't breathe..." Su Zhixiang opened his mouth, but each sentence took him a long time to catch his breath. He closed his eyes tightly, and when he opened them again, his eyes were lifeless. "I just want to hear the truth: what are the chances that I will die in the operating room?"
"Don't talk nonsense here! Professor Liao is the director of this department. If he says he can do it, he can definitely do it well. Can't you have a little more confidence in yourself?"
Su's mother immediately stopped him from saying such unlucky things and wiped her eyes.
Professor Liao's furrowed brow deepened even further. "So, do you want to live, or do you not want to live?"
Su Zhixiang chuckled coldly, "What's the point of living? Living is just suffering."
"Judging from what you're saying, you don't want to live anymore?" Professor Liao tapped the table with his fingers and said in a deep voice, "You have no will to live at all. Even if I perform the surgery, if you don't want to live, what's the point of the surgery?"
Lin Zhaoyue saw that he had no hope of living.
At such a young age, he has lost all hope for the world.
Or is it that there is no one in this world he truly cares about?
Thinking this, Lin Zhaoyue said softly, "If you want to die, you don't have to waste your energy on surgery. Just endure it slowly, and your life will be over in no time. If you don't want to die, surgery is your only option now. Ultimately, it's up to you to decide what to do."
"I couldn't choose to be born, and now I can't choose to die either."
Su Zhixiang took a deep breath, his eyes devoid of any life. "It doesn't matter."
“We can’t operate on your son’s condition. First of all, he doesn’t want to live anymore. I suggest you go back and talk to him.” Professor Liao handed the test results to Su’s mother, indicating that they could go back first.
Su's mother knew that her son's condition could not be delayed any longer.
The longer the surgery is delayed, the higher the risk will be.
Her voice choked with sobs, "What exactly do you want? Zhixiang! Do you want me to bury my child? Cheer up, please? I'm begging you! I just want you to live a good life."
“You don’t care about me at all. My being alive is just a burden to you. It would be better for you and my older brother if I died,” Su Zhixiang said expressionlessly.
"How could you have such thoughts? You really break my heart! You are both my sons, there is no question of favoring one over the other."
"Alright, this is a hospital. If you have any questions, please talk outside."
Professor Liao spoke up again to remind her, and seeing that her son was really uncooperative, Su's mother had no choice but to take the people out first.
"Zhaoyue, go and see what's going on," Professor Liao said. "If they haven't reached an agreement yet, we'll cancel the surgery."
Lin Zhaoyue's eyes flickered. "Okay, I understand."
Having said that, she stepped out—
Su's mother pushed Su Zhixiang to a quiet spot nearby, squatted down, and spoke kindly to him.
"What's wrong with you now? Tell me if you're feeling unwell! Or did I do something wrong to upset you?"
"Zhixiang, please stop torturing me like this. If you cooperate and complete the surgery, we can recover."
"Professor Liao is very confident. You have to have confidence in yourself. If you die, you really have nothing left. Only by living can you have hope."
"..." Su's mother talked for a long time, but Su Zhixiang seemed not to have heard a single word.
He said coldly, "Then tell me, what hope is there in living?"
Su's mother was stumped by his question and didn't know how to answer.
"Look, even you don't know what the meaning of my life is? You just don't want to be a parent who dies before their child. A useless person like me is only someone our family can afford to raise. Any poorer family would probably have strangled me when I was born. I think that would be a relief."
Su Zhixiang said in a calm voice, "Mother, you can't treat everyone equally. Without me, you can live a better life in the future. Why make me live such a difficult life?"
Su's mother opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say.
You're wrong about that.
Lin Zhaoyue said softly, "Of course your parents want you to live a good life. If they didn't love you, why would they bring you to see a doctor? They could just stay at home and wait to die! You've been frail and sickly since you were little, so I believe your parents pay more attention to you than your brother."
Su's mother turned her head to the side and wiped away her tears.
Even an outsider like Lin Zhaoyue could see it, but he couldn't.
They're all her sons, how could she not care?
"You're not family, what do you know?" Su Zhixiang replied coldly.
“I don’t understand, but I can tell that if they didn’t care about you, you wouldn’t be here.” Lin Zhaoyue’s voice was calm. “I’m a mother too. I treat all my children equally. There’s no such thing as liking one and disliking another. You’re overthinking it.”
Su Zhixiang then turned his gaze to Lin Zhaoyue, his eyes half-closed, "You're not here to persuade me to have surgery so you and your teacher can make more money, are you? After all, you probably don't encounter many patients like me in a year!"
It's that kind of illness again, and the patient is going to require a lot of money. The Su family can still afford it.
"Every patient who comes here wants to live, even if it means going bankrupt."
Lin Zhaoyue said, "If your illness can be cured, it will require the money of your entire Su family. I believe your parents will take out the money to cure you without hesitation."
Su's mother sighed, "From childhood to adulthood, in order to treat your illness, your father and I have always focused our attention on you, and even neglected your brother. When he was a child, he had a high fever that wouldn't go down, and it was the nanny in the family who found out. He almost became mentally disabled from the fever."
Zhixiang, you don't remember most of what happened when you were little, but that's not important. I just hope you can have a successful surgery.
A flicker of emotion crossed Su Zhixiang's eyes. Is that so?
Is he overthinking it?
"Then why did you give all the company shares to my brother? I only got a small share."
“You’re in no condition to work at all. Are you going to ask for half? Do you think that’s fair to your brother? Your brother goes to dinner parties almost every night for our company, and he always gets completely drunk. His health has already collapsed!”
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