Mr. Bigshot Is Obsessed with His Hidden-Marriage Wife
Chapter 132 - 133: No Turning Back

Chapter 132: Chapter 133: No Turning Back

As things stood, there was clearly no turning back.

His plan would not change because of Ye Yan’s sudden arrival.

"Yanyan, I’m sorry," Fu Xingzhou looked at her with pity, but his eyes were also filled with determination. "I will spend the rest of my life making it up to you."

"Fu Xingzhou," Ye Yan knew him too well. At this moment, his expression already indicated that he would not change his decision. "Can you wait a little longer? We can still find another kidney donor; it doesn’t have to be Xiao Zhun."

"Take the lady to rest," Fu Xingzhou ordered the bodyguard coldly.

"Fu Xingzhou, I beg you," Ye Yan was in complete panic, grabbing his wrist and about to kneel. "Xiao Zhun is only sixteen. He still has a whole life ahead of him. Please, please spare him, will you?"

Fu Xingzhou pulled her up, not allowing her to kneel.

Her tear-streaked and panicked face broke his heart.

But it did not shake his resolve.

He had made his choices long ago, hadn’t he? Her tears would not sway him.

All his life, he had walked this path. His heart had forged into steel-like toughness and glacial coldness.

Ye Yan looked nearly hopeless at his turned face, tears blurring her eyes so much that she could hardly see his features clearly.

On her way here, she had still held a glimmer of hope that just by appearing, just by begging him, he would change his mind.

She had always mistakenly thought that she mattered to him, that he would consider her feelings and opinions.

But she was wrong, terribly wrong.

If he cared about her even a little, he would never have involved Ye Zhun, let alone kept her in the dark.

"Fu Xingzhou, don’t make me hate you," Ye Yan struggled and screamed, "Don’t make me hate you."

The bodyguard came over and injected a needle into Ye Yan’s neck.

The sedative took effect quickly. Ye Yan’s vision gradually blurred, and Fu Xingzhou’s figure moved further away, her mind going blank.

Fu Xingzhou held her in his arms, his face pressed against her neck.

Seeing him not moving, Geng Zhong cautiously asked, "Mr. Fu, the surgery?"

"Continue."

Geng Zhong got the message and closed the large door of the operating room.

Fu Xingzhou carried Ye Yan to the resting room and instructed the bodyguard to keep watch outside the door.

"Notify me the moment the lady wakes up."

The bodyguard nodded.

Fu Xingzhou took one last deep look at the door of the resting room. It felt like something had been hollowed out inside him, leaving it barren and filled with cold wind.

The thing he feared the most still happened.

The result he least wanted to face still occurred.

What should he do, what can he do?

Panicked and mentally unbalanced, it was like watching that hand, ultimately unable to grasp what he wanted.

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Ye Yan had a long dream.

The dream was covered in fog, no clear direction, unsure of where she was.

She shouted loudly in the fog and finally, she saw a familiar figure.

She recognized it was Fu Xingzhou, standing not far from her.

But when she tried to approach, he pulled further away.

No matter how she chased, he always remained ten meters away from her.

Suddenly, the fog dispersed, and everything around turned white.

The figure turned around; it was Ye Zhun.

Ye Zhun smiled at her, but as he smiled, blood-red tears suddenly flowed from his eyes. Immediately after, his entire figure was engulfed in blood-red fog.

Ye Yan woke up abruptly.

The familiar scent made her realize she was in a hospital, the ceiling and walls painfully white.

"Xiao Zhun."

Memories rapidly returned to her mind, and Ye Yan got up from the bed recklessly.

The headache was splitting, and it wasn’t getting any better over time. The effects of the sedative made her weak all over, and the small needle hole on her neck was subtly painful.

All these pains seemed to remind her that this was not a dream.

It was real.

Ye Yan glanced at her watch. Five hours had passed since she fell asleep.

Five hours? It was like a bolt from the blue.

She staggered through the door, and the bodyguard hurriedly followed: "Madam."

Ye Yan seemed neither to hear nor see him as she looked around for the operating room.

But this was a rest area; she looked around and couldn’t see where the operating room was.

"Operating room, where is the operating room?" Ye Yan rushed to a bodyguard, grabbed his jacket forcefully, her eyes bloodshot, and her voice hoarse, "Where is the operating room?"

The bodyguard was frightened by her demeanor.

The Dr. Ye he usually saw was always proud and aloof, speaking gently and softly.

At this moment, she was like an animal trapped in a desperate situation, baring her sharp teeth.

"The surgery is already done." The bodyguard lowered his head.

Already done?

Ye Yan’s legs gave out, and she almost collapsed to the ground, but fortunately, the bodyguard caught her, "Madam, be careful."

"Xiao Zhun, how is Xiao Zhun?"

The bodyguard paused: "The young master is still in rescue. Mr. Fu just gave him a blood transfusion and is now resting."

"I have the same blood type as Xiao Zhun. Take my blood," Ye Yan didn’t care about anything else, "Hurry, take me there."

Actually, Fu Xingzhou had already prepared a large amount of blood, but it still wasn’t enough.

In the end, he personally stepped in and quickly found a large number of blood donors.

After Ye Yan had her blood drawn, the bodyguard took her to the emergency room.

The light was on in the emergency room, and she didn’t know what was happening inside.

She couldn’t enter, nor could she disturb them at this moment. She could only lean against the wall, silently crying.

Her brother was only 16 years old; why did he have to go through all this?

She’d rather, that it was her lying inside.

She’d rather, suffer all the misery of this world for him.

The more Ye Yan thought about it, the more her heart ached like it was being sliced by a knife.

Her body, after the blood draw, could hardly hold up, tottering several times.

The bodyguard stood by, trembling with fear, worried she might suddenly fall.

"Madam, please sit down," the bodyguard stepped forward and said, "The young master will be fine."

Ye Yan didn’t speak. Her body slowly slid down the wall until she was sitting at the bottom.

Her eyes fixed on the tightly closed door, her gaze vacant as if she had lost all color.

She didn’t dare to imagine, if Xiao Zhun had an accident, what would she do?

In this world, her closest family member, the one she had depended on since childhood, if he really left her world...

Ye Yan buried her face in her arms.

It was like a believer waiting for the final judgment from heaven.

At that moment, the door to the emergency room suddenly opened.

A nurse walked out, "Where is the blood bag, is it ready?"

Ye Yan hurried over, "Nurse, how is my brother doing?"

Through the nurse’s shoulder, she saw the young boy lying on the emergency bed, his body filled with tubes and blood bags hanging from his arms, the red blood dripping drop by drop.

Falling into his body, it seemed like sulfuric acid corroding her heart.

"Xiao Zhun, I’m sorry, sister didn’t take good care of you." Ye Yan cried, "Xiao Zhun, you must pull through."

The bodyguard stepped forward to support Ye Yan, "Madam, they are still in resuscitation, we shouldn’t disturb the doctors."

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