Rebirth as the Richest Woman in the World
Chapter 796 - 797, see the last time (one more update)

Chapter 796: 797, see the last time (one more update)

His daughter had just entered the ICU, and his wife was now in the operating room. Duanmu Canghai stood outside the operating room door in a daze, looking as though he had aged more than ten years in an instant.

Right then, his cellphone’s ringtone sounded.

Perhaps due to some bond of blood, the caller was Duanmu Zhe.

Ever since hanging up the phone, Duanmu Zhe had felt uneasy, unable to concentrate on anything he was doing.

Duanmu Canghai stared at his son’s incoming call, not even knowing what emotion to use to answer this call.

Duanmu Zhe was in the military; logically, he should not be told the reality of the situation, but considering Duanmu Sheng’s condition, if he was not informed of the circumstances here, wouldn’t it mean they might not even see each other for the last time?

After much hesitation, Duanmu Canghai answered the phone.

"Hello..." Duanmu Canghai tried hard to suppress his emotions.

"Dad, what’s wrong? Did something happen at home?" Duanmu Zhe almost immediately detected something odd in Duanmu Canghai’s voice.

"Little Zhe..." Duanmu Canghai sighed, "Come back home, your third sister, she..." The rest of his words just wouldn’t come out.

"Dad, don’t worry! I’ll come back right away!" As soon as he said this, Duanmu Zhe hurriedly hung up the phone.

Duanmu Canghai sat down on a blue chair in the waiting area, his body covered in cold sweat.

Not long after, the light in the operating room went off again.

Duanmu Canghai immediately went to meet them, "Doctor, how is my wife doing?"

The doctor took off his mask, his expression calm, "Don’t worry, your wife will be alright. She’ll need to stay in the hospital for a few days for observation, but... she needs to rest completely, she can’t take any more stress."

"Okay, okay, thank you, doctor." Duanmu Canghai let out a sigh of relief and followed the medical staff into the ward.

In the ward, Zhou Jin lay on the hospital bed, her face deathly pale, her eyes tightly shut.

Duanmu Canghai picked up a towel to wipe Zhou Jin’s forehead, then made a round to the ICU ward, resting his powerless hands on the glass as he looked at Duanmu Sheng lying on the hospital bed.

Duanmu Sheng was wearing an oxygen mask, and no signs of life were discernible.

"Silly child, silly child..." Duanmu Canghai’s lips trembled as he muttered.

By now, Duanmu Sheng had completely fallen into a coma and couldn’t hear any sound; she was surrounded only by a deep sense of burning pain.

If she could choose again, she would never opt to swallow sleeping pills.

It was just too painful!

Duanmu Canghai stood in front of the glass, powerless, and it took him a long while to return to the regular ward; he feared Zhou Jin would panic if she woke up and didn’t see anyone around.

It was now past midnight.

Duanmu Canghai thought for a moment, then made a phone call to instruct the housekeeper to prepare some soup and bring it over in the morning.

After hanging up the phone, Duanmu Canghai fell back into endless pain, rubbing his temples.

His daughter’s fate hung in the balance, and his wife lay on a hospital bed...

Life seemed to have lost all its color.

Duanmu Canghai felt a restless urge to smoke a cigarette; just as he lit it, he realized he was in the hospital and quickly snuffed it out.

Just then, the door of the ward opened, "Dad, how’s Mom?" Duanmu Zhe, looking travel-weary, walked in from outside.

Seeing Duanmu Zhe and Mo Qingyi, a glimmer of light flashed in Duanmu Canghai’s eyes, as if he had seen a lifeline, "Little Zhe, Qingyi, you’re back."

"Uncle, is Auntie okay?" Mo Qingyi was also very anxious.

"She’s fine, you don’t have to worry," Duanmu Canghai’s voice was already hoarse, "but Sheng... she..."

Duanmu Canghai’s throat tightened, and he could hardly speak, "Sheng... she... the doctor said we should prepare for her funeral, Little Zhe, your sister... she might not make it through this time!"

At this, Duanmu Canghai’s emotions completely collapsed, and he embraced Duanmu Zhe, beginning to sob uncontrollably.

Duanmu Zhe was completely stunned; he had not expected Duanmu Sheng’s condition to be so serious...

Mo Qingyi covered her mouth in disbelief, tears streaming down; she had spoken on the phone with Duanmu Sheng just this afternoon...

How could things have turned out like this?

Thinking of Duanmu Sheng and seeing his father, who had once been as solid as a mountain, now in tears, Duanmu Zhe almost couldn’t control the rage in his heart. His fists clenched, his eyes bloodshot, his whole body shaking, he turned to Duanmu Canghai and shouted, "Dad! Don’t worry, I’ll get justice for my sister! I’m going to chop up that scumbag Shen Haoguang right now!"

With these words, he rushed out of the room, ablaze with fury.

Before Duanmu Canghai could react, Mo Qingyi grabbed Duanmu Zhe by the waist, "Duanmu! Don’t be rash! Now is not the time for recklessness!" her voice was thick with tears.

Superpower World was a place with strict laws; murder carried the death penalty, and given Duanmu Zhe’s special status, he couldn’t afford to act impulsively now.

Shen Haoguang was indeed a scumbag, but legally speaking, he had nothing to do with this incident.

The sleeping pills were ingested by Duanmu Sheng herself.

At most, Shen Haoguang was just a love scammer.

All debts can be repaid, except those of love.

If Duanmu Zhe did something now, it would only mean throwing himself into the fire as well.

That’s why Mo Qingyi had to stop him.

"Let go of me!" Duanmu Zhe struggled violently, emitting a towering rage from his body.

Mo Qingyi held on to Duanmu Zhe’s waist, her voice cold, "Duanmu, can you calm down, please? It’s not worth risking yourself for a scumbag like Shen Haoguang! If something really happens to you, what am I supposed to do?"

At times like this, she had to stay calm and not let Duanmu Zhe do something foolish.

"Qingyi’s right, now is not the time to be impulsive!" Duanmu Canghai also calmed down, looking at Duanmu Zhe, pleadingly, "Little Zhe, I’m about to lose your third sister, do you also want to make me lose you? If you do this, how are your mother and I supposed to live?"

"What about my third sister? Is she just going to let that scumbag bully her like this?" Duanmu Zhe also broke into tears.

No matter what Duanmu Sheng had done before, she was still his sister.

He couldn’t tolerate his sister being bullied like that.

"There will be a way, there will be a way," Mo Qingyi sobbed, "Good and evil will be repaid, and one day we will be able to avenge sister Sheng. Going to look for Shen Haoguang now will not solve any problems but may even cost you your life, it’s not worth it!"

In some cases, Mo Qingyi was much calmer than Duanmu Zhe.

Duanmu Zhe didn’t speak, his body trembling. Seeing his family like this, he really couldn’t bear it.

All he wanted to do was shoot that Shen Haoguang dead!

"Let me go! I’d rather it be an eye for an eye!" Duanmu Zhe was furious.

"Duanmu!" Mo Qingyi was scared, her strength was no match for holding back Duanmu Zhe.

"Little Zhe! Dad is begging you! Leave a way out for me and your mom." Duanmu Canghai pleaded in vain and knelt down directly in front of Duanmu Zhe.

"Dad, what are you doing?" Duanmu Zhe panicked, ignoring everything else, he also knelt down in front of Duanmu Canghai.

Father and son were kneeling face to face.

Both were in tears.

The scene was touching.

Mo Qingyi walked over to Duanmu Canghai’s side and pulled his arm, "Uncle, please get up."

Duanmu Canghai sighed deeply, stood up weakly, and Duanmu Zhe also stood up following his father, compromising, "Dad, don’t be like this, I won’t go then, isn’t that okay?"

"That’s good, that’s good," Duanmu Canghai gripped Duanmu Zhe’s hands tightly, "Little Zhe, a moment of patience may bring peace and stepping back may bring a broader perspective. Your third sister is already like this, me, and your mom, we can’t take any more blows."

At this time, he couldn’t let his son take any risks.

Duanmu Zhe’s eyes were red, and he nodded, "Dad, I understand, don’t worry, I won’t be impulsive anymore." At this point, Duanmu Zhe had gradually calmed down.

He couldn’t indulge in momentary satisfaction and ignore his loved ones.

"That’s good." Duanmu Canghai heaved a sigh of relief, wiped away his tears, "You go find a place to rest with Qingyi for a while. I’ll be enough here at the hospital, you can’t help much by staying here anyway."

"What about Sister Sheng? Uncle, we want to see her." Mo Qingyi clutched Duanmu Zhe’s arm, her eyes glinting with worry, who could rest at a time like this?

Duanmu Canghai, along with Duanmu Zhe and Mo Qingyi, found the doctor, put on special attire, and then the three of them entered the ICU together.

If not for the persistent beeping of the heart monitor, almost no one would believe that the person lying on the hospital bed was alive.

"Third sister..." Duanmu Zhe grabbed Duanmu Sheng’s hand and sobbed.

The person lying in the hospital bed was unresponsive, her hand icy cold.

That night, all three of them kept vigil in the ward, hardly sleeping.

The next morning, Zhou Jin woke up.

Her first reaction was to look for Duanmu Sheng.

Zhou Jin grabbed Duanmu Zhe’s hand anxiously, "Little Zhe, where’s your third sister?"

Duanmu Zhe gave a faint smile, reassuring, "Mom, don’t worry, the third sister is fine."

Zhou Jin’s body couldn’t take any more shocks, so Duanmu Zhe told a white lie.

"Really?" Uncertainty flickered in Zhou Jin’s eyes.

"Auntie, it’s true what Duanmu said, Sister Sheng is doing well now. You don’t have to worry. Auntie Wu just sent over some chicken soup, why don’t you have some first?" Mo Qingyi removed the lid from the thermos, poured a bowl of chicken soup, and brought it to the bed.

Seeing this, Duanmu Zhe immediately raised the bed and helped Zhou Jin lean against the headboard, "Mom, take it slow."

Relieved by the words, Zhou Jin sighed, "As long as she’s fine. I knew it, Sheng is a lucky child, she will definitely be alright. Where is she now? I want to see her."

Zhou Jin liked and trusted Mo Qingyi very much. Since Mo Qingyi had said so, then Duanmu Sheng must be okay.

"Auntie, have some soup first." Mo Qingyi sat down, spooned up some soup, and brought it to Zhou Jin’s lips.

"Okay." Zhou Jin opened her mouth and took a sip.

After finishing the bowl of soup, Zhou Jin continued, "Qingyi, can you take me to see Sheng?"

Mo Qingyi smiled softly, "Auntie, you can rest assured, Sister Sheng is really fine. The doctor has instructed that you need to recuperate quietly now; you can’t move around everywhere. If you really want to see Sister Sheng, you should recover well, and then we all can go see her together."

Mo Qingyi’s words made sense, and Zhou Jin relaxed, "Alright, Qingyi, I believe you."

"Mhm." Mo Qingyi nodded.

After Zhou Jin fell asleep, the chief physician responsible for Duanmu Sheng called everyone to the office, with a heavy expression, "The patient has only two hours left to live. She has been moved to a regular ward. You family members should take the time to see her for the last time."

Although he already knew the outcome, Duanmu Canghai couldn’t help but burst into tears.

Duanmu Zhe fiercely punched the wall, his whole body shaking.

Mo Qingyi took a deep breath, held Duanmu Zhe’s hand, and comforted him in silence.

The ward was silent.

Perhaps because there was no hope left for her, the doctors had removed her oxygen mask. Her breathing was weak, and life was at its end.

At this time, death was the only solace for Duanmu Sheng.

"Sheng, how could you be so foolish?" Duanmu Canghai clutched Duanmu Sheng’s hand tightly, pressing it to his face, imagining her full of life.

When Duanmu Sheng first grew teeth, first learned to walk, first called them mom and dad...

The more he thought about it, the more pain Duanmu Canghai felt in his heart.

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