Capítulo 1137: Chapter 1138: Yes, With Your Life as Paynt!
In the corridor, a sudden silence fell, as three generations stood frozen in place, unable to absorb the unexpected bad news.
After a long while, Li Yuan finally turned his head, looking at his father in front of him with hatred, “She was your wife who shared both joy and hardship, through decades of trials and tribulations, where exactly have you placed her? You didn’t even know she was ill!”
The last sentence, filled with endless anger from the depths of his heart, Li Yuan roared out, his shouting deafening, clearly echoing in the silent corridor.
Li Xiangyang was so defeated he couldn’t utter a single word.
He only knew that his wife had been feeling dizzy recently, sotis having fevers and colds, but every ti he asked her, she always said it was anemia, a cold, and considering the busy tis after the old man’s passing and the need to guard against Li Xiangyuan and his son’s ambitions, he simply paid no mind, nor had any ti to spare.
Thinking of this, Li Xiangyang painfully closed his eyes, never having imagined that his wife, at only 42, would one day leave this world before him.
“Yuanyuan, aren’t you a doctor? Can you research again, is there any way to save your mother? Also, can’t this disease be treated with a bone marrow transplant? Wouldn’t that save your mother too?” Beside him, the old Mrs. Li couldn’t help but burst into tears as she asked her grandson.
Li Yuan’s voice was icy cold. Even facing his grandmother, who loved him dearly, he was extrely depressed at this mont. After coldly uttering a few words, he turned and left.
“No hope!”
Saying that, he headed straight toward the intensive care unit!
No one was in more pain than he was at that mont; it felt like his heart was being ripped apart, unbearable, teetering on the edge of collapse and helplessness.
Watching his son’s departing figure, Li Xiangyang, after a slight pause, followed closely and arrived at the intensive care unit where his wife was, with the old lady following behind.
Looking at his son’s back in the ward, Li Xiangyang knew that his dical talent had been renowned in the dical community five years ago, known by all.
“Is there really no way to save your mother?”
Li Yuan’s back stiffened, suddenly turning around to shout angrily at Li Xiangyang, “Where were you all this ti!? If you had cared for her more, how could she have contracted such a rare disease, only discovered when she’s on the brink of death!”
Each reproach plunged Li Xiangyang into endless pain and self-bla, unsure of how to make ands now.
“Yuanyuan, you can’t bla your father. Since your grandfather passed away, he’s been busy managing the family’s financial affairs and dealing with so wily old shareholders, he—”
“So that ans ignoring the life and death of family mbers?”
One sentence left the old Mrs. Li speechless.
“Is there…a way to cure her?” Knowing his son resented him, yet at the mont, Li Xiangyang still desperately wanted to know if there was any way to save his wife.
Li Yuan was silent for a few seconds, abruptly turning his head to stare at Li Xiangyang, “There is — use your life in exchange!”
Those words were filled with his anger, yet Li Xiangyang did not refute.
“Alright.”
The old Mrs. Li, seeing this, couldn’t help but beco anxious.
“Yuanyuan, at this ti, can’t you stop acting on impulse?”
Li Yuan turned his head, glanced at his unconscious mother on the bed, then turned and left the ward, ignoring his father and grandmother.
In another ward, Mrs. Xiao had been waiting here for more than an hour, yet Huo Yishan still showed no signs of waking up.
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