After the whole family arrived at the hospital, Zhang Ni was extrely anxious. That was his mother—how could he not be anxious?
"Forget it, forget it. I don’t want to argue with you anymore about these things. You’d better pray that nothing happens to my mom. If sothing does happen, I will never forgive you. You, more than anyone, know how much I care about my mother. Over the years, she has always been by my side. What she has given is sothing no one else could ever provide. Her love for is the most genuine emotion that resides deep within her. During my most difficult and trying monts, my mom gave the best encouragent and the bravest support. She has been my strongest pillar. No matter what mistakes I made, she has never turned her back on like this. But this ti, I am utterly disappointed. Can you not consider the feelings of your family when making these choices? Can you not think about whether the people around you are being hurt by what you’re doing?"
When the doctor finished the examination and ca out, he delivered the news plainly to Zhang Yichen and the others: "Your wife does indeed have depression, and the symptoms are quite severe. It’s likely been going on for so ti. The imnse pressure she’s been under could have driven her to this point. As family mbers, you should spend more ti with her. Talk to her, stay by her side all the ti, and don’t leave her alone in a place surrounded by those blank, white walls. She cannot handle that level of isolation.
If you don’t want her condition to worsen, then I urge you to follow my advice. Be there for her, talk to her, and encourage her. Don’t let her carry all the burdens alone. She is no longer the person she used to be—her capacity to endure has been gradually diminishing. She has locked away her heart. If her recovery goes well, she might return to her forr self. But if the situation worsens, she may end up spending her life with the emotional state of a frightened three-year-old child, never feeling happiness again!"
When Zhang Yichen heard the doctor say those words, he felt close to collapse. He hadn’t anticipated that his montary negligence would make his wife suffer so deeply. If he had just cared for her more back then, just spent more ti talking to her and prioritizing her over his own affairs, would things have ended differently?
But he knew full well there is no such thing as a redy for regret in this world.
Perhaps all he could do now was stay by her side, talk to her, focus entirely on her, and never leave her—trying to help her return to the way she was. He couldn’t bear to watch her beco who she was now: an unrecognizable shell of herself, just sitting there blankly, disoriented and numb. Seeing her this way tore at his heart. This was the girl he had chased for ten years with relentless effort, finally winning her love, only for her to end up like this. And this outco, this painful reality, was entirely the result of his own actions. Did he want this kind of outco? Truly?
anwhile, Zhang Ni was absolutely infuriated with his father this ti. Never in his life had he seen his father silently stand by like this. What kind of logic could justify his father neglecting his own wife in this way? His mother had beco depressed, isolating herself entirely from the world, locking away her heart, refusing to open up to anybody. Maybe, in his father’s mind, this was the best resolution—it ant his mother no longer had to face endless suffering. But how was he supposed to deal with this emotionally? And what would the great-grandfather say when he found out about this?
"Dad, is this what you ant when you said you’d take good care of my mom at ho? This is how you care for her—letting her end up hospitalized like this? She’s been sick for so long, and yet, as her husband, you didn’t notice a thing. I truly don’t understand what you’re so busy with all day long. Are those so-called profits really worth more to you than your own family? You were willing to give up grandpa and grandma for great-grandpa, but why won’t you even try to give up your gains for mom?
If you think this current result is truly what you wanted, then I have nothing more to say. Now that things have co to this, it’s entirely up to you what happens next. If you truly intend for her to live well going forward, then reflect on yourself and figure out what you need to do. If you still choose to prioritize profits and continue hurting her, then leave her in the hospital permanently. At least that way, she’ll suffer a little less and won’t have to endure a miserable existence. She’s living in agony—so worn out because of everything she’s sacrificed for this family. You understand that better than anyone. And yet, this is how you’ve treated her? Your neglect caused her to end up like this. Do you even realize how dangerous her condition is? Do you know she might have thoughts of suicide? If my mom takes her own life at ho and you don’t even notice, then when I lose her, what do you expect to do?"
"Son, this is indeed my oversight. Rest assured, moving forward, I will keep a close eye on your mother and will never leave her side again. I will also give up so of my pursuits for her sake. Will that make you feel at ease?"
"But please try to understand my work as well. If I want this family to survive, I need to work hard. And working hard for this family may inevitably result in prioritizing profits over caring for my loved ones at tis. I cannot accommodate everything and everyone all the ti. If I truly let go of everything for the sake of my loved ones, then what happens when I have a family but can no longer support it? At that point, do you think it’s the kind of life you could bring yourself to endure? You’ve already grown used to luxury and abundance—and I’ve grown accustod to striving at the peak of life. But if a small misstep were to drag into hell, would you be satisfied? If it were , I definitely wouldn’t be able to accept that!"
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