"Otherwise, if left unchecked, and if all other treatnts and dications turn out ineffective, your condition will worsen progressively. Right now, it’s just paralysis in both knees. If it advances further, your limbs will start experiencing problems. Also, the severe pain you feel at night is caused by damaged neurons, indicating that many neurons throughout your body are beginning to deteriorate. So, we can’t delay any longer."
Hearing this, Gu Shaocheng didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
Originally, he had planned to give himself another month—securing the Gu Family firmly in his grasp, eliminating all hidden dangers, and then calmly undergoing treatnt. But who could’ve guessed that plans always failed to keep up with changes? His deteriorating body seed to be mocking him at every turn.
Leaning slightly against the pillow, he pressed on his brow helplessly: "Alright, now it seems I can’t delay even if I want to."
"Whatever treatnt you want to try, just do it. You don’t need my opinion."
"Since it’s co to this, whether you treat like a lab rat or an experintal subject, go ahead and ss with . Treat like a dead horse you’re trying to bring back to life."
His self-deprecating words ca without resistance. After spending the entire night coming to terms with it, by this morning, he had slowly reached a state of calm acceptance.
Besides, what opinion could he possibly have? Even if he had one, it would be pointless!
Before the paralysis, his mind was constantly filled with fear, dreading that disaster could strike him at any mont. But now that it had truly arrived, he realized he was the calst and most open-minded person of all. In fact, he felt a little more relaxed than before!
To accept reality—fine, he accepted it!
He had experienced everything there was in life, had danced on the edge of life and death countless tis. He refused to believe that this ti would truly bring him down. Even if he couldn’t stand up now, he firmly believed that with his willpower, there was no way this illness could defeat him!
His gaze fell on Chenxing’s face. Not seeing tears in her eyes—good, that was the one thing he feared most. He patted her hand: "Now it’s really as you wished; we’ll be living here long-term. Happy now?"
Chenxing: "..."
"Even if you’re not happy, give a smile. Co on, Chenxing, be good."
"How could I possibly smile?"
"Then cry for ." He lightly stroked her nose.
"I won’t cry. What’s the point of crying? It’s not like it’s a funeral." Chenxing took a deep breath, patting her chest to steady herself and mask the shock she felt. "You can’t walk—then I’ll be your legs. You can’t move—then I’ll be your hands. You can’t eat—I’ll feed you. You can’t speak—I’ll read your eyes. Why should I cry?"
If she cried, it would only be in her heart—never aloud. Crying outwardly would just suffocate the already oppressive atmosphere further. But the truth was, she couldn’t bring herself to smile either. The nightmares she’d had night after night had now beco reality, and the pain inside her was unbearable.
"See? I’m paralyzed, and she still won’t cry. This woman truly doesn’t love ." After teasing Chenxing, Gu Shaocheng turned to his brothers, all of whom had faces clouded with worry, and joked.
Bai Wuqing averted his gaze, entirely uninterested in playing along.
Nan Baihao and Yan Fengchi similarly couldn’t muster the mood to indulge his teasing.
Even though they were capable of commanding winds and waves in their own areas of expertise, when it ca to this unfamiliar field, they could only pin their hopes on the experts. All they could do was watch helplessly as their eldest brother put on a show of strength, while being utterly powerless to do anything else.
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