Ye Hao approached the doctor and nodded his head slightly.
He had never thought that Han Xue was his wife but they were still legally married to each other.
âHello, please sign here. Your wife might have survived past the critical period but sheâs still very weak. Please donât say anything that might agitate her even further later. Please try to let her seek proper treatment during this period and avoid aggravating her condition even further. Otherwise, she might even attempt suicide once again,â the doctor said. He knew that it was common for people to attempt a second suicide after their first attempt had failed.
Han Xue had been found in time but it was hard to say what her fate would be the next time.
Ye Hao nodded and signed his own name.
He looked very depressed under the lamplight. He hadnât expected Han Xue to resort to such extreme measures.
âDoctorâ¦â a sixty-year-old man rushed out from the crowd and gripped the doctorâs sleeves tightly.
âDoctor, how is my daughter doing?â the old man asked. His name was Yang He and he was Han Xueâs father. Although he had never publicly acknowledged her as his daughter, he still doted on her and would give his daughter a large allowance every year.
âDonât worry, she has already pulled through the critical stage,â the doctor said gently when he saw that he was talking to an elderly man.
Elderly people would not be able to handle such a shock.
âThank you, Doctor,â Mr. Yang said gratefully as he held the doctorâs hand.
He had rushed over the moment he heard that his daughter had attempted suicide.
Han Xue was transferred to a VIP intensive care unit and she looked extremely haggard because she had lost a lot of blood; even her lips were pale and parched. She was still undergoing a blood transfusion and the monitor beside her bed reflected her current vital statistics.
Han Qing sat beside her bed and gripped her daughterâs hand tightly as tears rolled down her cheeks.
âMy precious girl,â she said through sobs, âWhy were you so silly? What would I do if you were to pass away? Why must you resort to such foolish measures time and time again because of that man? Why didnât you consider my feelings before you did that? Why were you so silly, my child?â
Han Qing eked out those words through sobs and her voice was so hoarse that it sent shivers down oneâs spine.
Ye Hao stood nearby and his face was extremely cold. There was no trace of sorrow on his face but he looked very dispirited.
He didnât say anything, neither did he approach her sickbed but he continued standing while leaning against the window. It wasnât until his mother tugged on his sleeve that he was pulled out of his reverie.
âAh Hao, letâs have a talk,â Xia Jingshu said solemnly. Her face which was no longer youthful looking in the first place suddenly looked like it has aged by several years and a few more wrinkles had appeared on her forehead.
The household was in such shambles that she didnât have a chance to enjoy the companionship of her loved ones in her later years.
Xia Jingshu and Ye Hao entered a resting area and they both looked equally listless under the lamplight.
She heaved a long sigh before she shook her head.
She looked at her son and her eyes were full of pain and helplessness.
âAh Hao, Iâm sorry!â She suddenly apologized to her son.
This was all her fault. She had forced her son to marry Han Xue which in turn made her in-laws with the vicious and vindictive Han Qing. She was also apologizing for urging her son to divorce He Xiyan in the past which was the cause of her sonâs unhappiness over the past few years.
She had been the cause of everything.
Ye Hao was surprised by his motherâs sudden apology. Then, he reached out to take his motherâs hand and shook his head.