Chapter 940: You are not allowed to die
Chapter 940 You are not allowed to die
Pei Xiu nodded slightly to her to show friendship.
He is very good-looking. To be precise, the Pei family are all very good-looking. That kind of beauty is different from the stunning look of Xia Ling's previous life, but a feeling of being carefully crafted and restrained. At first glance, she doesn't think it is very outstanding, but if you look closely, you will find that every angle is perfect. Flawless. That is an outstanding gene that only the family of Zhongding and the House of Zhongding can possess after countless generations of survival of the fittest.
However, Xia Ling didn't pay much attention to this handsome young man. She still glared at Pei Ziheng angrily: "Why are you avoiding me?!"
Pei Ziheng did not answer, and only said to Pei Xiu: "You go out first."
The young man in an iron-gray suit bowed slightly to him and retreated.
The shabby ward door was closed, and Pei Ziheng asked Xia Ling: "What do you think of him?"
Xia Ling frowned: "What?"
Pei Ziheng changed the topic lightly: "The weather is nice today. I went for a walk in the small garden in the morning and there were daisies blooming. I remember one year you picked a lot of daisies to make tea, and the whole kitchen almost flooded. In the end, It took Ma Zhou a long time to tidy up before she returned to normal."
Thinking about the past, there was a smile on his gloomy face.
Xia Ling felt a haze in her heart: "Pei Ziheng, why are you admitted to such a remote and inconspicuous hospital, and why did you call Pei Xiulai? You...you are making arrangements for the funeral, right?"
He whispered: "No, don't think about it."
"You lied!" Xia Ling became angry, "Your illness was kept secret at all! Chu Chen and Zhou Ma have repeatedly warned me not to leak the news! Even Feng Kun and the others don't know, but what about you? Meeting Pei Xiu in the ward! Pei Ziheng... You are arranging a successor, right?"
He was slightly startled, with a trace of emotion in his expression, as well as an imperceptible sadness: "Stupid girl, I've always seen you careless in your whole life, why do you think so much now?"
Her nose was sore. She was not sensitive to these things before because he and Li Lei were here and she didn't need to worry about it at all. Besides, she doesn't care about power, fame or fortune. But it was different now. It was about his life and death, and the slightest disturbance could easily stir up her sensitive nerves.
She walked to the bed step by step, knelt down half-kneeling, and grabbed his cold hand.
"You are not allowed to find a successor, and you are not allowed to die."
He lowered his eyes and looked at her with a soft expression: "Okay, I won't die."
"you swear!"
"I swear."
She looked at him distrustfully: "The oath you swore is too simple. Make it again."
He smiled fondly, and time seemed to have returned many years ago. She had become the willful little girl in her memory, and he was still her god, her eternal hero and patron. Pei Ziheng reached out his hand and gently brushed the messy hair behind her ears, and said softly: "I swear, I will not die. If you violate this oath, just call me... and call Xiao Ling a long life." A hundred years old and a happy life.”
"Pei Ziheng! You!" She couldn't hold it back any longer and cried loudly.
What kind of oath is this? ! What kind of **** oath is this? !
"This doesn't count! It doesn't count!" she cried, beating him with her hands, "You scoundrel! You lie! You only swore like this because you deliberately tricked me! Pei Ziheng...Pei Ziheng..."
She cried so hard that her heart broke and she lost all strength. Pei Ziheng stared at her for a long time, with tears oozing out of the corners of his eyes. He tentatively held her in his arms. "Xiao Ling..." His voice was very soft and gentle, "I'm sorry that I can't accompany you for the rest of my life. I can't watch your child being born. I can't argue with Li Lei anymore... I'm sorry."
She shook her head: "I don't want, I don't want you to say sorry... I want you to get better, do you hear me?"
He hugged her tighter, neither speaking nor letting go.
If it can get better, who doesn’t want to get better? However, getting cancer is like a notice from the God of Death. How many people can escape? They all understood, so what if they swore an oath? In the face of fate, all words are pale and powerless. The girl in his arms was crying so hard that he almost fainted. After searching his guts, he finally came up with the words to comfort her again: "Xiao Ling, don't worry, the doctor said there is still a chance for surgery."
She stopped crying, raised her tear-stained face, and asked, "Really?"
He said: "Yeah." In fact, the risk of surgery is very high. It is not suitable for patients with lung cancer in the middle and late stages like his. Not only will it damage the vitality, but it is also very likely that the surgery will be ineffective and hasten death.
Whether you do it or not, the outcome is already determined.
Xia Ling was at a loss. Deep down in her heart, she understood that if things were really that simple, he would not have secretly summoned Pei Xiu without telling everyone to explain the funeral arrangements. But how much she wanted to believe him, it would be great if he could survive. Conflicted, she murmured and asked, "Why summon Pei Xiu?"
Pei Ziheng said: "Just in case. If something happens to me... I will always find a safe and reliable person to take charge of the family business, and treat you well." There are actually several candidates who can support the Pei family. In the end, he settled on Pei Xiu just because among all the candidates, he was the only one who had no prejudice against her.
Many members of the Pei family pride themselves on being famous. Before Xiao Ling's identity as a phoenix was revealed, they looked down upon her in every possible way - Pei Ziheng could not let someone who looked down on her inherit the position of head of the family. Only a person like Pei Xiu, who treats all living beings in the world equally, can continue to take care of her and be her supporter after his death.
Even if there is the Li family, there is also the Xia family.
But the more backers she has, the better.
Pei Ziheng cherished the long hair of the girl in his arms and told her: "I still have some money and real estate left to you. I have found a lawyer to make a will. It's not much, but it can keep you safe and prosperous in this life."
Her heart sank, he had thought everything through.
"Pei Ziheng, you are not allowed to die..." Thousands of words can only be reduced to this pale statement.
She began to accompany him, visiting him every few days, sometimes in the hospital, sometimes in the villa with red walls wrapped with ivy. His condition deteriorated rapidly, and he would cough and often vomit blood. However, he still went about his official duties non-stop, even busier than before.
Xia Ling felt a tearing pain in her heart, and she could hardly stand anymore.
On this day, she saw that he was sorting out financial reports again. Suddenly, she snatched the thick documents with her hands and said, "Pei Ziheng, do you want to die?! What's more important, your health or your official duties?! You can't take a good rest!"
She was the only one who dared to take the official document from him.
He looked at the empty palms, but was not angry. He only said to her patiently: "Xiao Ling, return the documents to me, be good. I don't have much time left, so I have to take advantage of the time I can still do this to get the documents back to me." Everything is…”
“You promised me not to die!” she interrupted him, choking.
(End of this chapter)