"I want to avenge them. I'll wait for you to come and kill me with my own hands, otherwise... the next one is the Ying family." Zhan Yan made a harsh speech, and a cold sharp flashed in his eyes. He looked at the door, "...Arranging her surgery as soon as possible. If you don't want to go, tie me up...and you must tie me up on the operating table."

The last word was left in the exhibition banquet and left the ward.

Every word she wanted to avenge Jiang Yushu, and if she stayed in the banquet, he didn't know what else he would do.

The outsider's exhibition banquet ordered the bodyguard: "Please give me the attention. No one is allowed to come in without my permission."

“Yes, President.”

In the office.

Xu Zekai wanted to atone for his sins, so he could only cure Zhuang Mingyue and let her live safely.

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, Zhan Yan smoked one cigarette after another, Xu Zekai turned on the ventilation to let the smoke disappear, "...I know you feel uncomfortable now. Since things have happened, I can only come up with a solution."

"You... you really don't look like you."

Exhibition Banquet: "When is the fastest time for surgery?"

Xu Zekai closed the document in his hand: "It's OK tomorrow, I'll be fasting tonight."

Zhan Yan pressed the cigarette butt in his hand and turned to him, "What is the chance of success in tomorrow's surgery?"

"..." Xu Zekai was silent for a long time, and finally said only four words: "Ten percent."

Only ten percent?

Xu Zekai pursed his lips, stood up, and walked to him, "It's been too long, and the tumor has pressed on the brain nerves. If... there is a slight accident during the operation, she... may become a vegetable, or may..."

Will die!

"All the changes are unknown, so... I... cannot guarantee it."

"I can only promise you that this time... I will do my best to save her."

Zhan Yan narrowed her eyes, with only bottomless darkness in her eyes, "Why do you still get cancer? She hasn't had the uterus removed surgery."

Xu Zekai replied: "Some causes are difficult to explain, and I have no way to answer."

Next was the silence of the two people.

As for why, do they really have no answer in their hearts?

It's just because there are some things they can't face.

Guilt, self-blame?

From the day when I decided to join the dealer, the banquet never thought about looking back.

These emotions would not appear at all in the previous banquet.

Because once he has feelings and is kind and ruthless, it will become his fatal weakness.

His hands were stained with blood and countless enemies. Once he was controlled, everything he had done before would fail.

So...he can only let himself put down these shackles.

He can achieve his goal by any means, even if he can even calculate everything, he will stand at the top of the pyramid.

But only...

Zhanyan never thought that he would have a different relationship with Zhuang Mingyue.

The strange and quiet atmosphere was broken by the nurse who rushed over.

"Doctor Xu is not doing well. Ms. Zhuang is clamoring to go out. She is in a very intense mood. She has fainted again now."

Xu Zekai watched Zhanyan leave with great strides.

He glanced at him and withdrew his gaze, he followed him out, "Have you checked? What's the result?"

The nurse followed Xu Zekai: "The patient's mood was too intense, causing brain hemorrhage. Other doctors have begun to prepare for surgery, and now they are waiting for you to go over and take the surgery."

Zhanyan rushed to Zhuang Mingyue's ward, and the doctor was preparing a sedative injection for Zhuang Mingyue.

The ward was in a mess, all of which were broken by Zhuang Mingyue, and there was still a pool of blood on the ground, and the nurse was still dealing with it.

Zhuang Mingyue was still awake, and her medical clothes were stained with blood. She was in a very weak state. But he had just left for a while, why... she became like this.

I felt a pain in my heart that I had never felt before.

Zhuang Mingyue breathed rapidly and struggled to take off her hand: "I said, I don't want to... undergo surgery, please let me go..." Her hand was pressed by the nurse.

Out of the corner of his eyes, Zhuang Mingyue's voice was cold: "You go out, I don't want to see you."

Zhanyan stood beside the bed and was in a difficult mood to tell, "Listen to the doctor and have surgery."

Zhuang Mingyue looked at him and sneered, "Then I... cursed myself and would not walk down alive from the operating table."

Zhuang Mingyue saw it, and saw a fleeting pain flashing in Zhan Yan's eyes.

Are you sad because you are about to die?

Zhuang Mingyue saw these things and felt they were sarcastic.

She never thought that the exhibition banquet was a person with emotion.

Exhibition Banquet: "Don't say these words in the future, you will be fine."

Zhuang Mingyue: "Do you say these words to comfort me or to comfort yourself? No one knows his body better than me..."

"Zhan Banquet, if I die one day, I will... curse you..."

"Everyone who loves you will leave one by one..."

And he died alone all his life...

Before Zhuang Mingyue could say the next sentence, because the sedative had already taken effect, she had already fallen asleep.

Everyone heard this, and no one spoke...

"The head nurse is ready." The nurse who walked over took the tools for cutting hair to the head nurse beside her.

The head nurse walked to Zhan Yan tremblingly and said, "Mr. Zhan, before the operation... we must shave off Miss Zhuang's hair, then skull-exit blood. If you don't shave, you will not be able to perform the operation."

Now the Zhanyan can only do what he wants when Zhuang Mingyue is asleep, "I'll come in person, you guys go out first."

The head nurse hesitated and finally agreed: "Okay, it's best to keep the time within fifteen minutes."

Zhan Yan's eyes kept falling on her face and never looked away.

When everyone goes out, they still don’t forget to close the door and leave the last space for them.

"I will let you live well."

Pick up scissors at the banquet...

Whether it is his hair or his whole body, Zhuang Mingyue is exquisite and beautiful.

The hair was covered with the fragrance of shampoo. During the period when she was in a coma, she was always there to clean and take care of her.

He knew that she liked to be clean, except for her bad mood, and when depression broke out, she would make herself mess up and give up on herself...

Twelve minutes later, the ground was full of Zhuang Mingyue's long hair that had been left for many years, and now it has all been cut.

He walked out of the ward with a person with almost no weight.

The nurse outside the door is ready for the surgical cart.

Zhan Yan gently put her down, "How long will the operation take?"

"I want it for two or three hours..." The head nurse didn't dare to say something too sure. They knew the condition. She could only say some comforting words: "Don't worry, Mr. Zhan, Miss Zhuang must be lucky and will have a good fortune."

Zhanyan watched her being pushed into the operating room...

At this time, Qi Cheng walked out of the elevator and reported behind Zhanyan: "President, Assistant Song has been taken away."
Chapter completed!