Cheng De glanced at his wife, his deep eyes filled with pain and disappointment. He gritted his teeth and said:
"Haochen, this unworthy son, actually used this method to resist me for a woman. I am so disappointed in him... I will see how long he can survive."
"Just feel sorry for your son. No matter how healthy he is, he is still made of flesh and blood after all. The doctor came over to help him infuse nutrient solution, but as soon as the doctor left, he pulled out the needle again. If he does this again, something will really happen to him."
Cheng De gasped deeply, his chest heaving with anger, and he glanced at his wife who was in tears.
He said, "He is so brave, let him endure it." Then he walked downstairs.
In the dim room, Cheng Haochen was lying quietly on the bed.
He closed his eyes tightly, and his usually heroic face was dull and haggard.
The lips were so pale that there was no trace of blood, and the lips were dry and wrinkled, like the land that had experienced a severe drought, cracked piece by piece.
Although he was fragile, his expression was infinitely quiet. The sunlight outside the window came in faintly, and his thick black eyelashes cast a faint shadow on his haggard face.
"Haochen..."
He gently opened his dull eyes, and in his dazed vision, his mother was sitting in front of the bed with tears streaming down her face.
"Mom... don't be like this." His voice was fragile and weak, almost silent, as if it was like the quiet air, floating in the air and quiet.
"Haochen, stop being like this. Eat something... If you keep doing this, something will happen to you..."
Cheng Haochen looked at his mother's tired face, tears streaming down his face, and felt infinite guilt in his heart.
He curved the corners of his mouth and struggled to hold up an invisible smile, "Mom, I can still hold on."
"Haochen, stop fighting your dad. You should cherish your body. Only when your body is well can you solve all problems."
"Mom, I said, if dad doesn't want to see Keqing for a day, I won't eat for a day..."
"Haochen, you and your father have the same personality, as stubborn as a cow... But if the stalemate continues like this, it will be very detrimental to you."