After Breaking Up, I Married the Dying Tycoon in a Flash-Chapter 353: Wishing Through Fleeting Years (Part 14)

But as Wen Jiao listened to Wen Yongwei’s words, tears surged even more uncontrollably.

She shook her head, choking out, "I’m not... I’m not a good daughter, I always worry you, I’ve done many wrong things, I’ve also been thoughtless, all these years, from childhood to now, I’ve never thought to share the burden on your shoulders, only knowing how to indulge in pleasure..."

Wen Jiao judged herself with the harshest words.

Yet Wen Yongwei’s gaze remained so kind, he gently said, "Jiaojiao, do you think... if Dad really wanted to train you into a so-called elite, making you capable like Bian Yue, would Dad have spoiled you like this?"

Wen Jiao shed tears, grievously pulling Wen Yongwei’s hand to her face, her voice trembling, "You want me to be a happy person."

"Yes, our Jiaojiao just needs to be a happy person," Wen Yongwei said, "Dad has worried over the Wen Family’s estate his whole life, just to let my precious daughter live a carefree life. Jiaojiao, you are Wen Yongwei’s daughter, my daughter only needs to be happy."

Wen Jiao held Wen Yongwei’s hand, placing it onto her own eyes, shielding her tearful eyes.

"I know... I know it all."

"Jiaojiao," Wen Yongwei looked at her lovingly, saying, "Don’t blame Dad for the matter with Zhaoli. Dad knows his body won’t hold on for many more days, Dad needs to make sure that even when Dad is gone, you can still live without worries. I understand that the contract is very unfair to Zhaoli, but... you are my daughter, I can’t manage others."

Wen Jiao nodded continuously, her great wails leaving her unable to speak.

In this moment, Wen Jiao finally understood why, in those melodramatic love stories full of coincidences, there’s always a male lead who, facing his parents’ last wishes, agrees to marry someone he doesn’t love.

Because no one can remain calm after the departure of their loved ones and still manage to refuse.

Wen Jiao thought, no matter what Wen Yongwei said to her now, she would agree.

"You and Zhaoli... treat each other well, don’t bully him. He truly loves you very much." Wen Yongwei said, "Have a good life."

Wen Jiao nodded, she said, "I will."

Wen Yongwei smiled contentedly, he said, "Jiaojiao, go call Zhaoli back, don’t bother the doctors anymore, let’s go home."

Wen Jiao was jolted, releasing Wen Yongwei’s hand.

Her eyes, already swollen from crying like walnuts, looked at Wen Yongwei as tears streamed down ceaselessly, "Dad! How can you not undergo examination! If you don’t undergo examination, how will your body get better."

"Jiaojiao, Dad’s body won’t get better anymore," Wen Yongwei looked at Wen Jiao reluctantly, he said, "No one can escape death, you understand?"

"I don’t want to! I don’t!" Wen Jiao cried until she broke down, covering her face, tears seeping through her fingers, her shoulders shaking, on the brink of collapse, "I don’t want you to be discharged! I don’t!"

"Be obedient!" Wen Yongwei’s gaze grew increasingly resigned: "Jiaojiao, you can’t be so thoughtless! Dad now only has this one wish, Dad wants to leave the hospital."

Wen Jiao didn’t understand.

She cried and screamed, just like the moment she was provoked by Shen Jinci, now she was also breaking down and going crazy.

"No! It can’t be done! You cannot leave the hospital!"

When Shen Zhaoli returned with the attending physician, Wen Jiao’s state gave those doctors quite a shock.

Shen Zhaoli’s face changed, he strode towards Wen Jiao, wrapping her into his arms, consoling the girl who was in the midst of a breakdown, over and over, filled with patience, "Jiaojiao, take deep breaths, stop crying."

Wen Jiao’s broken sky seemed to be stitched together a bit by someone at this moment.

She calmed down slightly, but still clung to Shen Zhaoli, refusing to let go, speaking with a voice full of grievance, "Dad refuses to see the doctor... Dad won’t... he wants to be discharged! Zhaoli! The doctor said his condition is very bad, he can’t be discharged now, he can’t!"

"I know! I know," Shen Zhaoli said. "I will handle this matter now. Don’t worry, Dad won’t be discharged from the hospital just yet."

Wen Jiao finally calmed down.

She didn’t know what exactly Shen Zhaoli had said to Wen Yongwei.

But Wen Yongwei, originally persistent about being discharged, chose to give in.

However, the condition was that Wen Jiao would go home with Shen Zhaoli today.

Wen Jiao agreed.

She returned home with Shen Zhaoli, wandering upstairs like a lost soul.

Shen Zhaoli quickly followed her.

Given Wen Jiao’s current state, Shen Zhaoli didn’t feel at ease letting her do anything alone.

So, he said, "Jiaojiao, how about I help you bathe? After a bath, we can get some good sleep."

Wen Jiao nodded, obediently responding, "Zhaoli, can you try persuading Dad again tomorrow? Ask him to accept the treatment, saying there could be a turn for the better; we can’t give up like this."

Shen Zhaoli looked at Wen Jiao’s haggard, crumbling face.

All emotions at this moment turned into bitter wine, hard for Wen Jiao to swallow, just human nature.

"Let’s take a bath first, then we can talk afterwards, okay?"

Wen Jiao nodded, with an obedient manner.

Shen Zhaoli bathed her, then carefully dried her off, put on her pajamas, and dried her hair. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

While doing all these, Wen Jiao let him take care and was very cooperative.

Once everything was finished, Shen Zhaoli tenderly stroked Wen Jiao’s hair, and softly asked, "Do you feel sleepy?"

Just as Shen Zhaoli expected, Wen Jiao shook her head.

"Then let’s go to the study. I discussed Dad’s condition with the doctors today. Shall I tell you about it, hmm?"

Wen Jiao agreed.

The two of them went to the study, sat down, and Shen Zhaoli spread out some documents and medical records on the desk.

"Jiaojiao, Dad’s condition has progressed to the worst stage, a comprehensive organ failure. If you have Dad undergo a physical examination, accept the so-called treatment, there is only one outcome. He’ll become a vegetative person without consciousness, sustaining life in the ICU through nutrient solutions and tubes. If you call him Dad, he won’t respond to you."

Wen Jiao was held in Shen Zhaoli’s embrace, and he could clearly feel the girl in his arms trembling.

With reddened eyes, she pleaded, "Zhaoli, I want to sleep now, I don’t want to listen anymore."

Shen Zhaoli firmly hugged Wen Jiao, gazing into her panicked eyes, "Of course, we could continue using such extreme methods to keep Dad so-called alive, but Jiaojiao, this is your father. You should understand him very well. Do you think he would want this kind of life?"

"He doesn’t need it..." Tears fell from Wen Jiao’s eyes.

"Right, he doesn’t need it." Shen Zhaoli gently wiped her tears away, and said, "Jiaojiao, let’s bring Dad home. In his days still with consciousness, to accompany him to live well is better than anything."

Wen Jiao’s heart shattered into pieces; she was too upset to speak, yet she used her last ounce of strength to nod.