At the doorway.
The doctor saw the situation inside through the crack in the door and did not enter.
Instead, he explained the situation to Li Qiuyun.
"This is a final surge of energy. The patient's body likely won't last much longer," the doctor said softly.
Li Qiuyun immediately burst into tears but covered her mouth to stifle the sound. The doctor patted her shoulder. Li Qiuyun trembled uncontrollably, looking at the face inside that longed to wake up even in dreams.
Yet, she dared not enter.
She was afraid.
Afraid that one moment she would be talking to Ziyu, and the next, Ziyu would be gone.
She admitted she was truly timid; she couldn't handle such a scene.
After all, Ziyu was her only child!
Li Qiuyun closed her eyes, tears soaking her hands.
Inside the ward.
Wen Ziyu was gently comforting Wen Yan.
He seemed not to care about his own health at all.
Wen Yan held his hand, "Sister is doing well. Sister has become a fashion designer and has many fans."
"Then sister, don't cry," Wen Ziyu looked at her, weakly raising his hand and giving a thumbs-up. "You are amazing."
Wen Yan felt as if her heart had shattered and reassembled, causing sharp pain.
She didn't dare to say anything else, to talk about what had happened over the years.
Wen Ziyu was very interested in these things and listened quietly.
"I'm married. My brother-in-law treats me very well. He even visited you twice," Wen Yan said, a smile appearing on her face.
Wen Ziyu, however, seemed a little nervous.
"He..." Wen Ziyu wanted to say something.
"What is it?" Wen Yan asked quickly.
"Sister, I've been a burden to you." His eyes were filled with sorrow as he looked at her.
A person with congenital heart disease like him was a burden to others just by living.
"Silly boy, I won't allow you to say that!" Wen Yan's tone suddenly became stern, and she gripped his hand tightly. "You are my brother, the most important person to me. Your brother-in-law likes you very much too and never thought you were a burden."
Wen Ziyu smiled but remained silent.
"Don't say such things again. We all like you very much, and one day, you will get better." As she said this, Wen Yan herself lacked confidence, but she emphasized her words.
A glimmer of hope appeared in Wen Ziyu's eyes.
"Okay, when I get better, I'll earn lots and lots of money to spend on sister and mom!" Wen Ziyu said earnestly.
"Mhm," Wen Yan smiled.
Her brother was still so sensible...
Liu Qiuyun couldn't hold back any longer and finally entered. The moment she stepped in, she couldn't stop her tears.
Wen Ziyu kept comforting her.
Compared to Wen Ziyu, Li Qiuyun seemed like the one who hadn't spoken for years. The moment she opened her mouth, she choked up and couldn't utter a complete sentence.
"Mom, I feel very good. I will get better," Wen Ziyu gently comforted her.
Li Qiuyun cried even harder.
She couldn't tell him.
They hadn't found a suitable donor organ.
He would die soon.
Seeing her mother crying so hard, Wen Yan felt a pang of heartache and helplessness. She said softly, "Mom, Yu has finally woken up. Can we stop crying now?"
"Yes, no crying. This is a happy occasion. I can't cry," Li Qiuyun forced a smile.
"Mom has worried so much about me," Wen Ziyu stroked her tears, his heart aching. "When I get better, I'll take Mom shopping, buy clothes, and get beauty treatments. Mom, you need to be happy."
"Okay, Mom will wait for you," Li Qiuyun said, smiling through her tears.
Wen Yan's heart also felt exceptionally heavy.
Every second, she was afraid that Wen Ziyu would close his eyes the next moment. Her heart was in her throat.
"I'll go get some water," Wen Yan stood up and went to the water dispenser.
Her phone suddenly rang.
It was an unknown number. Wen Yan wasn't in the mood to answer.
But the next moment, the other party sent a message.
[We've found a heart for your brother. If you want it, answer the phone.]
Instantly, Wen Yan trembled all over.
Where this message came from, whether it was true or false, Wen Yan had no time to guess. She immediately dialed the number. m..oΓg
A few seconds later, a strange male voice came through: "I'll wait for you at Liuhua Road Number Nine."
Wen Yan gripped her phone. The other party had already hung up before she could even ask.
Liuhua Road Number Nine.
It was a bar.
At this moment, it was very lively, with neon lights flashing and people dancing. In a corner, Wen Yan spotted a man in a suit.
Her heart pounded with the loud music.
"I'm here," she said.
The other party waved for her to sit down.
Wen Yan sat on the sofa, trying hard to see the man's face but only catching his silhouette. His attire was extraordinary; this man was either rich or noble.
He didn't speak but quickly produced a document.
Wen Yan looked at it.
Her heartbeat immediately became irregular.
Someone could truly save her brother!
Tears streamed down Wen Yan's face, but she maintained her composure. "How can I help my brother?"
"You're a smart one," the man chuckled. In the dim light, he was appraising her. "We've met before. Do you remember me?"
Wen Yan frowned. She had met him?
The atmosphere was tense. Wen Yan soon remembered. He was...
"You're Leng Xunze's brother!"
The man seemed to dislike this title. "I am the second young master of the Leng family."
"I'm sorry."
"It's alright. Knowing is enough. Then you should also know what I want."
He wanted that briefcase!
Wen Yan immediately looked at him warily. The man chuckled. "You look so cute when you're serious. I suddenly understand why he likes you so much. Don't worry, you're doing a good deed. Leng Xunze's father was a traitor. He was a nouveau riche who schemed to marry my mother, obtained a huge fortune, and then left. I'm doing this merely to make my mother happy."
"But that's Leng Xunze's property."
The man lit a cigarette. Smoke swirled around, making Wen Yan feel choked and uncomfortable.
He said softly, "Between an inheritance and your brother's life, which do you think is more important?"
Wen Yan instantly clutched her clothes.
Wen Ziyu's gentle face flashed in her mind.
Her heart ached intensely.
"Do you have an answer now? I'll give you two hours to steal the item. I'll give you an address. Deliver it here, and I'll arrange for someone to find a donor organ for your brother. Otherwise, today will be your brother's last day."
The man said indifferently, as if he were talking about the weather rather than a human life.
He then left.
As if he had anticipated Wen Yan's choice.
The surroundings were vibrant and lively, but Wen Yan felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar. She closed her eyes, Leng Xunze's face and her brother's face replaying in her mind.
A phone call interrupted her thoughts.
Li Qiuyun said in a low voice, "Wen Yan, where did you go? Why aren't you back yet? Your brother doesn't have much time left. Come back and be with him!"
Time is running out...
Wen Yan held back her tears. "Mom, I have something to attend to. You stay with brother for now. I'll be back soon."
Hanging up the phone, Wen Yan quickly got up and left.
She searched the house thoroughly but couldn't find the briefcase.
Could it be that Leng Xunze left it at the company?
If so, it would be difficult to retrieve!
Wen Yan's mood was complex and heavy. After a few seconds, she prepared to go to the company. As she swept her gaze across the desk, she suddenly noticed something amiss. A small box, just the right size to hold the briefcase. Wen Yan thought it was unlikely to be placed in such an obvious spot, so she hadn't searched there earlier. Now, she walked over and opened it. Inside, lay the briefcase.