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He wished so much that time could turn back, allowing him to return to the past and change everything.
At that moment, the operating room door finally opened, and the doctor walked out, removing his mask. Weary, he said to Cheng Bai, "Are you a family member of the patient?"
Cheng Bai jumped to his feet, his lips trembling. "I am... I am her father... Doctor, how is my daughter?"
The doctor sighed, his tone heavy. "We have done our best, but the patient's condition is not very optimistic..."
"What does 'not very optimistic' mean?" Cheng Bai grasped the doctor's arm, his voice sharp and piercing with agitation. "Doctor, please, you must save my daughter. She's still so young; she can't be in danger!"
The doctor gently patted Cheng Bai's shoulder, signaling him to calm down. "The patient is weak due to being born prematurely, and now she has developed pneumonia from a high fever. The situation is quite complicated..."
"Then... what do we do now?" Cheng Bai's voice trembled, filled with fear and helplessness.
"We will do everything we can to save her, but..." The doctor paused, his tone somber. "But the child's condition is serious; we need to be mentally prepared."
Cheng Bai felt darkness closing in around him; his legs went weak, and he nearly collapsed to the ground. He leaned against the wall to steady himself and hoarsely asked, "Doctor, please, you must save my daughter. She's still so small..."
The doctor patted Cheng Bai's shoulder again and reassured him, "We will do our best. You need to stay calm; you must be strong for your child."
Cheng Bai weakly nodded as he watched the doctor turn back into the operating room. He slid down onto the cold floor, covering his face with his hands as pain and despair engulfed him.
“Cheng Bai!”
My voice echoed at the end of the corridor, my hurried footsteps approaching with a suppressed sob.
Cheng Bai looked up, seeing my pale face and swollen eyes, clearly having cried all the way here.
“Keke…” I saw Cheng Bai, my voice choked, unable to say anything more as tears streamed down my face like beads from a broken string.
I rushed in front of Cheng Bai, grabbing his arm, my nails nearly digging into his flesh. “What happened to Keke? What did the doctor say?”
Cheng Bai opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but found himself unable to speak. He could only hold my hand tightly, conveying silent comfort and despair.
“Speak!” My voice became sharp. “What did the doctor say? How is Keke?”
Cheng Bai took a deep breath, trying to calm himself, and said hoarsely, “The doctor said… that Keke’s condition is not very optimistic…”
“What does ‘not very optimistic’ mean?” My voice trembled, filled with fear. “What does that even mean?”
Cheng Bai dared not look into my eyes; he lowered his head, his voice so low it was almost inaudible. “The doctor said… we should prepare ourselves mentally…”
“Mental preparation…” I repeated those four words softly, as if suddenly losing all strength, collapsing helplessly onto the ground.
I held my head in my hands, tears silently falling as my body trembled slightly from suppressed sobs.
The corridor was silent, filled only with my muffled cries and Cheng Bai’s heavy breathing.
I don’t know how long it had been when I finally lifted my head, wiped away my tears, and stared blankly in the direction of the operating room. My voice was hoarse as I asked, “How could this happen? How could this happen…”
Cheng Bai looked at me in despair, filled with guilt and pain. He stepped forward, wanting to hold me in his arms, but I pushed him away forcefully.
"Get away!" My voice was cold and piercing. "Don't touch me!"
Cheng Bai's hand froze in mid-air as he gazed at my eyes filled with hatred. His heart felt as if it were being tightly gripped by an invisible hand, causing him immense suffering.
"Jiajia, I'm sorry..." Cheng Bai's voice was hoarse, tears of regret filling his eyes. "I'm sorry, it's all my fault. If... if something happens to Keke, I... I wouldn't want to live either..."
"You have no right to say that!" I interrupted him, my tone icy. "If it weren't for you, Keke wouldn't..."
I didn't finish my sentence, but Cheng Bai already understood my meaning. His heart felt like it was being sliced by a knife, the pain making it hard to breathe.
Yes, if it weren't for him, how could Keke be like this? It was he who had destroyed his own happiness and shattered his own family.
Cheng Bai helplessly collapsed onto the ground, tears silently streaming down his face.
The lights in the operating room remained on, illuminating the suffocating despair and sadness in the corridor.
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