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"Mom? It's time to eat," Ke Jie said softly.
Zhang Huizhi glanced at the food on the small table, feeling weak. It was takeout again. "Where's Mo Kai Liang? Is he not cooking for me anymore? His food is so much better."
With a sigh, Zhang Huizhi blinked, devoid of appetite.
Ke Jie looked at Zhang Huizhi, whose complexion had turned pale. In just two days, her health had deteriorated rapidly. Not only did she lack energy and spirit, but her reflexes had also slowed down.
He had consulted a doctor, but they were unclear about her symptoms. Even now, they had not identified a specific cause for her condition.
Ke Jie picked up some vegetables and brought them to Zhang Huizhi's lips. "Mom, you need to eat a little. The doctor said it's not enough to rely solely on IV fluids to maintain your strength."
Zhang Huizhi slowly turned her head to look at him, her gaze still vacant. "What about Tong Le? What about Lan Qingqing? Their children? They are our Ke family’s flesh and blood; you need to keep them close and raise them."
Ke Jie felt a chill run through him. It was clear now that not only was Zhang Huizhi's body failing her, but her mind was also slipping away; she was clearly confused. Just yesterday, he had explained to her that Tong Le was not pregnant at all and that Lan Qingqing had threatened him regarding the child, yet Zhang Huizhi could not remember anything he had said.
Suppressing his emotions, Ke Jie tried to reassure her. "Mom, let's eat first. We can talk about the children after."
Zhang Huizhi thought for a moment and nodded. "Okay, let's eat."
She began to feed herself, and Ke Jie left the hospital room. He felt like crying but held back; as a man, he didn't want to show weakness.
He made his way to the doctor's office and explained Zhang Huizhi's condition to the attending physician.
The doctor looked troubled and ultimately suggested transferring Zhang Huizhi to a larger hospital for further examination. He believed her condition did not resemble typical bodily degeneration or illness but rather seemed like poisoning.
Ke Jie felt frustrated with the doctor; after so long, they couldn't even determine the basic cause of her illness. Just as he was about to express his anger, a nurse rushed into the office, panic evident on her face. "Zhang Yi is in trouble!"
The doctor hurried out of the office with Ke Jie following closely behind, realizing they were headed straight for Zhang Huizhi's room.
Ke Jie ran to the door of the room where people were frantically trying to save her. Inside, Zhang Huizhi lay on the bed, foaming at the mouth, blood streaming from her nose, her eyes wide open and staring blankly at the ceiling.
Hurry! Ke Jie heard the familiar sounds of medical equipment from dramas—a piercing sound that stretched infinitely long—signifying that the patient’s life was nearing its end.
He burst into the room, heart-wrenchingly calling out for Tong Le. "Mom!" he screamed in anguish as he stared at Zhang Huizhi lying motionless on the bed.
Zhang Huizhi maintained a posture as if clinging to life; her body stiffened slightly as if she were trying to rise. Her eyes remained open in a ghastly stare, as if she realized in those final moments why she was dying yet felt an overwhelming sense of unwillingness.
Ke Jie witnessed Tong Le's struggle and eventual demise until she was declared dead.
He rushed up to the attending physician, grabbing his collar in a frenzy and demanding answers. "Why! Why did my mom have to die just like that? Why!"
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