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The car sped through the night, but my heart remained unusually calm.
The hospital building quickly loomed larger in my view, the blinding emergency lights stinging my eyes.
"Miss, we've arrived," the driver's voice pulled me back to reality.
I took a deep breath and opened the car door.
The cold night wind rushed at me, as if it aimed to freeze all my emotions.
"Miss Lin!" A familiar voice called from behind.
I turned to see Li Zenan approaching quickly, a look of anxiety on his face.
"Why did you come alone? I was going to pick you up," he said, reaching out to support me, but I subtly avoided his touch.
"No need for your concern," I replied coldly, striding toward the emergency room.
Li Zenan paused for a moment before following my lead.
"Your father's condition is not optimistic; the doctor said..." His voice was filled with worry.
I ignored him and pushed open the door to the emergency room.
The sharp smell of disinfectant hit me as I saw my father lying on the bed, his face pale.
The various instruments emitted a rhythmic ticking sound, like the countdown of death itself.
“Dad!” I hurried to the bedside and grasped my father's hand tightly.
In this life, I finally caught up.
My father slightly opened his eyes, looking at me weakly.
“Wang Qing... you’re here...” His voice was barely audible.
I held back my tears and nodded.
“Dad, you have to hang in there.”
My father's gaze swept over Li Zenan behind me, suddenly sharpening.
“ Zenan... you...” He struggled to speak.
Li Zenan quickly stepped forward, “Uncle, please don’t talk. Just rest well.”
A flicker of complex emotions crossed my father's eyes before he fell back into unconsciousness.
I stared intently at the fluctuating lines on the monitor, afraid to miss any subtle changes.
Suddenly, hurried footsteps echoed from the corridor.
“Dad!” Lin Wanyi's voice rang out, laced with a hint of feigned sobbing.
I turned around to see her rushing into the hospital room, panic written all over her face.
“Sis, how is Dad…?” She looked at me with tear-filled eyes, but there was a glimmer of familiar calculation in her gaze.
I shot her a cold glance. “The doctors are doing everything they can.”
Lin Wanyi nodded and reached for our father's other hand.
I narrowed my eyes but did not stop her.
In this life, I wanted to see everyone’s true colors for myself.
“Family members, please step outside. We need to conduct further examinations,” the doctor said as he entered calmly.
I released my father's hand and took one last deep look at him.
“Dad, I’ll be waiting for you outside.”
Stepping out of the room, I leaned against the cold wall and closed my eyes.
Memories from my past life surged like a tide—every scheme and betrayal that followed my father's death, each scene as vivid as if it had happened yesterday.
“Wanching, are you okay?” Li Zenan's voice came to me, filled with concern.
I opened my eyes and met his deep gaze.
Once upon a time, I had believed in this man so wholeheartedly.
"I'm fine," I said softly. "Li Zenan, do you think... Dad will pull through?"
Li Zenan fell silent for a moment before gently shaking his head.
"The doctor said... it's going to be difficult."
I bit my lip, forcing myself not to show any emotion.
"If... I mean if something really happens to Dad, what will happen to the company?"
A flicker of surprise crossed Li Zenan's eyes, but it quickly faded back into his usual gentleness.
"Wanqing, don't think too much. The most important thing right now is your uncle's health." He reached out as if to touch my cheek.
I slightly turned away, avoiding his touch.
"You’re right," I said quietly, but my gaze turned cold. "Right now, the most important thing is Dad's health."
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