Under Jian Chenfeng’s wary and strict gaze, Shang Ke heart-rendingly and tragically welcomed his operation. In this period of time, he had tried to fall off the stairs, slip on soap in the bathroom, fall from the bed to the floor… But reality proved that trying to hit the back of his head was also a skill. The places he injured when he fell were mostly his butt and back; he would be injured all over but the back of his head survived until the day of the operation, even under his numerous “murder attempts”.
Of course, he didn’t forget to fight for his right to participate in extreme sports, but the result was that he was caught and dragged back by Jian Chenfeng every time he escaped. It was as if he had placed an informer in every single club and didn’t leave a single crack for him to squeeze through.
Despite all the things that Shang Ke had done, Jian Chenfeng was not suspicious of him at all. He only knew that Shang Ke’s condition was becoming worse; not only would he frequently feel dizzy and have nausea, his limbs would also become numb and weak, even walking was difficult sometimes. Due to Shang Ke’s worsening condition, Jian Chenfeng had simply moved into Shang Ke’s room and personally attended to him with the utmost care.
Although he had a sharp tongue, when he took action, he was unexpectedly patient.
Shang Ke couldn’t help but think that if he was a woman and had this kind of boyfriend, a life full of happiness and without any trouble would be such a simple thing. In the end, he also stopped torturing himself. If he died, he would just die, there was no need to torment the person by his side, he really couldn’t bear to do that.
He could die, but those that cared for him would feel grief and be sad because over him. His mission was just his mission, Shang Ke didn’t want to turn himself into a heartless madman who courted death.
On the day of the operation, the entire Jiang Family came, along with Jian Chenfeng and Jian Xin.
Shang Ke said to his parents, “Dad, mom, I want to say something to Jian Chenfeng alone.”
Jiang father and mother gave a few looks to Jian Chenfeng, then left the sickroom worrying a bit.
After only they were left in the sickroom, Shang Ke started to speak.
“Jian Chenfeng, if anything happens to me…”
“Nothing unexpected will happen!” Jian Chenfeng half squatted by the bed and tightly gripped his hand and continued, “That is, as long as you don’t suddenly snatch the doctor’s operation knife during the operation and stab it into your own neck.”
Shang Ke was speechless. “Anesthesia is used during the operation, just where will I have the energy to snatch the doctor’s operation knife?”
Jian Chenfeng narrowed his eyes, “So if they didn’t use anesthesia you really were going to snatch it?”
Shang Ke stopped talking. He wondered, was he really such a self-harming person in Jian Chenfeng’s eyes? Alright, from other people’s point of views, he really would look like someone who likes to harm himself…
At this moment, knocks came from the other side of the door. Jiang Donglin reminded from outside, “Yumo, your operation is about to start.”
“I’ll be done in a second,” Shang Ke shouted outside and then said to Jian Chenfeng, “Jian Chenfeng, promise me, if the operation isn’t successful, transplant my heart to Jian Xin. You know her situation is becoming worse.”
“Can you not forget her for a moment?” Jian Chenfeng angrily gritted out, “I can feel that you aren’t completely indifferent to me. Is it because we are both men that you don’t wish to accept me? Jiang Yumo, after your operation, let’s be together.”
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HEROIC DEATH SYSTEM
FantasyThis story is not mine. Thanks for the author and the translator. It was for offline reading
