Zhai Cheng carried the things into the kitchen. Looking up, he said, "He didn't."
Rarely did the CEO speak up for him. The junior assistant was so happy that his mouth almost split from ear to ear. But seeing Song Ge's indignant look, he had to rein in his smile.
"Okay, CEO. I'll head back first."
After going out, the junior assistant instinctively patted his chest. He couldn't help wondering if this counted as overtime. The CEO should give him a raise, right?
After the junior assistant left, Zhai Cheng received a call from the hospital saying that Father Zhai's life was in jeopardy and he might not last long. They hoped the family members could come over to discuss.
Song Ge rushed to the hospital with Zhai Cheng. The doctor sat on the chair, pointing at a heart chart on the computer screen. "This is your father's heart. Look here, and then here..."
The doctor was using all professional terms. Song Ge didn't quite understand, but from Zhai Cheng's expression, she could tell that the situation wasn't optimistic.
"All in all, your father doesn't have much time left. I'm sorry. There's nothing we can do," the doctor's explanation sounded rather feeble.
Zhai Cheng shook his head. "Doctor, is there really no way? My father has already had a bone - marrow transplant! And there was no rejection reaction. He was recovering well, wasn't he? Why can't he hold on?" Zhai Cheng was on the verge of collapse.
Song Ge patted his shoulder. "Zhai Cheng, calm down."
Zhai Cheng was stunned for a moment. He wiped his face, looking guilty. "Doctor, I'm sorry. I was just too emotional just now."
"It's okay." After all, it was the loss of a loved one. It was normal for the family members to have a hard time accepting it. As doctors, they had seen too much of this and had become numb.
After coming out of the doctor's office, Zhai Cheng was in a daze. When he returned to his father's ward, he suddenly started to sob. It was impossible for a big, strong man to cry so easily. It was obvious that Zhai Cheng was really heart - broken.
Song Ge sat quietly beside Zhai Cheng, accompanying him. She thought it was better not to disturb Zhai Cheng at this moment. He was feeling bad, and crying could relieve his stress.
Zhai Cheng had been taking care of his father in the hospital for three consecutive days. His eyes were dark - circled and his stubble had grown out. He had changed from a handsome guy to a middle - aged uncle.
Song Ge felt heart - ache. She didn't want to see Zhai Cheng so decadent. In her heart, Zhai Cheng should always be that high - spirited young man!
Song Ge thought seriously. Maybe there was a solution. She didn't want Father Zhai to die even more than Zhai Cheng did.
Song Ge found Zhai Cheng. "Zhai Cheng, I want to tell you something." Zhai Cheng glanced at his father who was sleeping soundly. "What is it? Let's go outside."
"Okay."
The two walked to the ward door. Song Ge lowered her head. "Zhai Cheng, what I want to say is that there is still hope for Dad."
"What do you mean?" Zhai Cheng was a bit confused, and he had a faint feeling that something was wrong.
"I want to share some of my life value with Dad. Then he won't have to..."
"No way." Zhai Cheng refused before she could finish. "I don't want this."
"Why?" Song Ge was also very confused. "Don't you want Dad to live? Why don't you agree?"
Zhai Cheng put his hands on Song Ge's shoulders and looked at her seriously. "Listen, I don't want my father to pass away, but life and death are natural. That's your life value. I can't take it."
"But you used your life value to bind me too! Zhai Cheng, if you can sacrifice for me, why can't I?" Song Ge held Zhai Cheng's hands, her eyes firm. "Zhai Cheng, I'll be fine. I still have a certain percentage of my life value left, but Dad is different. This is the only way for him to survive."
Song Ge was right. Father Zhai really had no other way out. Even if he stayed in the hospital, he was just waiting for the time. Maybe he would die at any moment. Zhai Cheng was really afraid of his father's death, but he couldn't exchange his father's life with Song Ge's life value.
"Zhai Cheng, listen to me." Song Ge lifted Zhai Cheng's chin. "You don't have time to think. Dad doesn't have many days left. Please promise me, Zhai Cheng. I don't want Dad to die, and I don't want you to be sad..."
Because I'll be sad if you're sad!
Song Ge's eyes were red - rimmed. She was crying like a little rabbit, her shoulders twitching. She looked as if she had suffered a great injustice. She was extremely pitiful and endearing.
Zhai Cheng's heart immediately softened like a pool of clear water. He reached out and gently touched the corner of Song Ge's clothes. "Song Ge, stop crying."
"Promise me, okay?" Song Ge held Zhai Cheng's hands tightly with both hands and refused to let go. "Zhai Cheng, promise me."
"Okay." There were tears in Zhai Cheng's eyes. What good fortune did he have in this life to meet such a wonderful woman as Song Ge? It must be the blessing he had accumulated in his previous life.
After Zhai Cheng agreed, he quickly arranged for the operation. After all, with Song Ge's life value as a guarantee, Father Zhai's condition improved a lot after this operation. His spirit was just the same as before he got sick.
Soon, Father Zhai was discharged from the hospital. After getting home, Father Zhai asked Zhai Cheng to have a talk. He wanted to talk to his son about Mother Zhai.
Father Zhai patted the sofa, signaling Zhai Cheng to sit beside him.
Then he said, "Zhai Cheng, I've thought a lot during these days in the hospital bed."
"Not only about your mother but also about you." Father Zhai paused for a moment and continued, "Your mother has been traveling for a long time. I want to go abroad to find your mother and bring her back. Anyway, one should always return home."
"But Dad, the company..."
Father Zhai waved his hand, interrupting Zhai Cheng's unfinished words. "This is what I'm going to talk about next."
"I want to hand the company over to you to manage."
"Dad..." Zhai Cheng was a bit surprised. "You can still manage the company after you bring Mom back!"
"No." Father Zhai shook his head, looking at Zhai Cheng with a smile on his face. "I'm old. When people get old, they tend to be lazy. I've worked for so many years. It's the first time I've known that it's so comfortable to be idle." Father Zhai leaned back against the sofa. "Looking for your mother is indeed my purpose, but it's also an excuse. I've thought about this for a long time. Zhai Cheng, you'll agree with me, right?"
"But I'm afraid I won't manage it well..." Zhai Cheng's voice trailed off.
Father Zhai burst into laughter after hearing this. His eyes were full of certainty. He gently patted Zhai Cheng's shoulder. "You can do it, Zhai Cheng. I believe in your ability more than you do. I know best how capable my son is. Not to mention just one Zhai Corporation. Even if I give you ten more companies, you can still manage them in an orderly manner. Right?" Father Zhai had an inexplicable trust in Zhai Cheng.
Zhai Cheng had nothing to say. He grabbed his father's hand. "Okay, then Dad, you also promise me to come back early after you find Mom."
Father Zhai was very firm about this matter. Zhai Cheng couldn't refuse, so he had to agree.