Mr Gu's First Doting Marriage

Chapter 866: Chapter 867: Dad, I’m Sorry for You

Gu Qichen did not leave the hospital.

He just went to the balcony.

He lit a cigarette, then suddenly remembered that smoking was not allowed in the hospital, so he extinguished it.

Gu Qichen stood there, his fingers clenched tightly.

He only felt his heart was so uncomfortable that he wanted to tear it out and crush it.

Perhaps then it would never hurt again.

As a man, he felt utterly defeated.

He had won back Xia Yangyang’s person, but he could not gain her complete heart anymore.

He had also convinced himself that Xia Yangyang held a conservative, conventional attitude towards Gu Zhaohan, and she would not easily be with Gu Zhaohan.

But precisely because of this.

Xia Yangyang’s feelings for Gu Zhaohan were more about worldly constraints and rational drive.

However, Gu Zhaohan would not give up.

If one day, Gu Zhaohan really breached that barrier,

the relationship between them might be much deeper than what he and Xia Yangyang had.

After all, he was bothered by the relationship between Xia Yangyang and Gu Zhaohan.

But that person was Gu Zhaohan.

And Xia Ye’s doctor.

This made him feel very helpless.

Xia Yangyang stayed with Xia Ye all along.

Xia Ye woke up around six o’clock.

But he looked very weak and was running a high fever.

Seeing Xia Ye wake up, Xia Yangyang promptly asked, “Summer, how do you feel?”

“Mom, my head hurts.”

Xia Yangyang touched Xia Ye’s hair, “I know, just bear with it a bit, you will be better soon.”

In fact, Xia Yangyang was not certain when Xia Ye would get better.

With his condition, all the pediatricians were at a loss.

Gu Zhaohan also could not say for sure.

Perhaps Xia Ye’s condition might improve on its own after stopping the medication, but it could also worsen significantly.

Xia Yangyang said softly, “Mommy made you your favorite dumplings, are you hungry?”

“Mom, I’m not hungry, I don’t want to eat.”

“Xia Ye, you’ve slept for a very long time, you must eat something. It’s the corn and shrimp dumplings grandma made, your previous favorite.”

Xia Ye’s voice was weak, “Then give me a little bit.”

Xia Yangyang helped Xia Ye sit up.

Then brought the dumplings over.

Xia Ye really seemed to have no appetite.

Each bite was accompanied by a tight frown.

But he still struggled to swallow them, bite by bite.

Xia Yangyang felt very distressed watching this.

After eating only two, Xia Ye couldn’t eat any more.

Xia Yangyang did not insist.

Xia Ye lay back down and asked, “Where’s dad?”

Xia Yangyang said, “Dad was just here, do you want to see him? I’ll call him to come over, okay?”

Xia Ye nodded.

Xia Yangyang was about to dial the phone.

Gu Qichen just came in again.

Gu Qichen, seeing Xia Ye awake, hurried over, “Summer, you’re awake? How are you feeling, is there any discomfort?”

Xia Ye, however, shook his head, “You all don’t need to worry too much about me, I know I’ll be fine, I might just need to sleep a bit more and then I’ll be better.”

Xia Ye was very aware of his own situation.

Many times, when he realized he had woken up in the hospital, he was not alarmed.

The calmness on him, that seemingly accepting perspective on life and death, was as if there lived a composed elder in his body, not a five-year-old child.

Gu Qichen felt extremely sorry, “Xia Ye, it’s daddy who owes you an apology, for never taking good care of you, for all the suffering you have endured all this time.”

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