Chapter 12 — Forced to return 80 tables, I overturned the divorce table and left them empty-handed

14 Your name is my light Lam Trach Than was transferred to the most high-class VIP room of the hospital, inside and outside there were bodyguards dressed in black, the atmosphere was so strict that it made people suffocate. His mother strictly ordered me not to step even half a step closer to the hospital room. The two bodyguards directly "invited" me to the end of the hallway, their attitude not being polite at all. I didn't leave, just quietly sat down on the nearest bench, away from a heavy door, looking at him inside. I know, he is there, struggling with death every moment, and I... can do nothing but wait and pray. The girl named Manh Dao, his fiancee, came to me again, looking as arrogant as a blooming peacock, her eyes full of contempt.

"I advise you to give up. You and Mr. Trach Than are not from the same world. People like you only bring bad luck to him."

“When he wakes up, I will let him see your true face clearly.”

I raised my head to look at her, her face was beautiful but so cold that it blinded others, and I no longer had any interest in arguing.

"Are you finished talking? If you're done talking, please leave, don't bother me."

My coldness made her lose all interest, leaving only anger with no place to vent, she turned around and left. Time passes so slowly that it makes people crazy, every hour and minute lasts like a never-ending torture. One day, two days, three days, Lam Trach Than still hasn't woken up. The doctor said his body function is gradually decreasing, and if this continues, the situation will be very bad. His mother cried every day, inviting all domestic and foreign experts to consult, but they all shook their heads helplessly. They say, the patient's will to live is something that modern medicine cannot interfere with. That night, I sat alone in the hallway, so desperate that I could barely breathe, every memory of him kept repeating in my head. The first time he stood up for me at the company, the time he introduced the best lawyer team to me, the time he said I reminded him of his mother, and the words... "you deserve better." That man was like a ray of light, shining into my darkest years, and now... that light is gradually fading. No, I can't let you give up like that. Late at night, it was quiet, when everyone had gone to rest, I quietly walked around the bodyguard and stood in front of his hospital room door. I didn't dare step in, I just gently leaned my forehead against the cold door, my voice was so small that it seemed to disappear into the air.

“Lam Trach Than… did you hear it? It's me, To Van.”

“You can't sleep, you have to wake up, you said you would hand over the project to me, you haven't seen me standing at the negotiating table to win for you.”

"You can't give up like that, Chu Le has been captured, she will pay the price, I remember everything you did for me."

“You say I deserve better, but without you, what's the point of it all?”

“Lin Zechen… can you wake up? As long as you wake up, I can do anything.”

"I haven't even had time to say thank you, haven't even had time to say... meeting you is the luckiest thing in my life."

My tears fell silently, seeping into the door cold. At that moment, inside the hospital room, the vital monitoring device suddenly sounded regular "tick... tick..." sounds. I was stunned. Right after that, the door opened, and the nurse on duty looked at me with both surprise and joy.

"Miss To! General Manager Lam... his finger just moved!"

15 Take my last name, call Lam Trach Than to wake up. That news was like a spring breeze blowing away the gloomy atmosphere in the hospital. His mother was so happy that she cried, Manh Dao also tried to appear emotional, and the doctors immediately fully examined him. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, they said this was a miracle, a strong will to live that pulled him back from the boundary of life and death. Only I know, it's no miracle. It was you... who heard me calling. After waking up, the first thing he did was look for me. His eyes scanned everyone but he couldn't see me. He spoke hoarsely and weakly asked his mother.

“Where is To Van?”

His mother's face looked unnatural.

“She… is outside.”

“Let her in.”

His voice was very light, but carried a certainty that could not be denied. His mother hesitated for a moment, then finally walked out into the hallway to look for me, her eyes complicated and unpredictable.

“My son wants to see you.”

She said coldly. I followed her into the room that I had been guarding for three days and three nights. Lam Trach Than lay on the hospital bed. Because of his back injury, he could only lie on his side. His face was still pale, his lips were dry and chapped, but his eyes... were terrifyingly bright.