Chapter 4 — Heartless Husband

Mom's eyes turned red: "This stupid girl, she must have just walked around in front of the Devil's Gate, thinking she couldn't find her way home, right?"

"I didn't go anywhere. I was working overtime at work and had a brain attack. The doctors said I couldn't be saved anymore, but luckily we didn't give up!"

I slowly raised my arm, looked at the healed skin, and touched my chest. The body is perfect, undamaged, without wounds, and without pain. It's just that the wrinkles on their parents' faces and the gray hair on their heads are much more numerous. I parted my lips, my voice hoarse: "How long have you been in a coma?" The doctor said: “Seven days.” It turned out it was only seven days. Luckily it's only seven days. If seven years have really passed, how can parents endure it? I threw myself into their arms, tears falling uncontrollably: "Mom, Dad, I thought I would never see you two again!" Dad patted my back.

“As long as you're healthy, that's fine. Be obedient and rest, I'll make you delicious food and nourish you properly!”

Mom wiped her tears: "I'm going to get clothes for you to change into, we..." I instinctively grabbed their hands, afraid that if I blinked, they would disappear again.

“Mom and Dad, I want you two to be with me.”

The doctor also spoke up: "Let's do a check-up later, monitor until tomorrow morning, and confirm that there are no problems, we can leave the hospital. Now she hasn't eaten anything in a few days, so she has to take it slow, just eat some frugal food, can't be in a hurry." Parents bowed their heads and sniffed: "Yes, thank you, doctor." Not long after the doctor left, the nurse pushed me for a full body check-up. The next morning, the doctor smiled and said we could leave the hospital. I almost couldn't wait to feel things about the real world anymore. Father pushed the wheelchair, I felt the cool air carrying the scent of flowers. It's good to be back. Seven years in the military world was like a dream. When I woke up, it all disappeared. From now on, I am To Van Chi, I will live to be a hundred years old, be loved by my parents, have money in my pocket, and will never be heartbroken because of love again! Elsewhere, in the world of Ha Lang Chau, a military doctor was kneeling in front of To Van Chi's bed.

“Major General Ha, Mrs. Ha gave birth repeatedly, her body was damaged, her heart and veins were congested, she was not able to rest properly, her vitality and blood were exhausted, and she passed away.”

【Chapter 6】 With a bang, Ha Lang Chau kicked the military doctor away.

"No way! Van Chi's body is very good, how could it be... how could it be like that!"

But after that, comes regret. It was he who knew clearly that from the day To Van Chi gave birth until now, the first day he lost the baby, then he went through the rain to perform the funeral, kneeling down to pray for blessings. The second day, he took advantage of his weak body to attend a birthday party, only to have eighty-one pins covered in wounds on his body, and saw with his own eyes the child's remains being crushed into ash. Today, she was even stripped of her heart and soul by him. Her blood kept flowing, never stopping for even half a moment. But he pretended not to see, hypnotizing himself. Even when she said she would die, he still thought that her body was strong and there would be no problem. He had never been so regretful, nor had he been so heartbroken. Just think of the girl who once looked at him and smiled innocently and naively; Because of his bias, I was heartbroken, resentful, and silently shed tears; Every time I see him suffer I feel stressed, worried, restless, and now I will never feel even the slightest bit of emotion because of him again. Ha Lang Chau's heart seemed to fall straight to the bottom of a cold ice lake. Even when he saw Nam Tu unconscious, he had never been so heartbroken. He squeezed To Van Chi's hand.

"Van Chi, Van Chi, surely you're lying to me, right? Surely it's because I hurt you that you're angry, right?"

“Please wake up, I'm sorry, you can do whatever you want me to do, please wake up!”

"I'm wrong, I'm really wrong, please wake up!"

Ha Lang Chau's tears fell on To Van Chi's face, which was gradually losing its warmth. But no one will wipe it away for him anymore, no one will be sad because of him anymore. The door creaked open and Nam Tu was slowly helped by the servant. I just heard the news that To Van Chi died while she was trying to get her heart and soul together. She immediately woke up. She hid the joy in the bottom of her eyes and coughed violently.