My life is ending, and my aloof CEO wife is taking revenge on me.

Chapter 163 I'd rather have never met you

I ignored everyone.

Lin Qiuran, feeling indignant, started talking about things I didn't know, trying to get my attention.

"That green tea bitch has been arrested. I didn't expect him to have the guts to do something like this. He should be locked up for ten or eight years."

I didn't stop him.

"Why are you saying this at a time like this?" Even Xu Hu felt that his words were somewhat inappropriate.

"Of course I did it for Zhang Tian. Yu Chengliang did something like this, and he still wants to get away with it?"

I closed my eyes, not wanting to listen, nor caring.

Seeing my reaction, they whispered, "Forget it, let him have some peace and quiet, let's go outside."

A moment later, the sound of the door opening and closing was heard, and then the world went quiet.

After a while, I became drowsy.

I've been like this for a while now, and I don't know if it's from excessive blood loss or the effects of the medication.

When I try to think about something, my head feels dizzy, and I soon become drowsy.

After some time, I don't know how much time had passed, but then I heard the sound of a door being opened again.

I could hear the sound and I was conscious, but I couldn't open my eyes.

However, since it was either doctors, nurses, or Lin Qiuran and her group that came in, there was no need to pay too much attention to them.

Unexpectedly, a commotion and argument soon broke out at the door.

what happened?

I wanted to open my eyes, but I felt weak.

Lin Qiuran's voice soon reached my ears, angrily accusing someone.

"What are you doing here? Zhang Tian is in this state because of you. How dare you show your face?"

Xu Hu and Lin Qiuran had the same idea this time: "President Song, you should leave quickly. The last thing Brother Tian wants to see right now is you."

Mr. Song?

Song Yaxin?

Is it her?

I suddenly opened my eyes and saw Song Yafei in the ward, blocked at the door by Lin Qiuran and Xu Hu.

She looked up at me into the ward, and when I looked up, our eyes met.

Their eyes met, and her eyes were filled with sorrow.

But all I felt towards her was anger.

But it was only for a moment. Soon I had no feelings for her anymore, and my eyes were filled with a still, stagnant stillness.

Lin Qiuran also saw that I was awake, but he still did not let Song Yafei in.

"Go away, or I'll say something even worse."

I glanced at it once and then turned my head away, refusing to look again.

But I didn't expect Assistant Luo to come. He and Lin Qiuran know each other.

He said, "Things aren't as you imagine. Let President Song and Mr. Song meet."

"..."

In the end, no one knows how Lin Qiuran and the others were persuaded, but they actually let Song Yafei in.

But at this moment, the last person I want to see is her. When she stands in front of me, I immediately close my eyes.

Even with my eyes closed, I could still feel her presence.

She simply sat on the edge of the bed, quietly waiting.

I could feel her gaze fixed on my face, which made me very uncomfortable.

After about five minutes, I grew impatient with her staring and there was still no movement in the room. I opened my eyes and met her sad eyes.

Her gaze kept falling on my injured right hand, her eyes filled with sadness and guilt.

When I saw my right hand, my anger surged instantly, and my previous calm was replaced by rage.

I glared at her angrily, "What are you doing here?"

Song Yafei looked at me, wanting to touch me, but when she met my disgusted gaze, she stopped and dared not go forward.

Such a submissive demeanor is really not the behavior of a dignified CEO like Song.

"Zhang Tian," Song Yafei said, her voice choked with emotion.

Despite my objections, she gently stroked my right hand.

I noticed that her hands were actually trembling.

But her behavior at that moment only made me feel that she was being hypocritical, and I felt nothing else.

"I know that even if I apologize a thousand times, it won't make up for the hurt you've suffered. All of this is my fault."

"But don't worry, I've already contacted the best doctors in the country, your hand will definitely be fine."

The best doctors in China?

As far as I know, the best doctors should already be included in Song Yafei's hospital.

If the doctors at this hospital are helpless, who else can save my hand?

I sneered, "So, what conditions does President Song want to negotiate with me this time? Is it to let Yu Chengliang go or something else?"

"Are you now trying to trade the best doctors for Yu Chengliang's freedom?"

Song Yafei quickly shook her head, "No! I just came to see you and take care of you. I'm sorry, if I had sent Yu Chengliang away sooner, maybe none of this would have happened."

I took a deep breath, but I still couldn't suppress the anger in my chest.

I raised my head and roared, "It's not that we should have sent him away sooner, it's that we were wrong from the start. Everything went wrong the moment you let him keep intruding into our lives."

But then I shook my head. "No, it's not that you're wrong, it's that I'm wrong. I naively thought I could make up for everything and start over."

"All I got in return was disaster. Song Yafei, all you brought me was disaster. What did I do wrong? Why should I suffer all this pain?"

"If you had told me from the beginning that this would be the outcome of meeting you again, I would have preferred never to have met you."

Song Yafei stood there, dumbfounded, and didn't come to her senses for a long time.

Perhaps she hasn't realized what losing my right hand means to me. I've never said such harsh words to her before, which she can't accept right away.

But now that I've lost something precious, do you expect me to understand her feelings?

Do not!

I can not do it.

When I saw her, I was filled with anger, wanting only to shout out all the grievances I had suffered and vent them.

Let her experience what it feels like to be rejected and disliked.

She stood there stunned, unable to recover from the shock for a long time.

For a moment, I saw a look of disbelief in her eyes, but it was quickly replaced by a look of deep sadness.

I no longer want to explore what's behind this, and I'm even less willing to see her.

Her presence constantly reminded me of the fact that I had lost my right hand.

It makes me unable to resist complaining about God and everything I've suffered.

I lay back down on the bed, feeling utterly dejected and hopeless. It seemed like even saying another word to her would be a waste of my energy.

"Get out! I don't want to see you again."

I had to suppress my emotions to make my words calm yet powerful.

After venting, I felt much better.

But the pain remains and cannot be erased.

I went back to my previous state, closed my eyes, and ignored everything.

I don't know how long she sat next to me, but I heard the chair being moved and footsteps leaving the room.

She's gone!