Gu Song looked at Shen Su in disbelief, finding that Shen Su’s expression was no better than his own.
Wen Zhouyuan’s medical record clearly stated liver cancer, plus sepsis, with chemotherapy and medication as treatment methods.
The sentence, "Considering the spread of cancer cells, surgical treatment is not possible," was particularly conspicuous.
Shen Su, who invested in the medical field, had more medical common sense than the average person, so he understood perfectly what Wen Zhouyuan's condition implied.
Liver cancer, a malignant tumor, and sepsis were likely caused by the spread of cancer cells or a weakened immune system.
Anzhen Hospital’s oncology department boasted top domestic experts. If even they couldn't perform surgery, it meant there was no room for maneuver in Wen Zhouyuan's situation.
"He's only around forty, isn't he..." Gu Song found it incredible. "How did he get so sick? Looking at his medical record, he probably won't live much longer."
Wen Zhouyuan's life expectancy wasn't stated in the record, but the attending physician's name was there. A quick inquiry would reveal the approximate timeframe.
Shen Su stared at Wen Zhouyuan's medical record for a long time, remaining silent.
He recalled Wen Zhouyuan's haggard face, Feng Feng's meticulous care for him...
She must know Wen Zhouyuan's physical condition.
"That's not right," Gu Song suddenly realized. "Does Feng Feng know about this? If he doesn't have long to live, and Feng Feng is with him now, isn't that..."
"She knows," Shen Su replied.
Gu Song: "..."
Knowing he didn't have long to live and still being together, was she deliberately seeking misery?
Was Feng Feng even more of a love-struck fool than he had initially thought?
Gu Song advised Shen Su, "I think you should just give up. To put it bluntly, the living will always be more important than the dead. Even if you wait for Wen Zhouyuan to die, Feng Feng being with you will still be a barrier between you two; she'll remember it her whole life."
Shen Su clasped his fingers together, his lips pressed into a straight line, and remained silent for a long time.
The next morning, Shen Su went to the hospital and met with Wen Zhouyuan's attending physician.
The expert had a good relationship with Shen Su previously. When Shen Su inquired about Wen Zhouyuan's condition, he truthfully informed him.
"It's indeed not very good," the expert said. "He has a family history of the illness, coupled with always staying up late and poor lifestyle habits. By the time it was discovered, it was too late. Surgery is not possible now; only conservative treatment can be administered."
Shen Su asked directly, "So, how much time does he have left, approximately?"
This was a difficult question to answer, and the expert looked somewhat troubled. Shen Su smiled and said, "You don't need to feel pressured; just give me a rough estimate."
"At most, this much," the expert indicated with two fingers.
He sighed and said, "It was discovered too late, and complications have arisen. In this situation, there's nothing we can do."
Two years at most.
Shen Su thought that even if the expert hadn't told Feng Feng directly, she likely had some idea of Wen Zhouyuan's condition.
Yet, even so, she still chose to be with Wen Zhouyuan and spend his remaining years with him.
Shen Su emerged from the doctor's office and, as if drawn by an unseen force, walked to Wen Zhouyuan's ward.
The door was closed today. Shen Su pressed his ear to it and heard voices inside.
Feng Feng said, "The nurse said you've almost recovered. You'll have your second chemotherapy next Wednesday."
Wen Zhouyuan said, "Feng Feng, I'm already content."
Feng Feng: "You promised me."
Shen Su frowned. Their conversation...
From the content of these brief minutes, it seemed that Wen Zhouyuan didn't want to undergo chemotherapy, and Feng Feng was insisting that he must.
Wen Zhouyuan said, "I'm already content." Content with what?
Was it because Feng Feng had spent time with him, and he had no regrets in death?
As Shen Su was thinking this, he heard Wen Zhouyuan say again, "Actually, you don't need to come and take care of me like this every day."
Feng Feng said, "You don't need to feel burdened. As I said, I'm repaying you for your past promotion of me."
Repaying?
Shen Su frowned. Their conversation didn't sound like they were a couple at all.
Shen Su was puzzled. Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly heard Wen Zhouyuan ask Feng Feng, "What do you think of Shen Su?"
Upon hearing his name, Shen Su stopped. He didn't know why Wen Zhouyuan was asking, but he felt a faint sense of anticipation for Feng Feng's answer.
Feng Feng was likely taken aback by Wen Zhouyuan's abrupt question. After a pause, she retorted, "Why ask about him?"
Wen Zhouyuan: "He likes you. You're so smart, you must have noticed it long ago."
Feng Feng: "So what?"
Wen Zhouyuan: "You've been entangled with him for two years. Haven't you developed any feelings for him?"
Feng Feng's response to Wen Zhouyuan was a long silence.
Wen Zhouyuan could see she was unwilling to discuss the matter, so to avoid upsetting her, he didn't press further.
After a period of silence, Feng Feng said, "I'm going out to buy something."
Hearing this, Shen Su immediately turned and walked to the safety exit.
He turned half his body, and only after Feng Feng's figure had completely disappeared did he step out.
He walked back to Wen Zhouyuan's ward again. After a moment of hesitation, he pushed the door open and entered.
Wen Zhouyuan, thinking Feng Feng had returned, subconsciously looked up with a smile. However, upon seeing Shen Su, his expression changed, his smile freezing on his lips, and his usually gentle eyes held a hint of surprise.
No one wishes to appear in a state of disarray before their "love rival." Even though Wen Zhouyuan was mature enough, he couldn't face Shen Su calmly at this moment.
He got out of bed and stood face-to-face with Shen Su. Their heights were similar, and their auras were equally matched.
However, due to his illness, Wen Zhouyuan's complexion looked much more haggard than Shen Su's.
Since entering the ward, Shen Su had been staring at Wen Zhouyuan. That scrutinizing gaze made Wen Zhouyuan feel extremely uncomfortable.
Nevertheless, his upbringing allowed him to maintain a gentle demeanor. "Mr. Shen, are you here to talk about Feng Feng again?"
Shen Su glanced around the ward and calmly told him, "I am the largest investor in the hospital you are staying in."
This was something Wen Zhouyuan had not expected, but he did not show excessive surprise. "Is that so? Mr. Shen is accomplished at such a young age."
Shen Su: "Therefore, I can easily access your medical records."
At these words, Wen Zhouyuan could no longer smile. His hands by his sides clenched into fists.
Shen Su did not stop speaking. He looked at Wen Zhouyuan and asked, "You divorced and came back to find her because you don't have much time left, right?"
Wen Zhouyuan remained silent. Shen Su's smile became more mocking, and his words grew harsher. "If you weren't close to death, you wouldn't even remember her. From start to finish, you've just been using her as a backup."
Wen Zhouyuan's expression turned extremely unpleasant. "Mr. Shen, this is my personal matter; there's no need to explain it to you."
Shen Su chuckled sarcastically. If nothing else, Wen Zhouyuan's tone and demeanor were exactly like Feng Feng's.
It was understandable, as Feng Feng could be considered someone personally cultivated by Wen Zhouyuan.