At the hospital, Gu Shan had already been stabilized for several days. But his complexion remained as pale as bleached linen—utterly devoid of color. His lips were dry and cracked, the corners flaking painfully. Even after sipping some rice porridge, there wasn’t the slightest hint of moisture returning to them.
He had never imagined that the dosage Lin Miao gave him would be that strong. Naively, he had assumed that—despite everything—she would still have a trace of filial sentiment. That perhaps, just perhaps, she would show a shred of restraint, considering he was her biological father.
He thought she merely wanted him to make a brief appearance at the hospital, to put on a show for appearances’ sake. But what she gave him was potent—nearly lethal. Had he not been rushed to the hospital in time that day, he very likely would not have made it out alive.
First, she had used the child he shared with Li Li as leverage to force him into cooperating with her plan. Then, when it came time to execute that plan, she had drugged him without the slightest concern for his life.
That was his own daughter. His biological daughter. And now, when he thought of her, all he could feel was a bone-deep chill.
He regretted everything. If only he had never taken Lin Miao back into his life. If only he had kept relying on Gu Zi—clever, capable Gu Zi—he could be basking in success by now.
"Gu Shan, say something! What do we do now?" Zhang Mei was pacing around the hospital room like an ant on a hot wok, flustered and frantic. "Gu Zi and Su Shen just got back from the capital. Of course, they’re going to dig into this. What happens when they find out the truth? We’ll be finished, completely ruined! I swear, I regret everything. Why did I even bother raising someone like Gu Zi? Heartless brat! If we hadn’t raised her, she’d be nothing today!"
The moment Zhang Mei had heard the news of Gu Zi’s return, her nerves had gone haywire. She had clung to a sliver of hope before, foolishly convincing herself that maybe—just maybe—Lin Miao’s move had been the right one. If the Lin family couldn’t withstand the public pressure and was forced to pay up, their financial problems would be solved in one swoop.
But all that had been banking on one thing: that Gu Zi and Su Shen stayed far away. Now that they were back, the whole scheme was unraveling before her eyes. And still, Zhang Mei found ways to blame Gu Zi. That ungrateful creature. Raised under their roof, fed and clothed by them, yet now turning against her adoptive parents without an ounce of sentiment. All she cared about now was the Lin family.
Gu Shan lay propped against the hospital bed, his expression twisted in pain. He raised a trembling hand to press against his temples and said weakly, "Stop complaining. Your voice is making my head split open. And deep down, you know—it wasn’t Gu Zi who cast you aside. You were the one who pushed her away. Don’t blame her for that. What we need to focus on now is how we’re going to put an end to this farce."
He closed his eyes then, letting his head sink into the pillow, chest rising and falling with exertion. How had things spiraled this far out of control?
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