Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The old man could faintly hear his daughterâs voice. His facial muscles twitched with much effort as he opened and closed his mouth, attempting to speak. Alas, he could only manage to produce some unintelligible sound with the air gushing through his windpipe. Even then, this action had caused tremendous pain to his throat, which seemed to burn with smoke.
His forehead creased as he tried to lift his hand. Unfortunately, the peripheral nerves were thoroughly burned, and he could no longer feel or move his limbs.
The old manâs heart was in deep pain!
Do I have to endure such pain for the rest of my life?!
Earlier, even, he was jolted into consciousness by the excruciating pain.
Gong Jie called for the doctor, who quickly came over to give the old man an analgesic shot. The injection, though, hardly made a difference to the magnitude of pain that he could hardly endure.
Yun Shishi noticed his minute action and immediately leaned over the bed to whisper into his ear while not daring to touch his hand, âDad, Iâm here. You canât talk now; you need to rest. Donât exert yourself, alright?â
All her father could do was stare hard into her eyes with much difficulty as his orbs became wet gradually.
Her heart ached helplessly at the sight of his tear-filled eyes.
She gently wiped away the tear streaks and tried to console him. âDonât worry; Iâll take good care of you no matter what. Itâs all over now; you donât have to be frightened anymore!â
Itâs all over now?
The elderly manâs breathing hastened all of a sudden.
Thatâs impossible!
Every night, he was tormented by nightmares, where he was shaken awake by the hysterical and mirthless sneer of his younger daughter. The recollection of Yun Naâs hateful eyes filled him with dread and fear.
She isnât dead!
Is she back for revenge?
Though what kind of deep-seated hate did she have against him to commit such cruelty on him?!
With him hurt, would Yun Shishi be the next victim, or perhaps, it might be one of his grandsons?!
Suddenly, the old man was guilt-stricken. He should not have misled his elder daughter into thinking that this was a case of robbery when she inquired about this incident.
He did that at a stroke of misthought, not wanting his younger daughter to be caught and then executed, but now that he was fully conscious, his last straw of empathy for her was gone, and instead, it was replaced by constant fear.
I shouldnât have tried to conceal her crime.
A wrong is a wrong and should be punished by law!
I shouldnât shield her even though sheâs my biological daughter!
Alas, ever since then, his adopted daughter had not brought up this matter again. His larynx was also burned to the extent that he could not speak. As a result, this matter had been a burden on his mind.
He could not tolerate the thought that his younger daughter was going further down the wrong path!
If his elder daughter were to get hurt, he would never forgive himself!
That was the reason for his desire to survive!
Yun Yecheng suddenly broke down, with tears streaming down his face. Watching her father with pain in her heart, Yun Shishi patiently wiped his tears away.
âWhat can we do? Dad must be in agony now! Havenât the doctor given him an analgesic jab?â
âHe did, but as the doctor explained to us before, it can only reduce his pain slightly.â
âBut... How can an average person bear this kind of pain? Is there really no other way out?â asked the actress with a frown.
âAs your father has just passed the infection period, the doctor can only give one jab a day and no more.â
The woman looked worriedly at her father, whose breathing had quickened again.
âI donât think itâs good for him in the long run. Even though he can endure pain, this canât go on indefinitely.ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om