CHAPTER 283: CHAPTER 283: EVEN JUST A LITTLE

Bian Yue felt dizzy spells coming and going, struggling to stand up again, "Doctor... how is my sister?"

In reality, the moment Bian Yue saw the doctor, she had already guessed the answer.

But people always cling to hope, thinking that perhaps, by some miracle, the impossible could happen.

Yet, the doctor lowered his head amidst Bian Yue’s nearly hopeless gaze and said gravely, "The patient no longer has a heartbeat. The family... can prepare for the funeral."

When Shen Jinci and Shen Zhaoli returned, what they heard was precisely this sentence.

Shen Jinci’s expression changed instantly as he looked towards Bian Yue and quickly walked over to her.

But Bian Yue could no longer hold on and fainted in the midst of Wen Jiao’s panicked gaze.

"Bian Yue!" Wen Jiao lost her composure, shouting Bian Yue’s name.

Shen Jinci had already scooped up Bian Yue before her.

He looked at the frail woman in his arms, unable to hide his own panic, feeling his heart’s rhythm become almost chaotic...

Li Tingmo stayed awake the entire night. The hospital was chaotic, with Lixing Group’s spokesperson summoning all specialists in the middle of the night to examine his comatose wife.

Li Tingmo, having immersed himself in the business world for many years, had roughly guessed what had happened.

He settled his nerves and closed his eyes; before long, he truly heard footsteps.

Li Tingmo looked up at Shen Jinci with a smile, "Mr. Shen, taking a moment out of your busy schedule to visit me."

Shen Jinci sat down beside Li Tingmo, his face covered with a layer of frost, unambiguously cold as he said, "In one hour, I will arrange for you to leave the country. From now on, do not appear before Bian Yue again."

"You think I’ll just leave because you say so? Dream on! I’ve heard that Bian Shu is dead." Li Tingmo laughed lightly, looking coldly at Shen Jinci, "But is her death enough to erase the fact of her malicious murder? Now that I’ve nothing to lose, after what Bian Shu has done to me, do you think I will let her be buried with dignity? Shen Jinci, I might be old, but that doesn’t mean I have no way of dealing with you!"

"What is it that you want?" Shen Jinci coldly stared at Li Tingmo, "To drag Bian Shu’s reputation through the mud, to agitate Bian Yue?"

"Let’s speak plainly, Mr. Shen really does understand me." Li Tingmo sneered, scornfully saying, "Do you really think I can live at the mercy of others under Bian Yue’s control? Shen Jinci, you’re delusionally fond!"

"Li Sihe is still alive."

"What did you say..." Li Tingmo looked at Shen Jinci in astonishment, his hands clenched into fists, eyes bloodshot, "That’s impossible!"

"I’ve checked, Li Sihe is indeed alive, but I don’t know if you still have any fatherly affection for your son. If you don’t care, I wouldn’t mind actually sending him to his death." Shen Jinci looked at Li Tingmo expressionlessly, his tone chillingly indifferent, "If you dare disturb Bian Yue, I am prepared to do anything right now."

"You say my son is still alive, do you have proof?" Li Tingmo gritted his teeth, "Why should I believe you!"

"I don’t have proof, but you have no choice." Shen Jinci slightly curled his lips, a smile that didn’t reach his eyes, his voice cold and piercing, "I can easily make it so that you die."

Li Tingmo’s breathing became rapid, facing Shen Jinci with a pale expression.

This man had always kept his hands off, watching indifferently as Bian Yue and various powers schemed and struggled, making Li Tingmo believe that the Lixing Group simply didn’t want to get involved in the messy affairs of the Bian Family.

But now, Shen Jinci, using such underhanded methods, wished to clear the situation as quickly as possible, prompting Li Tingmo to realize that the truth might not be what everyone believes it to be.

It’s not that Shen Jinci doesn’t care; on the contrary, it seems he cares too much.

It is only in such a situation that he dares to make a move.

"Just because you’re afraid of Yueyue being provoked, you threaten me like this?" Li Tingmo scoffed coldly, "The centipede wriggles even after being stepped on; Jinci, do you think there’s a reason Yueyue hasn’t tried to completely get rid of me? If word of what you’re doing now gets out..."

"Even if it gets out, I will make everyone keep their mouths shut," Jinci interrupted Li Tingmo, his impatience icy, "Li Tingmo, for your own life and your son’s, I’m warning you not to enrage me. I am ready to do whatever it takes right now."

In the face of Jinci’s indifferent expression, Li Tingmo finally chose to keep silent.

Shen Zhaoli stood at the doorway, listening clearly to the conversation between the two.

When Jinci came out, he looked at Jinci’s cool expression, smiled, and said, "Didn’t you say you didn’t want to be utterly ruthless anymore? I thought you’d try to persuade Li Tingmo with sentiment."

"The doctor just said that Yueyue’s health is poor; she cannot endure any more emotional disturbances. I will handle everything. The precondition of my not being utterly ruthless is that they do not provoke Yueyue."

Jinci’s gaze grew slightly colder, and his tone remained chill, yet it somehow struck fear into one’s heart. He said, "Otherwise, I will spare no one..."

Inside the ward, Yueyue was still sound asleep. The chief physician saw Jinci and hurried over to him.

"Mr. Shen."

"How is she?"

"Miss Bian is frail and must not be distressed during her pregnancy. Whatever Miss Bian wishes to do, Mr. Shen, please indulge her as it will be more conducive to her emotional stability. Miss Bian is a high-risk expectant mother; as her husband, you must take good care of her."

Jinci just looked at Yueyue and said, "Would it be better for my wife’s health if this child were to be taken care of?"

Aristocratic families care more about their bloodlines than ordinary families.

To the doctor’s knowledge, this Patriarch of the Shen Family didn’t even have children yet...

"The child...the child has already been properly conceived, and abortion poses equally great risks." The doctor paused and added, "If...if Miss Bian wishes to terminate this pregnancy, it is best to act promptly. The longer the delay, the greater the harm to her body."

Jinci looked at Yueyue, still lying in a deep sleep on the hospital bed, his heart clenching tightly.

He pursed his lips, barely managing to contain his emotions, and spoke somberly, "I understand, thank you for your efforts."

With the doctor gone, Jinci stepped towards Yueyue and sat down, gently grasping her hand.

After a long while, as night grew deep and dark, he gazed at Yueyue’s pale face, and the tears finally fell.

He couldn’t dare to think of anything happening to Yueyue.

He couldn’t bear even the slightest risk of losing her...

When Yueyue woke up, the sky was bright.

The rare sunlight was radiant and warm, with rays from outside streaming in, lighting up everything inside vividly and brightly.

For a moment, Yueyue almost thought everything from the previous night had been a dream.

At the moment Yueyue awoke, Jinci grasped her hand. His expression was tense as he asked her in a hoarse voice, "Yueyue, do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"

His voice, for Yueyue, was like a ray of light cutting through the dark chaos. Yueyue looked at him, her eyes reddening, and said, "Jinci, my sister..."

"Her funeral arrangements were already started by me last night," Jinci looked at the pallor on Yueyue’s face, paused for a moment, and softly asked, "Yueyue, would you like to see her one last time?"