Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 2582: Chapter 386

Ye Zhangming was shocked once again.

In the morning, when he saw Ye Zhan, it was as if he had noticed something, and he even explained a bit.

Unexpectedly, the one who discovered it was Momo.

And he, surprisingly, hadn’t noticed any unusual behavior from Momo. Ye Zhangming recalled the scene at the Ye Family’s that morning again.

Still not knowing how Momo could tell there was something wrong with his body.

Ye Zhan had no intention to explain further. "Momo and I will stay in the Imperial City for a couple more days."

"No need, you should return when it’s time. Don’t let me disrupt your plans."

Ye Zhan seemed to ignore Ye Zhangming’s words.

He stood up from his crouched position beside the bed.

Tall and straight, his brows were clear and cold, his expression gloomy and icy, "I’ve already contacted specialists in this field... Nowadays, medicine is advanced, don’t put pressure on yourself."

They had been distant for too long.

When Ye Zhan spoke with Ye Zhangming, there was a certain stiffness.

"Alright, go accompany Momo. I have doctors and nurses taking care of me here. Don’t come here unless necessary."

It seemed like Ye Zhangming was eager to send Ye Zhan away.

As he spoke, he even gestured towards him with his hands.

Ye Zhan walked out of the hospital room, and Momo, who was sitting on a bench two meters away, looked up from her phone at the sound.

Seeing him approach, Momo stood up, clutching her phone in her hand. Her eyes shifted from over his shoulder and landed on his handsome face.

"Why so fast?"

Ye Zhan nodded, the expression between his brows that had held back emotions now gentle, "I was worried you might get anxious waiting."

Momo shook her head, "I wouldn’t."

She had come out just now to give them a chance to be alone together.

Even though Ye Zhan didn’t say it, Momo could see he was worried about Ye Zhangming’s health.

No matter how deep the resentment, blood is thicker than water.

Ye Zhan took Momo’s hand into his, leading her towards the elevator. "Momo, I need to visit the director’s office first."

"Okay."

Momo smiled and nodded at him.

After a pause, she said, "Junming and Yi Ze found out that Dad was hospitalized and said they’ll come by later."

"You told them?"

A hint of surprise flashed in Ye Zhan’s deep eyes.

Momo replied gently, "Yi Ze asked me earlier where I was, so I said I was at the hospital, then they found out."

Previously, Ye Zhangming had purposely kept it a secret, so not only was Ye Zhan unaware, but also Feng Yize and Chu Junming, who were in the Imperial City, were uninformed.

Momo accompanied Ye Zhan to the director’s office, where Ye Zhan listened as the director detailed his father’s current condition.

After listening and looking over the medical records, his brows furrowed tightly.

The lines of his face became covered with a layer of hardness.

The emotions in his heart were unexplainably complex and conflicted.

He clearly hadn’t forgiven Ye Zhangming, he was clearly still angry and resentful.

But, knowing his current condition, he couldn’t bring himself to hate anymore.

He’s only in his fifties...

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The next day, the team of experts invited by Ye Zhan arrived at the hospital, including Gu Kai, who came from G City.

During the expert consultation, Momo stayed with Ye Zhan. Besides the two of them, also going to the hospital was Old Master Ye.

Old Master Ye was getting on in years, and they were afraid he couldn’t handle the shock, so Gu Kai and the others didn’t elaborate in his presence.

After Old Master Ye left, Gu Kai said to Ye Zhan, "Ah Zhan, with your grandfather around earlier, there were things I didn’t say."

"Uncle, is my father’s condition such that surgery is no longer suitable?"

Even though Ye Zhan wasn’t a medical professional, he had an inkling after listening to their discussion.

"Yes, I don’t recommend surgery. There’s only a 20% success rate, which is too high a risk. Moreover, your father’s condition is complicated, making the procedure more difficult than for others with similar cases, requiring an extra one or two hours... Any incident during surgery, and he might not make it off the operating table..."

It was only natural for Gu Kai to inform Ye Zhan, as he is Ye Zhan’s elder.

Ye Zhan was silent for a moment before speaking in a particularly low voice, "Uncle, if we go with conservative treatment, how long could it last?"

"In the worst case, six months. In a good scenario, a year, two years, or maybe even longer. You also know, there are some incurable diseases in medicine where, under the care of loved ones and with the patient’s own willpower, they manage to recover on their own."

Gu Kai, with his decades of medical experience, had indeed seen terminal patients recover on their own.

And not just one or two cases.

"Think it through before deciding."

Seeing Ye Zhan’s furrowed brows, Gu Kai unconsciously softened his tone.

On the way home, Momo held Ye Zhan’s hand in return, softly saying, "Ye Zhan, let’s stay a few more days in the Imperial City."

Ye Zhan, lost in thought, was startled for a moment.

Momo gently smiled, her slender, fair fingers smoothing out his furrowed brows, "Don’t frown."

"Momo, we’re going back tomorrow."

Ye Zhan caught her hand, kissed it tenderly, held her in his arms, his deep voice void of much emotion, "Staying here won’t cure his illness, and you haven’t taken your herbal medicine for two days, which isn’t good for you."

When they came to the Imperial City, Ye Zhan had only brought patent medicine for Momo.

"That’s such a simple matter. My uncle is right here in the Imperial City, just ask him to prescribe and get another set made."

In the evening, after Momo fell asleep, Ye Zhan drove back to the hospital alone.

In the patient room, Ye Zhangming hadn’t rested yet.

Holding a newspaper in his hand, upon seeing Ye Zhan enter, a flicker of emotion crossed his face. After a two-second pause, he asked, "Ah Zhan, why are you here so late? Is there something wrong?"

Ye Zhan’s entrance brought a chill to the room.

When he was two steps away from the bed, his tall figure stopped.

"Why aren’t you asleep yet?"

His voice, when it emerged, carried a hint of stiffness.

Ye Zhan looked down, his gaze falling on the newspaper in his father’s hand.

Surprisingly, it was a regular newspaper, and the section he was looking at...

In Ye Zhan’s deep eyes, a peculiar emotion flashed. Although the title wasn’t big, not comparable to a headline title.

But with his excellent eyesight, he immediately discerned the line: How to Cultivate a Father-Son Relationship?

When Ye Zhangming saw him glance at the newspaper in his hand, he awkwardly lowered it, his fingers quietly tightening their grip on it.

Forcing a smile, he explained, "I took a nap just now, can’t fall asleep at the moment. Ah Zhan, did you have something to discuss?"

"Yes, I have some things to say to you."