By the time Jian Suiying arrived at the hospital, he had regained his composure.
After Jian Suilin was wheeled into the operating room, he and Li Yu stood outside, speechless. His mind was consumed with how to call his father and how to handle any possible outcome for Jian Suilin.
The worst outcome would be never seeing this brother again—the one who made him grind his teeth in hatred.
But no matter how much he hated Xiao Linzi, he couldn't accept that a living person had simply vanished—especially when it was his own brother.
As long as one life could be saved. Jian Suiying only hoped to save at least one life. Li Yu still hadn't fully recovered from the shock.
Jian Suilin had genuinely intended to take his life. Had Jian Suying not rushed out, he would never have turned the steering wheel—and now it would be himself being wheeled into the operating room.
He now fully understood the depth of Jian Suilin's obsession with Jian Suying. And he also knew that blood brothers would always be
blood brothers. Even though Jian Suying treated Jian Suilin like poisonous snakes and scorpions, he wouldn't abandon him in a critical moment.
He had rushed to save Jian Suiying, but he hoped Jian Suilin would never emerge from the operating room. A man who had defiled his beloved and sought to kill him—he could not wish for his survival.
Just as he was secretly delighted at having drawn slightly closer to Jian Suiying, this incident occurred, leaving him on the brink of despair.
Watching Jian Suiying, covered in bloodstains, chain-smoke one cigarette after another with visible agitation, sweat-dampened strands of hair plastered to his forehead
and visibly drained, his heart ached even more intensely.
He wasn't at all surprised that Jian Suilin had resorted to such extreme measures.
He understood better than anyone the agony of unfulfilled longing—the despair of watching the one you love drift further and further away could
drive a person utterly mad.
His mind was too preoccupied to register the pain. Only when he finally snapped back to reality did he realize his palm had swollen to twice its size, barely responsive to his commands.
By the time he had his own wounds treated and returned to the operating room, Jian Suilin's parents had already arrived.
Zhao Yan was sobbing so hard she was shaking all over, unable to make a sound. Jian Dongyuan sat on the bench, wiping away tears constantly, looking
as if he had aged a decade overnight.
Jian Suiying stood silently against the wall, head bowed. His expression was hidden, but the hand holding his cigarette still trembled slightly.
.
Li Yu hesitated briefly before walking over.
Zhao Yan saw him and cried out, grabbing hold of him. "Li Yu, Li Yu, tell Auntie. Tell me the truth,
What happened? What happened?"
Zhao Yan had always been kind to him. At this moment, Li Yu couldn't respond to a heartbroken mother with indifference. He could only
could do was pat her arm to comfort her. "Auntie, come here."
Jian Suiying glanced up at him, and Li Yu returned a complex look. He felt uncertain himself, unsure how to explain things to Zhao Yan.
She didn't know the tangled web of grudges and entanglements. How could he tell her that her son had intended to run him over with his car,
but had crashed into a tree while swerving to avoid Jian Suiying.
Li Yu lowered his gaze. "Auntie, I can tell you, but you mustn't tell anyone else. Otherwise, it won't be good for Sui Lin."
"
"Go on."
"Sui Lin... he... he was trying to hit Brother Jian." This was the best excuse Li Yu could think of. Such an explanation
would be the best way to settle the matter.
Zhao Yan's eyes widened in horror.
"But maybe he changed his mind at the last second, so he jerked the wheel—but it was too late to brake..."
Zhao Yan's legs buckled, and she nearly collapsed to her knees. Fortunately, Li Yu caught her in time.
Zhao Yan wailed, "My son..." Then she couldn't speak. She now bitterly regretted planting the seeds of hatred in Sui Lin's heart from childhood.
She never imagined Jian Suilin could do something so destructive to both himself and others. That her own brother would turn against her like this
. She could not escape blame. She no longer knew whether to hate Jian Suilin or herself.
The surgery lasted six hours.
This was an exceptionally favorable outcome.
After handling matters at the hospital, Jian Suying had to deal with the police investigation, keeping him busy all night. When Li Yu brought him dinner, she found him asleep in his chair.
His gaze was vacant as it fixed on the hospital's yellowish-white walls. The weight on his shoulder and the steady rhythm of breathing in his ear strangely calmed his heart.