My Ceo Husband is Sworn Enemy - Chapter 413

Chapter 413: Chapter 413: I Really Can’t Take It Anymore

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Half an hour later, I was rushed to the hospital by an ambulance.

The emergency doctor examined me that night…

During which, I felt extreme pain in my eye, like being pricked by needles.

It was an unbearable pain, I could feel my eyeball swelling up as if it was about to burst.

“It’s so swollen!”

“Was it from a failed surgery before?”

Jiang Jing beside me was even more anxious than I was, bombarding with questions.

The doctor had to keep answering her,

“Well, at the moment, we can’t pinpoint exactly what the problem is. But the wound is now infected, which can be caused by several factors. Surgery is one factor, but there’s also whether you’ve been taking medication, if the wound has been exposed to water, and other contamination issues. However, for now, I suggest you go see an ophthalmologist.”

“Where are we supposed to find an ophthalmologist at this hour?”

“Then I’ll prescribe some anti-inflammatory drugs for now, let’s see if that helps…”

Indeed, performing surgery in the middle of the night was a great challenge for the emergency doctor.

He prescribed some medication for me.

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But after taking the drugs, the pain didn’t subside. I could bear it no longer and grabbed the doctor’s hand, pleading,

“Otherwise, just take out my eyeball! I can’t stand it! It hurts too much, I don’t want this eye anymore!”

“No, that’s against the rules. You haven’t met the criteria for surgery. How can we just operate on a whim? If I took out your eye, I could be penalized.”

Jiang Jing also came over to persuade me,

“Ayun, calm down!”

Jiang Jing handled the hospitalization and arranged for me to stay over. They planned for the ophthalmologist to come for a comprehensive consultation the next day and discuss surgery then.

However, lying in the hospital bed, I was tortured by the pain, more agonizing than giving birth to my second child had been.

“Jiang Jing, can’t you ask the doctor to give me some anaesthetic? I’m in so much pain I could die.”

“No, I already asked the doctor. If you are given anaesthesia today, what if you need surgery tomorrow? Hang in there a little longer. Sigh!”

I was writhing in pain all over the bed, sweat soaked my hair, then dripped down the strands to sink into the pillow.

I really felt like I was at death’s door.

My hands clutched the bedsheet tightly, tearing at it, trying to alleviate the pain.

But alas, the pain clung to me like a gnawing bone, refusing to be shaken off.

Just when I felt like I couldn’t endure the pain any longer,

suddenly a large hand grasped mine, and a gentle voice called into my ear, “Ayun!”

That tender voice instantly woke me up.

“Ayun!”

He kept calling my name over and over again.

He sat by the bed, then held me in his embrace, his large hand stroking my back as he bent down to kiss my forehead with extreme gentleness.

“Ayun, my Ayun! I’m here with you, don’t be afraid, okay?”

“Gu Yuanzhou, is that you?”

I held my breath, staving off the pain for a moment, and cautiously asked.

“Yes, it’s me!”

Finally, from his lips came the most definite answer.

But still thinking I was hallucinating, my hair wet with sweat and even my ears and the area around them drenched, the sounds I heard seemed oddly distorted.

I asked again,

“Gu Yuanzhou, is that you?”

“It’s me, Ayun!”

He answered three times in a row.

Only then did I lean into his embrace, with tears I couldn’t hold back streaming down my face.

“Why did you only come now, Gu Yuanzhou, please take me away, I don’t want to live anymore, can you take me away?”

I cried until I lost all reason.

He gently stroked my back,

“Good girl, don’t cry! You can’t cry, tears will make the wound become infected. I’ll be right here with you.”

“Gu Yuanzhou, are you human or a ghost?”

“What do you hope I am?”

“I don’t know! I really don’t know!”

“Whatever I think I am, that’s what I am!”

He murmured softly.

After that, he fed me a pill, and I didn’t know what it was, but as long as he fed it to me, I swallowed without any doubt.

Strangely enough, after taking the pill, the pain gradually eased, and drowsiness crept over me, and I slowly fell asleep in his arms.

That night seemed to become much more comfortable for me.

I slept through till dawn.

The next morning.

When I woke up, I heard Jian Jing on the phone.

She was probably calling Wenya, worried about my condition. I reached out towards the sound and grabbed her sleeve, “Jian Jing!”

“Ayun, you’re awake?”

“Yes, I’m okay. You don’t need to trouble Wenya, I can manage.”

“She’ll be here soon; she was waiting for your phone to be fixed. Didn’t you ask her to find a friend to recover the photos last night?”

“It was Gu Yuanzhou!”

“What?”

I slowly sat up, supporting myself on the hospital bed.

“Jian Jing, didn’t you see anyone walk out of here just now?”

“No, there was nobody here! Ayun, what are you talking about?”

“What’s this?”

I slowly opened my palm.

Jian Jing took the item from my hand and glanced at it,

“Uh, it’s just an ordinary suit button.”

I smiled faintly.

“Yes!”

“Just a button, why show it to me? Does it have some special meaning?”

“It’s not an ordinary button; it’s one I pried off Gu Yuanzhou’s suit.”

Yes, last night when I was lying in Gu Yuanzhou’s arms, to prevent myself from having another illusion, I quietly plucked a button from the hem of his suit.

At this moment, this button also proved that I wasn’t lying, that it wasn’t an illusion, that Gu Yuanzhou was not a ghost, but human.

“Uh!”

Jian Jing was also stunned for a moment.

“But you can’t see, how did you know it was him? What if someone was impersonating?”

“No, it was him!”

Could I not recognize the man I had been with for ten years?

I had barely exchanged a few words with Jian Jing when the doctor came over.

He did a preliminary examination and then instructed me to eat quickly as I would soon need to be ready for surgery.

Jian Jing brought me some preserved egg and lean pork congee from outside, and after a hastily eaten breakfast,

The doctor wheeled me into the operating room.

Although I couldn’t see, I could still feel that the latest person to enter the operating room was filled with a piercing chill.

“Everyone, leave!”

“Okay!”

The deep voice let me instantly recognize that today’s chief surgeon was indeed Ding Yinuo.

In fact, when I heard his voice, I was a bit pleasantly surprised, thinking, perhaps Ding Yinuo was still cherishing old feelings, considering our past bonds.

He might be willing to lend me a helping hand.

But what he did next greatly disappointed me.