Daddy Always Gets Jealous

That night, Che Huan repeatedly dreamt of the frozen image from the day: the taxi driver’s head tilted against the steering wheel, his face covered in blood.

She woke up many times throughout the night, drenched in cold sweat layer upon layer!

Wen Nuan didn’t fare much better, plagued by nightmares all night.

In her dreams, she was alone at home, restless in her sleep, constantly feeling as if someone was in the kitchen, someone in the bathroom, someone under the bed, people everywhere—so damn lively...

Startled awake from her dreams, she clung tightly to Che Huan and didn’t fall asleep again, enduring until daylight, her heart filled with hatred towards Qin Shaojin. If it weren’t for his words, she wouldn’t have dreamed such horrific scenes!

After breakfast, Che Huan received a phone call from the hospital. Yesterday’s CT scan results for her and Wen Nuan had come out.

Both of them still felt apprehensive about riding in a taxi!

Fortunately, Wen Hua had taken a day off work and had not gone in. He drove them to the hospital himself and accompanied them to pick up their test results.

After giving their names and receiving the test results, Wen Hua saw Che Huan’s name and casually handed them over to her.

Che Huan took them and glanced at her results. Her fingers immediately began to tremble, she clenched the report tightly and bit her lip.

Wen Nuan glanced at her own results, ”Thank goodness I didn’t get a concussion.”

She looked up at Che Huan, ”Sister Huanhuan, let me see yours.”

Che Huan forced a smile, ”I’m fine too, just like you. What’s there to see?”

No sooner had she spoken than she casually stuffed the report into her bag.

Wen Nuan, thinking about yesterday’s event, looked at Che Huan, ”Sister Huanhuan, how could the brakes suddenly fail like that? When we hailed that taxi, it managed to stop fine.”

Che Huan was lost in thought and didn’t hear Wen Nuan’s words.

Wen Nuan called out, ”Sister Huanhuan.”

Che Huan snapped back to reality and looked at Wen Nuan, ”What did you just say?”

Seeing that Sister Huanhuan looked pale, knowing she must have been frightened by yesterday’s incident, Wen Nuan didn’t bring it up again, ”Oh, it’s nothing.”

Back at the Wen Family home, Wen Nuan, who had not slept well at night, lay down to catch up on sleep and soon dozed off.

Che Huan sat beside her, very alert. She opened her bag, took out the medical report, and stared at the words ”mid-stage lung cancer,” unable to comprehend.

How could she have contracted such a terminal illness?

She took out her phone and checked. Early-stage lung cancer often has no symptoms or just a slight cough, which explained why she hadn’t felt anything abnormal.

Upon further research, she learned that the hope for a cure is high in the early stages, but once it reaches mid-stage...

Chemotherapy is the main treatment method for lung cancer, with over 90% of patients needing it. But if the chemotherapy doesn’t work, a person’s mental state can collapse, and the condition might even worsen...

As she read on, her breathing became labored, and she shut off the web page, gasping for air!

She was still young, she had so much she wanted to do—why did she have to get cancer?

Taking advantage of Bi Fu’s inattention, she grabbed her bag and belongings and left the Wen family home, staggering alone through the streets, one light step, one heavy step, nearly falling several times!

Before she realized it, she stumbled into a bar!

It was her first time in such a place, and she felt dizzy as she looked upon this unfamiliar world of dazzling lights and flowing drinks.

Metallic, wave-like lights rippled across the walls with a strong three-dimensional effect, and as she stood there, she felt like she was spinning in circles.

The DJ’s music filled her ears with fiery beats, and her eyes fell upon the couples embracing each other on the dance floor—

As she watched, she thought back to that time in Li City when the two of them were just one step away, and her cheeks grew hot.