If You Could Hear My Heart

Chapter 247 Please Sign Your Name

Translator: 549690339

Even though Shen Shihan’s heart was wrenching with pain, it was nothing compared to hers.

At this moment, all he could do was to hold her, hoping to ease the pain in her heart.

Mo Shuifu’s hands were trembling, and her tears soaked the suicide note. She let Shen Shihan hold her, motionless.

“After you’ve finished crying, you’ll feel better,” Shen Shihan patted her on the back.

The elderly lady nearby also comforted Mo Shuifu, “Miss, don’t worry, the doctor is doing their best to save her.”

“Yes, you need to take good care of yourself. Your mother definitely hopes you can be okay.”

“Sir, please comfort Shui Fu more. She has no other relatives. You must stay by her side.”

“I know, I will,” Shen Shihan nodded.

In such a moment, he would definitely not leave Mo Shuifu’s side.

If he left, he would truly be lower than a beast.

“Shen Shihan… my mother is afraid of being a burden to me… but I don’t feel burdened, I just want her to be okay…” Mo Shuifu finally spoke, her voice hoarse and choked.

Shen Shihan knew very well that both mother and daughter were considering each other.

“When your mother wakes up, have a good talk with her,” Shen Shihan held her in his arms.

“I have so many, so many things I want to tell her, but why doesn’t she wait for me… I look forward to her waking up every day, but… why doesn’t she wait for me… I’m not afraid of being tired, I’m not afraid of anything…”

Mo Shuifu cried as she spoke; indeed, she was afraid of nothing. She even traded her purity for money…

“Shui Fu, promise me that you’ll also be okay, no matter what the outcome of the surgery is, you have to be okay,” Shen Shihan said.

Mo Shuifu didn’t speak…

Her mother was her only relative in this world. If something happened to her, could she really be okay?

“Who is the family member of Miss Qiu, please come over to sign!”

Just then, the door to the ward was knocked on by a doctor.

Mo Shuifu looked up, wiped her tears, and walked toward the door, breaking away from Shen Shihan’s embrace.

“I am, I’m her daughter. How is my mother?” Mo Shuifu’s eyes were filled with urgency.

“The situation is not optimistic; we need to perform craniotomy surgery. Please consider it carefully, and then sign here,” the doctor handed a document to Mo Shuifu.

Mo Shuifu quickly took it, and the doctor added, “Your mother already had an intracranial hemorrhage, and the fall with her head down caused severe brain injury. This craniotomy is crucial, but we cannot guarantee the surgery will go smoothly, so please carefully consider it before signing.”

“What are the potential consequences if the surgery doesn’t go well?” Mo Shuifu asked.

“If the surgery doesn’t go well, I’m afraid…” the doctor shook his head.

Mo Shuifu immediately understood.

If it didn’t go well, she and her mother would be forever separated.

“Then what if we don’t proceed with the surgery?” she asked.

“Without the surgery, your mother will slowly die from blockage due to the accumulation of blood in the brain.”

“So, doctor, I have no choice, do I?” Mo Shuifu said with a desolate, bitter smile on her lips.

Shen Shihan stepped forward: “Doctor, who’s in charge of this surgery?”

“It’s Mr. Cha from C City, the most prestigious one.”

“I see,” Shen Shihan nodded.

He took the pen from the doctor and put it into Mo Shuifu’s hand, firmly saying, “Shui Fu, sign it. If even Mr. Cha can’t complete this operation, then it must be fate.”

Shen Shihan was very tactful in his words, but he knew that Mo Shuifu would understand.

She was so intelligent.

Mo Shuifu’s hand shook, and the pen nearly fell to the ground.

Shen Shihan held her hand, letting the warmth from the palm of his hand pass to the back of hers.

Mo Shuifu gritted her teeth, bowed her head, and forcefully signed her name on the document.

“Miss, thank you. We will inform you as soon as there’s any news,” the doctor nodded.

Mo Shuifu’s throat was choked, and she couldn’t speak, feeling weak all over.

Shen Shihan, however, was there to support her the whole time, telling the doctor, “Tell Mr. Cha to do his utmost, for the person he’s operating on is the future mother-in-law of Shen Shihan.”

Although the doctor did not understand, seeing the man’s distinguished demeanor, she guessed he was someone important, so she nodded, took the papers, and left the ward.

As soon as the doctor left, Mo Shuifu’s head spun, darkness overtook her vision, and she collapsed limply into Shen Shihan’s arms.

The pen in her hand fell to the floor with a “thud.”

“Shui Fu! Shui Fu!” Shen Shihan held her, calling out anxiously.

There was no response; Mo Shuifu had fainted in his arms, unconscious.

The elderly ladies in the ward also rushed over to help, “The poor girl is overwhelmed with sorrow, she’s really too tired…”

“Such a tough life, this child is so heartrending.”

“Sir, you must take good care of her; she’s all alone now and has incurred so much in medical expenses, sigh.”

Shen Shihan picked her up and carried her out of the ward.

As he walked, he said to a nurse, “Arrange a private room for me and call a doctor over, quickly!”

“Sir, okay, please wait a moment.”

Soon, everything was arranged, and he carried Mo Shuifu to a bed in the private room, laying her down gently.

Her face was deathly pale, without a trace of color. Her hand was clutching tightly to Shen Shihan’s clothes, refusing to let go.

Shen Shihan had no choice but to sit with her, not daring to leave her side for even a moment.

“Sir, we should start an IV with glucose. The miss is experiencing temporary shock.”

“Hmm.”

The nurse set up the IV, and soon the liquid was flowing slowly down the infusion tube.

Mo Shuifu’s hand was still clutching Shen Shihan’s clothes, but she lay in bed unconscious.

Shen Shihan sat by her bed, and when he bowed his head, his hand touched her face.

Seeing her this way pained him deeply…

At her age, she shouldn’t have to endure so much pain. She deserved someone to care for her properly…

As night deepened, the soundproofing in the private room was very good, almost silencing any noise.

Since he could not remove his clothes from her grip, Shen Shihan kept his posture, staying by her side.

Like an hourglass, the IV bag silently marked the passage of time.

When half of the glucose in the IV bag had been administered, Shen Shihan finally saw that Mo Shuifu’s complexion was getting better.

Tears still clung to the corners of her eyes, and the sorrow in her brows and eyes, he couldn’t smooth away for her.

“Shui Fu… if the surgery fails, from now on, I’ll be your family, forever,” he whispered into her ear as he bent down.

Mo Shuifu remained unresponsive, lying quietly on the bed, but her hand slowly loosened his clothes.

The ward was so quiet that one could hear each other’s breathing.

When three-quarters of the glucose had been administered, the door to the ward was suddenly pushed open.

“Sir, could you come out for a moment?”

The nurse spoke in a low voice, seeing that Mo Shuifu was still asleep, and gestured to Shen Shihan.