mtl008 Chapter 142 Death is the only way out for a coward like me
Chapter 142 Death is the only way out for a coward like me
As the group argued, the atmosphere became increasingly tense.
Bo Shicheng's face grew paler and paler, and large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.
His lips trembled, as if he wanted to say something but lacked the strength to do so.
Suddenly, Bo Shicheng's body swayed a few times, and his eyes began to glaze over.
The people around him panicked instantly, and some shouted his name.
"Bo Shicheng! Bo Shicheng!"
However, he could no longer hear and fell straight backward.
Everyone rushed to help him, but they still couldn't catch him.
"Call an ambulance!" someone shouted.
Soon, the sound of an ambulance siren grew louder as Bo Shicheng was rushed to the hospital.
hospital.
Old Master Bo, his face full of anger, loudly rebuked Bo Ye.
"You unfilial son, you don't care about your brother at all! He's already so sick, and you still have this expression on your face. Don't you have any conscience?"
Bo Ye stood to the side, his face full of stubbornness and resentment.
Lin Qingran quickly stepped forward to defend him, "Grandpa, it's come to this, please don't be angry. Some things aren't what Bo Ye wanted, why make things difficult for him?"
Old Master Bo snorted coldly, "Making things difficult? But didn't he make things difficult for his own brother? What a heartless bastard!"
Bo Ye couldn't help but retort, "How am I heartless? I didn't want to do this either!"
Lin Qingran quickly grabbed Bo Ye and tried to persuade him.
"Alright, Bo Ye, stop arguing with the old man."
Susukino snorted, but ultimately did not speak again.
The atmosphere in the ward was tense and oppressive, and everyone felt extremely heavy-hearted.
It wasn't until the afternoon that Bo Shicheng slowly woke up, and everyone quickly gathered around him to ask how he was doing.
Bo Shicheng remained silent for a moment. After scanning the ward with his gaze, he weakly addressed the crowd.
"I would like to speak with Ms. Jiang alone."
The group exchanged glances. Although Cheng had some doubts, seeing Bo Shicheng's weak expression, he still left the room as instructed.
Only Bo Shicheng and Lin Qingran remained in the ward. He laboriously raised his hand, gesturing for Lin Qingran to come closer.
Lin Qingran approached the bedside. "Now that no one's around, just say what you want to say."
Bo Shicheng's voice was weak, "Ms. Jiang, actually I don't want to have the surgery."
Lin Qingran was startled. "President Bo, don't be foolish. Although I don't want you to blackmail Bo Ye into donating bone marrow for you, if you don't have the surgery..."
Bo Shicheng gave a bitter smile. "I know, but I'm afraid the surgery will fail, I'm even more afraid... I'm even more afraid of living."
Lin Qingran was full of surprise and didn't know how to respond for a moment.
Bo Shicheng looked at her expression and slowly spoke.
“Do you know? Actually, I never felt the warmth of a family when I was a child. My parents were always arguing and rarely cared about me. I spent one long, dark night after another in loneliness and fear.”
His voice was low and hoarse, as if carrying endless pain.
Although Old Master Bo treated Bo Shicheng very well, he was extremely cruel in his treatment of Bo Shicheng's mother.
He did not treat Bo Shicheng's mother well, and repeatedly cheated on her, betraying his family.
Bo Shicheng witnessed all of this from a young age, and his heart suffered great trauma.
He was often awakened at night by his parents' arguments, and seeing his mother secretly shedding tears filled him with fear and helplessness.
As a child, he couldn't understand why his father couldn't be faithful to his mother, or why his home was filled with arguments and indifference.
These experiences caused Bo Shicheng to develop psychological problems from a young age. He became sensitive and withdrawn, found it difficult to trust others, and always closed himself off in a small world, enduring his inner pain and torment alone.
Bo Shicheng stared blankly at the ceiling and slowly began to speak to Lin Qingran.
“I have always envied Bo Ye, and I envy his courage to break away from the Bo family.”
His words were filled with deep helplessness and desolation.
"Susukino can pursue the life she wants as she pleases, without being bound by family rules and responsibilities. But I am trapped here, unable to break free."
Bo Shicheng turned his head to look at Lin Qingran, his eyes filled with bitterness.
“I’ve wanted to escape countless times, but I didn’t have the courage. I’m afraid of losing everything I have now, even though it’s full of pain and oppression.”
Bo Shicheng's eyes were filled with weariness, and his voice trembled as he spoke.
"So, Miss Jiang, death is the only relief for a coward like me. I'm really tired and don't want to struggle anymore."
Lin Qingran finally couldn't hold back and said urgently.
"You can't think like that! Life can be overwhelming, but you're not a coward. As long as you're alive, there's hope and the possibility of change."
Bo Shicheng looked at her, unmoved, and only gave a bitter smile.
Her expression was sorrowful, and her tone was filled with deep helplessness.
“Miss Jiang, I don’t want to make things difficult for Bo Ye. He has already left the Bo family, so he shouldn’t have been involved in all of this. I would like to ask you to take him away temporarily, far away, until the day I die, and then let him come back.”
Lin Qingran stared at him in disbelief, her eyes wide.
"What nonsense are you talking about!"
Bo Shicheng turned his head away, avoiding Lin Qingran's gaze.
“This is not nonsense. Bo Ye is unwilling to donate bone marrow to me, so please stay far away. I don’t want Bo Ye to suffer because of my illness. I hope that he can live well while I’m not around, unaffected by all of this.”
The door was suddenly pushed open.
Old Master Bo had obviously overheard their conversation outside the door, and in a fit of anger, he rushed in and started arguing with Bo Shicheng.
"You unfilial son, what nonsense are you spouting!"
Old Master Bo's eyes widened in anger, his voice trembling with rage.
Bo Shicheng stubbornly raised his head and looked directly at his father.
“I’m telling the truth. You’ve never really cared about me!”
Old Master Bo pointed his finger at Bo Shicheng in anger, "I've done so much for you, and you're so ungrateful!"
"Your so-called sacrifices are nothing more than satisfying your own desire for control!" Bo Shicheng retorted loudly without backing down.
The atmosphere in the ward instantly became tense, and the argument between the father and son made the air seem to freeze.
Lin Qingran looked at the arguing Old Master Bo and Bo Shicheng and spoke anxiously.
"Stop arguing, now is not the time to fight!"
However, her persuasion had no effect; the two remained glaring at each other, neither willing to give in.
Left with no other choice, Lin Qingran turned around and went out.
But as soon as he stepped outside, he found Bo Ye standing there, looking dejected.
Lin Qingran's heart tightened; she didn't know how to face him.
Bo Ye's eyes were filled with disappointment and pain as he slowly spoke.
"It turns out that there has never been any peace in this house."