Love Never Ends

Zhinuan came out of the resuscitation room and went straight to the ICU. All family and friends were forbidden to visit, so Zhixin could only stick her head out of the small window and look at Zhinuan who was not sleeping well on the bed.    

"Zhixin, you have been tired for the whole day. Go home and have a good rest. I will stay here and look at Zhinuan. Don't worry." Dai Yunting urged Zhixin to go back.    

Zhixin shook her head, but her eyes remained in Zhinuan's ward. She did not shift her gaze and said, "I am not going back. Yunting, I will stay here and look at Zhinuan."    

"Zhixin..." Dai Yunting still wanted to persuade Zhixin.    

"Yunting, I know you are doing this for my own good. Thank you! But I'm really worried."    

Dai Yunting sighed helplessly. He could only let Zhixin continue to stay here. "It's fine if you don't want to go back and rest. Come, sit down first. You've been standing there for almost an hour. Aren't you tired?"    

As Dai Yunting spoke, he sat down on the bench outside the ward. Seeing that Zhixin did not move, he stretched out his hand and pulled. "Come, let me talk to you about Zhinuan's situation."    

When Zhixin heard that he wanted to talk about Zhinuan's condition, she sat down beside Dai Yunting.    

Dai Yunting looked at Zhixin's thin face and felt his heart ache. He pursed his lips and prepared for a while before he opened his mouth. "Zhinuan might need to undergo chemotherapy."    

Dai Yunting's words made Zhixin's eyes tighten. Her originally bloodless face turned even paler.    

"Yunting, is there really no other way?"    

Dai Yunting took a deep breath and looked at Zhixin. He couldn't bear to look at her. But he still told her the truth, "Save Zhinuan this time. It was as if we took Zhinuan back from the hands of the god of death. To be honest, It was a miracle that Zhinuan could survive this. The number of blood cells in his body was increasing rapidly. The only way we can suppress it is through chemotherapy. Otherwise, Zhinuan... "    

"I know, I know..." Zhixin's face was pale. She quickly grabbed Dai Yunting's arm and signaled him not to continue.    

She did not want to hear it and did not dare to.    

Her red and swollen eyes were filled with tears of pain. "I'm afraid Zhinuan will not be able to endure it..."    

She didn't dare to imagine what kind of painful experience chemotherapy was for Zhinuan, who was still young.    

No mother would be willing to send her child into that horrible chemotherapy room again and again.    

Dai Yunting held Zhixin's trembling hands and tried to pass all the heat on his body to her, "Zhixin, think about it carefully. As for the money for the chemotherapy and the hospitalization fees for this month, don't worry about it anymore. Just leave it to me."    

"No!"    

Zhixin immediately refused.    

"Yunting, don't do this. Zhinuan and I owe you too much. I owe you so much money that I can't pay it back. " I... I don't want you to do this anyway. You will only make me feel worse. " Zhixin started to speak incoherently. "Anyway, don't worry about Zhinuan's medical fees. I will definitely find a way to earn money. Besides, I will be able to get three portions of salary at the end of the month. " The hospital fees will definitely be paid, so don't worry about me anymore. "Even if you take the initiative to help me pay the money, I will still return it to you."    

"Zhixin, sometimes you are too stubborn." Dai Yunting sighed. "Listen to me. Don't make things difficult for yourself."    

"It's okay. I can handle it."    

Zhixin shook her head stubbornly.    

There was only half a month left before Zhinuan's chemotherapy session. Zhixin's vault was still empty. Her salary could only be obtained at the end of the month. Zhi Xin was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. She gritted her teeth and found a part-time job after midnight.    

This part-time job was selling alcohol in the KTV. The more alcohol she sold, the higher the commission.    

Actually, Zhixin knew better than anyone else. This is definitely not a proper job.    

Every day, she would be faced with people who were mixed up with dragons and snakes and were obsessed with money and money. It was inevitable that the boss would not encourage these young ladies who sold alcohol to accompany them.    

Even if Zhixin's alcohol tolerance was no longer good, even if she hated the smell of alcohol, and even if she hated all kinds of men, what could she do? Shen Zhixin was short of money, and she urgently needed money to save her life!    

As long as she did not need to sell her body, sell her soul, and only drink a little wine, she would not refuse. She did not have any leeway to refuse.    

On this day, at four o'clock in the morning, Zhixin returned home with the smell of cigarettes and wine.    

The first thing she did was to take a bath.