The obsessive CEO's white moonlight is me

Chapter 172 Life hangs by a thread

Bai Chuhua finally stopped Bai Yu just as he was about to open the document. "Xiao Yu, wait a minute!" His voice revealed a hint of hesitation and uncertainty.

Bai Yu stopped what he was doing upon hearing the sound, turned to look at Bai Chuhua, and a look of confusion appeared on his face.

"This belongs to Fu Shiyue. Why are we looking at this?" Bai Chuhua's gaze fell on the file folder that Bai Yu was holding tightly in his hand. His brows furrowed slightly, as if he was full of doubts about the file folder.

Bai Yu unconsciously gripped the file folder tightly, his eyes never leaving it, as if it contained some important secret that he couldn't let Bai Chuhua know.

Bai Chuhua noticed Bai Yu's unusual behavior, and a sense of doubt arose in his heart. He remembered that Bai Yu was not like this before; he had always been a frank and direct person who never hid anything from others.

Over the years, how many things has Bai Yu been hiding from him? Bai Chuhua pondered to himself.

Bai Yu, however, looked on with curiosity as he faced Bai Chuhua's questioning. He didn't understand why Bai Chuhua cared so much about this file, and judging from what Bai Chuhua had just said, Fu Shiyue and his father were definitely suspicious of him.

It seems that Fu Shiyue told Bai Chuhua some things, which means that Bai Chuhua has also begun to have some doubts about her past.

Bai Yu realized that he had to dispel Bai Chuhua's thoughts as soon as possible, otherwise the consequences could be unimaginable...

“Dad, don’t you think there’s something strange about this?” Bai Yuhua frowned slightly as he looked at his father. “Fu Shiyue is guarding this file so carefully; there must be some important secret hidden inside. Maybe this secret will be the key to our competition with him, giving us the upper hand!”

Bai Chuhua's heart stirred upon hearing his son's words, but he still hesitated: "But these are his things after all, it's not really appropriate for us to look at them without permission..."

"What time is it? Why are you still worrying about this!" Bai Yu interrupted impatiently. "If we miss this golden opportunity to get to know him, who knows how much we'll suffer in the future!"

After saying that, driven by his curiosity, Bai Yu reached out to open the document bag.

However, just as he was about to succeed, a sudden voice rang out in the ward: "You're making a racket here, disturbing the patient's rest. If you have something to say, go outside!"

The sudden reprimand made Bai Yu stop what he was doing. Bai Chuhua turned around and saw a nurse standing at the door, looking at them with a serious expression.

The nurse's arrival completely disrupted their plans.

Bai Chuhua and Bai Yu looked at each other, momentarily at a loss for what to do.

The nurse clearly didn't give them much time to react. She quickly walked over, separated the two without any politeness, and picked up the file folder that had fallen to the ground.

"These are the patient's things, how can you just touch them like that?" The nurse glared at them, then gently placed the file bag on Bai Wei's bedside table. "You can go out now, we'll talk about it after the patient wakes up."

Although Bai Chuhua and Bai Yu were unwilling, they could only leave the ward dejectedly in the face of the nurse's tough attitude.

The nurse watched them leave, shook her head helplessly, and then turned around to change Bai Wei's IV drip.

After everything was taken care of, the nurse quietly left the ward, closing the door behind her and leaving behind a peaceful atmosphere.

The large ward was quiet, with only Bai Wei lying quietly on the bed, her body intertwined with the ticking sound of the IV drip.

Bai Wei closed her eyes tightly, immersed in a dream. The surrounding noise was faint and indistinct, as if it came from a distant place.

In her dream, Bai Wei found herself in a magnificent yet eerie room. The room was lavishly decorated, yet it exuded a strange atmosphere. She felt a nameless fear, as if this place hid some secret.

Just then, a man came into her sight. However, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't make out his face. All she knew was that this man was the one who had raised her since she was a child.

The man was extremely demanding of her, forcing her to do all sorts of things and undergo rigorous training every day. This included practicing marksmanship, which was no easy feat for her. If she failed to meet his standards, she would be locked in a terrible place, starving and freezing, until he gave the order to be released.

Day after day, year after year, Bai Wei's life was filled with stress and fear. Yet, the man was sometimes very kind to her; this inconsistent attitude confused her.

For a moment, she couldn't quite understand his unpredictable moods.

The scene suddenly shifted, as if time had frozen at that moment. She stood in a bustling venue, all eyes on her. She wore a pristine white wedding dress.

She slowly raised her head, her gaze sweeping across the crowd below the stage before finally settling on her hand. It was being held tightly by a man, his hand warm and strong. Following his arm, she saw him—it was Fu Shiyue.

He was dressed in a well-tailored suit, his posture upright, his handsome face radiating deep affection as he looked at himself.

Just then, Bai Wei suddenly felt a strange heat flow in her abdomen.

She looked down and saw a bright red stain gradually seeping into her white wedding dress—it was blood! Blood gushed out from her abdomen like a spring, quickly staining the hem of the wedding dress red.

Bai Wei stared wide-eyed in horror, unable to believe what she was seeing. Her body began to tremble, and her hand involuntarily loosened its grip on Fu Shiyue's.

Then he collapsed too...

She lay there, and a tear slid down her cheek.

There were many other scenes in the dream.

Fu Shiyue and Bai Yu were arguing fiercely when the file folder was thrown on the ground, scattering documents everywhere.

She tried to pick up the documents, but with each step she took closer, they turned to ashes.

Suddenly, Bai Chuhua appeared, looking at her coldly, and questioned her why she had betrayed her father and brother. Bai Wei tried to explain, but found herself unable to make a sound.

Then, the nurse approached her with a syringe, a sinister smile on her face, the liquid inside emitting a pungent odor. She struggled desperately, trying to escape this terrifying dream.

Just as she was feeling hopeless, a clear bird song rang out. She slowly opened her eyes, but saw nothing.

The vital signs machine next to Bai Wei suddenly emitted a rapid alarm, and the lines on the screen, which had been steady, began to plummet like a roller coaster.

The previously stable heart rate, blood pressure, and blood oxygen saturation values ​​all became extremely unstable in an instant, as if they were being violently pulled down by an invisible hand.

"Beep beep beep beep..." The piercing call bell suddenly rang out in the quiet ward, its sharp sound breaking the original tranquility.

The nurses and doctors rushed into the ward upon hearing the alarm. Their expressions instantly turned serious as they watched the vital signs on the monitor steadily decline.

"Quick, prepare for resuscitation!" the lead doctor shouted. The nurses immediately sprang into action, bringing in various emergency equipment. Bai Wei's consciousness gradually blurred; she seemed to see the mysterious man's figure again, appearing and disappearing in a mist.

"Notify Dr. Qin and General Manager Fu to come immediately!"

Despite the doctors' frantic efforts to save her, Bai Wei's life remained teetering on the brink of death.

Meanwhile, outside the ward, Fu Shiyue, Bai Yu, and Bai Chuhua rushed over after learning about the situation. They stood at the door with different expressions, all waiting for the result inside the ward.

Fu Shiyue clenched his fists tightly, his eyes fixed on the red words "Operation in Progress" above the operating room door. Veins bulged on his forehead, and his heart was filled with anxiety.

Bai Yu, meanwhile, kept glancing at Fu Shiyue with shifty eyes, his hands nervously twisting the hem of his clothes. Bai Chuhua's expression was grave, his eyes revealing a hint of worry, but more so a consideration of the situation.

Inside the operating room, the doctors raced against time to save Bai Wei, their clothes soaked with sweat. Dr. Qin arrived and quickly joined the rescue team. He carefully examined Bai Wei's condition.

"The patient seems to have given up all hope of survival..." said another surgeon.

Qin An's expression was also very grave, his forehead covered in sweat. "She's President Fu's most beloved person. If she dies, none of us will escape unscathed. We can't give up! I'm still researching her poison."

Then, a series of instructions were issued. Time passed second by second, but Bai Wei's vital signs still showed no significant improvement.

Suddenly, the heart rate indicator on the monitor turned into a straight line, and the doctors looked at each other in disbelief.

"try again!"

Just when everyone was in despair, Dr. Qin decisively took the last measure, and after some effort, the heart rate finally started to rise again.

Bai Wei is temporarily out of danger, but remains in a coma.

The operating room door slowly opened, and Dr. Qin walked out wearily.

Fu Shiyue rushed forward and asked anxiously, "How is she?"

Qin An took off his mask. "She's temporarily out of danger, but still unconscious. And the poison in her body is very troublesome; I'm still investigating it." Fu Shiyue breathed a sigh of relief, but his eyes remained worried.

Bai Yu stepped forward and asked feigning concern, "When will you wake up?" Dr. Qin shook his head, "It's hard to say."

Bai Chuhua stood to the side, his eyes deep in thought, seemingly lost in contemplation.

Fu Shiyue entered the ward, sat down beside Bai Wei's bed, held her hand tightly, and whispered, "You must wake up." Bai Yu watched this scene from outside the ward, a hint of jealousy and resentment flashing in his eyes. He clenched his fists secretly, plotting a new scheme to sabotage the situation and gain personal benefit.

After a while, Bai Chuhua stood quietly at the door, his gaze fixed on the person inside the room. His figure appeared somewhat lonely, as if he had been forgotten by the entire world.

Fu Shiyue knew it was him, but he didn't look at him; he continued to gaze at the person lying quietly...

Bai Chuhua slowly took a step towards that person. Each step seemed so heavy, as if a thousand pounds were weighing him down. Finally, he stood beside Fu Shiyue.

His gaze fell on the bedside table, where there was a file folder, the very one that Fu Shiyue was originally going to give him. It was good that Bai Yu hadn't taken it.

Bai Chuhua hesitated for a moment, then finally reached out and picked up the file folder. His fingers gently touched the surface of the folder.

Then, he slowly unscrewed the thread on the document bag and carefully opened it.

Bai Chuhua took a deep breath, slowly reached into the document bag, and took out the contents.

There were some photos and a voice recorder...