Last Love chapter 124
At the moment the doctor uttered those words, Wen Ke’s body swayed violently, on the verge of collapsing.
Xu Jiale hurriedly stepped forward, wrapping his arms tightly around Wen Ke’s shoulders from behind. He could feel the Omega’s body trembling violently in his embrace.
Ignoring everything else, Xu Jiale kept patting Wen Ke’s chest and then covering his lower abdomen, whispering, “Wen Ke, this is the worst-case scenario. I know you’re sad, but you can’t let yourself be too sad—you’re still expecting, you can’t fall down, understand?”
A hissing sound emanated from Wen Ke’s throat, seemingly an attempt to speak.
Xu Jiale lowered his head, locking eyes with Wen Ke. He saw an intense emotion burning in Wen Ke’s light brown pupils, a strong emotion he had never seen before.
For a moment, Xu Jiale felt a tremor in his chest, unable to pinpoint what exactly that emotion was. Gazing directly at Wen Ke’s eyes seemed almost unbearable.
“I won’t fall.”
Wen Ke spoke each word deliberately, “Now is not the time to fall, and it’s definitely not the time for sorrow.”
The Omega is fragile, visibly trembling, yet his tone was unprecedentedly stubborn.
In that instant, Xu Jiale suddenly realized that there was an extremely intense hatred inside—something rarely seen on Wen Ke’s face.
At this moment, Han Zhan also struggled to stand up, speaking hoarsely, “What did you say?”
That was evidently a rhetorical question.
Han Zhan’s palm slammed onto the back of the bench with a crisp, desperate sound emanating from the wooden surface.
Everyone present was startled. Han Zhan exclaimed, “This is impossible. Go and fetch—the most professional gland and brain doctors around here. I want experts to consult tonight. Get it done immediately!”
Han’s eldest brother, Han Zhaoji, bowed slightly, lowering his head in a somewhat helpless manner, and respectfully said, “Dad, when my younger brother was brought in for rescue just now, I had already arranged for the best doctors to be called in.”
When Han Zhan heard this, he suddenly seemed to have difficulty breathing and had to support himself on the hand of his eldest son.
At this moment, this once-sturdy elderly Alpha seemed to have aged unprecedentedly. Even his back seemed a bit hunched in front of his tired and aged appearance. His anger and struggle, in the face of his own old and weary appearance, appeared particularly poignant.
“In fact, there is another possible solution, but… we found that Mr. Han has not marked any Omega so far.”
The doctor glanced at Wen Ke, hesitated, and continued, “Excuse me, are you Mr. Han’s partner?”
“I am.”
Wen Ke stood straight and said, “My name is Wen Ke.”
Han Zhan turned his head, looked at Wen Ke expressionlessly, and the expressions of the Han family members revealed a lack of recognition for Wen Ke’s identity.
“Mr. Han is not brain dead, just unconscious. It’s a stress reaction of his body. In a sense, it’s his active choice to sink his consciousness into another deeper space to escape pain. Prolonged coma will turn him into a vegetative state, and if it continues, we will lose him completely.”
“With our current medical level, in this world, there is no drug or intervention that can guarantee bringing back his consciousness. However, there is something that could be a connection for his consciousness in this world.”
When the doctor hesitated to say these words, Xu Jiale’s heart already had a very bad premonition.
No one in the room was slow to react. Han Zhaoji had already said, “It is marking, Right?”
“Yes, but I just noticed that Mr. Wen’s gland level is not very high, and it seems like the marking has been removed previously. I don’t know Mr. Wen’s situation, so…”
“That’s easy.” Han Zhaoji stood up straight. Clearly, he did not understand the doctor’s concerns. “Although my brother is in a coma, marking can be done artificially, right?”
“Artificial marking is not difficult, but…” The doctor tried to continue in a low voice.
But Han Zhaoji, in a decisive tone, interrupted, “Then there’s no problem. After the surgery, arrange for them to be marked immediately.”
The personnel on the Han family side received the signal and began their respective preparations.
No one asked for Wen Ke’s opinion, as if it didn’t matter at all.
Xu Jiale suddenly felt angry. He supported Wen Ke, turned to the doctor, and asked sternly, “Let me ask you, can you guarantee that Han Jiangque will definitely wake up once he’s marked Wen Ke?”
The doctor shook her head. “As I mentioned, no intervention can guarantee the result. It’s just… it will definitely have an effect.”
“Do you know that Wen Ke’s gland level is too low? After the last marking and removal surgery, the doctor clearly stated that he can’t withstand a second marking removal. In other words, this is his only chance to mark, only this time, with no chance to choose again.”
When Xu Jiale said the second half of the sentence, he seemed to no longer be addressing the doctor but directly pointing the sharp edge at the Han family members.
Han Zhaoji came over. He was slightly taller than Xu Jiale and stared directly at him with a commanding demeanor. “You are Wen Ke’s friend, right? Rest assured, after marking, our Han family will certainly take care of him, whether my brother wakes up or not. We will ensure his money and livelihood for the rest of his life.”
“What if he doesn’t wake up?” Xu Jiale no longer held back, confronting Han Zhaoji directly. “Are you telling me that you want a pregnant Omega to gamble on his own lifelong happiness for the possibility that Han Jiangque might wake up?”
“The past is in the past. Since he has been together with my brother and genuinely liked my brother, he should sacrifice a bit when necessary, don’t you think?”
Han Zhaoji’s rhetoric was that of an upper-class individual. Even though he was ostensibly seeking others’ opinions, the intimidating tone was unprecedentedly strong.
At this moment, Han Zhan did not speak. He sat on the bench, furrowed his brows, and closed his eyes, seeming to have an ambiguous attitude towards this matter.
Even Fu Xiaoyu took two steps forward, hesitated to speak, but glanced at the ICU room displaying the words “rescue in progress,” and ultimately fell silent.
Xu Jiale felt very disappointed and angry. He knew that at a moment like this, everyone would only insist on their own positions.
Compared to Wen Ke’s health, the Han family certainly hoped that Han Jiangque could wake up. They cared more about the hope for Han Jiangque, paying no attention to Wen Ke’s lifelong happiness.
However, they were so hypocritical and heartless. One moment they ignored Wen Ke’s identity, and the next moment, they demanded Wen Ke’s sacrifice in a self-righteous manner.
Fu Xiaoyu, as a friend of Han Jiangque, also hoped that Han Jiangque would wake up. So, Fu Xiaoyu’s heart might also secretly hope that Wen Ke would willingly be marked.
He was the same. But he was also Wen Ke’s friend.
Rather than whether Han Jiangque could wake up or not, he was more concerned about Wen Ke gambling on the unknown with his lifetime happiness.
Xu Jiale was surrounded by these high-level Alphas and their subordinates but showed no signs of backing down. The scent of mint emanating from him, stirred by anger, carried an extremely pungent aroma.
“I warn you, don’t make any decisions for my friend’s sacrifice without my consent.”
Xu Jiale stepped up directly, almost face to face with Han Zhaoji. He said word by word, “With me here, no one can force Wen Ke to make a decision.”
Han Zhaoji’s eyes flashed with a dark thought. Just as it was about to erupt, Wen Ke had already reached out and grabbed Xu Jiale’s arm.
“Xu Jiale.”
His voice was surprisingly calm. “I’m fine.”
Xu Jiale turned back a little anxiously, but when he looked at Wen Ke directly, he was subdued by the calm appearance of this usually gentle Omega.
Wen Ke’s expression was as calm as ice. He looked around the entire corridor, and everyone present was momentarily stunned.
He spoke, step by step approaching Han Zhan. Then, with great effort, he crouched down, supporting his stomach, looking up at the elderly Alpha sitting on the bench.
“Uncle Han.”
Wen Ke spoke slowly and deliberately: “Please believe me—I love Han Jiangque, and for him, I can do anything. So, for the sake of this love, may I also call you dad?”
This statement was so audacious that it left everyone present momentarily stunned.
Even Han’s three brothers didn’t know how to react, except for the third brother, Han Zhaoyu, who couldn’t hold back and sternly exclaimed, “Wen Ke, what are you doing?”
Wen Ke paid no attention to the others, only raised his head, steadfastly staring at Han Zhan.
Han Zhan’s expression was stern, his wrinkles on his face seemed like carved blades, and his gaze slowly moved down from Wen Ke’s face.
Even with just a moment of hesitation, Wen Ke keenly captured it. With unparalleled courage, this Omega tightly grasped the hand of the old man and pressed it against his own stomach.
Wen Ke’s posture was almost humble, but his tone was remarkably composed as he slowly said, “I am carrying his child, twins.”
At this moment, he remained calm, fearing nothing, burdened by no hesitation. If he needed to use the identity of pregnancy to move Han Zhan, he would.
As he touched the soft abdomen of the Omega, Han Zhan’s expression suddenly became unpredictable.
“Dad…”
Wen Ke didn’t wait for Han Zhan’s response, softly calling out.
Han Zhan lowered his gaze; he didn’t speak to stop or remove his hand.
Everyone present understood that, at this moment, the old man tacitly accepted Wen Ke’s address.
“Dad, after Han Jiangque’s incident, I am very, very worried about the safety of both me and the babies. Could you personally assign trustworthy bodyguards to accompany me at all times?”
When Wen Ke said this, Han Zhaoyu’s face suddenly became extremely ugly, but he remained silent.
Han Zhan’s eyes narrowed slightly, then he immediately spoke in a deep voice, “Okay.”
Han Zhan’s eyes dangerously narrowed, but he didn’t turn around to look at his son. He straightforwardly said, “No problem.”
“Another thing is, for the next period, can the management of the IM Group in B City, where Han Jiangque originally was, be temporarily handed over to me? I don’t need any position; I just need temporary command authority.”
“Dad, absolutely not. Wen Ke is just an outsider; how can he…” Han Zhaoyu once again stood up, his expression gloomy.
But when he got to this point, he realized why Wen Ke insisted on calling Han Zhan “Dad.” It wasn’t as simple as it seemed, as Wen Ke’s next requests were something an outsider would find difficult to ask for.
Han Zhan furrowed his brows, contemplating for a long time.
And Wen Ke’s pair of eyes, consistently without the slightest evasion, looked at Han Zhan. His expression was so calm, conveying a clear feeling of “submitting for your consideration.”
Finally, Han Zhan spoke in a low voice, “I’ll temporarily hand it over to you and Fu Xiaoyu. I will personally go to B City in a few days. If Han Jiangque is still unconscious by then, I will take him to B City, where the medical standards and environment are better.”
He didn’t fully agree, but evidently, it was already a significant concession.
At this moment, a silent understanding was reached between Han Zhan and Wen Ke.
Han Zhan could guess what Wen Ke wanted to do, and to some extent, it was something he also desired.
He was too old, no longer as sharp and ruthless as when he was young. He had begun to lose control, tortured by the safety of his son.
He could guess Wen Ke’s reluctance to clarify everything now, because the Han family was not a united front. Each of his sons had their own interests.
He was too old, wanting to see things more clearly but also afraid of really seeing through.
“Thank you,” Wen Ke said softly. “Dad.”
Then he slowly stood up and turned to look at Xu Jiale: “Xu Jiale, Xiaoyu, let’s go out and talk.”
Xu Jiale didn’t say much, and Fu Xiaoyu remained silent. The three of them walked out of the hospital corridor together, standing on the porch in front of the misty glass lobby, watching the snowy scene outside.
After a long time, Xu Jiale couldn’t help it, bluntly saying, “Wen Ke, what exactly are you thinking?”
“Xu Jiale.”
Wen Ke turned around to look at him and said, “Tonight, Xiaoyu will stay here and wait for news about Han Jiangque’s surgery. But the two of us have to go back to B City for a press conference.”
“What?” Xu Jiale thought he had misheard.