Chapter 905 Doubting one’s own judgment
The father nodded and continued: "The reason Xueer left you was because she was terminally ill. She didn't want to drag you down, so she chose to leave."
"Terminally ill?" Lin Gao looked at Lin Xueer in shock. He couldn't believe this fact.
Lin Xueer wiped away her tears and nodded, "Yes, Lin Gao, I am terminally ill. I don't want you to see me in pain. I don't want you to worry about me, so I chose to leave you."< br>
Lin Gao's heart sank suddenly, and he felt that his breathing became difficult.
He looked at Lin Xueer's pale face, feeling filled with guilt and self-blame.
"Then why are you back now?" Lin Gao asked, his voice trembling.
Lin Xueer smiled, with a hint of bitterness in her smile, "Because my disease has been cured, I want to come back to you, I want to tell you the truth, and I want to start over with you."
Lin Gao looked at Lin Xueer with mixed feelings in his heart.
He didn't know what to say, and he didn't know whether to believe Lin Xueer's words.
His father patted Lin Gao on the shoulder and said, "Son, Xueer didn't lie to you. Everything she said was true. Back then, she owed a huge debt for medical treatment. In order to pay off the debt, she had to do some Things that go against one's own will.
Those photos and videos were all maliciously forged. ”
Lin Gao was silent, and he fell into deep contemplation.
He began to doubt his previous judgment, and he began to wonder if he had really misunderstood Lin Xueer.
At this moment, his cell phone rang again, and it was Lin Xueer calling again.
"Lin Gao," Lin Xueer's voice was filled with anxiety,
"I...I was kidnapped, they wanted me...wanted me..."
Lin Xueer's voice was broken and full of fear and despair.
Lin Gao's heart sank suddenly, and he realized that things were not that simple.
He immediately asked: "Where are you? Who kidnapped you?"
"I...I don't know, they...they blindfolded me, I couldn't see anything..."
There was a buzzing sound on the phone, and then it went dead.
Lin Gao's face turned pale. He suddenly raised his head and looked at his father, his eyes full of anger and suspicion.
"Dad, what on earth is going on?"
A trace of panic flashed across his father's face, and he hesitated: "I...I don't know..."
Lin Gao grabbed his father's collar and roared: "You don't know? How dare you say you don't know? Why did you lie to me? Why did you lie to me with Lin Xueer?"
His father's face became even more ugly. He wanted to break away from Lin Gao's control, but Lin Gao's hands were like iron pliers, tightly grasping his collar.
"Say! What is your purpose?" Lin Gao roared, his eyes filled with bloodshot eyes.
At this moment, the study door was pushed open, and several men in black rushed in, surrounding Lin Gao and his father...
My father's face turned red and white, as wonderful as a palette.
He opened his mouth, but nothing came out. Lin Gao's hand tightened tighter and tighter, and he felt like he was about to suffocate.
"Lin Gao, calm down!" A deep voice came from the door.
Lin Gao looked back and saw a tall man in a suit and leather shoes walking in.
Behind the man were several bodyguards in black.
"Who are you?" Lin Gao asked coldly.
"I'm your dad's... friend." The man paused and seemed to be considering his words, "You can call me... Mr. Zhao."
"Mr. Zhao?" Lin Gao sneered, "You came just in time, I was just about to ask what the hell is going on!"
Mr. Zhao walked up to Lin Gao with a trace of imperceptible nervousness on his face, "Lin Gao, I know you have a lot of questions, but now is not the time to talk about these. Xue'er...she is really in trouble. ”
Lin Gao threw his father away and walked to Mr. Zhao, "Trouble? What trouble? Was he kidnapped? Or was he..." Lin Gao paused and did not continue, but the suspicion and anger in his eyes were clear. It's more obvious.
Mr. Zhao sighed, "Lin Gao, I know it's hard for you to accept, but... Xue'er's illness has not been completely cured..."
"What?!" Lin Gao felt his head buzzing, and he couldn't believe his ears.
"Xue'er's disease has recurred and is more serious than before..." Mr. Zhao's voice was low and slow, "She needs a lot of money for surgery..."
"Money?" Lin Gao sneered, "Money again? How much does she owe?"
Mr. Zhao hesitated and said: "Ten million..."
"Ten million?"
Lin Gao repeated it, with a trace of ridicule flashing in his eyes, "Okay, ten million, I'll give it! But, I have a condition."
Mr. Zhao raised his head and looked at Lin Gao, "What are the conditions?"
"I want to see Lin Xueer with my own eyes. I want to confirm whether she is really sick. I want to confirm whether she really needs this money!"
Mr. Zhao was silent for a moment, then nodded, "Okay, I promise you."
An hour later, Lin Gao followed Mr. Zhao to a private hospital.
In the VIP ward of the hospital, Lin Gao met Lin Xueer.
Lin Xueer was lying on the hospital bed, her face pale and her breathing weak. Her body was covered with various tubes and she looked very weak.
Lin Gao's heart sank suddenly, and he felt that his breathing became difficult.
He walked to the hospital bed and looked at Lin Xueer, his heart filled with guilt and self-blame.
"Xue'er..." Lin Gao called softly, his voice trembling a little.
Lin Xueer slowly opened her eyes and saw a weak smile on her face when she saw Lin Gao.
"Lin Gao...you are here..."
"Xue'er, how are you?" Lin Gao held Lin Xue'er's hand, his palm was a little wet.
"I...I'm fine..." Lin Xueer's voice was so low that it was almost inaudible.
"Xue'er, why did you lie to me? Why did you say that your disease has been cured?"
Lin Gao asked, with a hint of choking in his voice.
Lin Xueer's tears flowed down, "I'm sorry, Lin Gao... I don't want you to worry... I don't want you to see me in pain..."
Lin Gao held Lin Xueer's hand tightly, his heart full of pain and helplessness.
"Xue'er, don't worry, I will cure you. No matter how much it costs, I will cure you!"
Lin Xueer shook her head, "It's useless, Lin Gao... My illness has reached an advanced stage... There is no hope..."
Lin Gao's heart sank suddenly, and he felt that his world had collapsed.
"No, Xue'er, no, you will be fine..." Lin Gao hugged Lin Xue'er tightly, his body trembling slightly.
At this moment, the door to the ward was pushed open and Mr. Zhao walked in.
"Lin Gao, the doctor said that Xue'er's condition is not optimistic and she needs surgery immediately..."
(End of chapter)