Seeing that Fang Xiujing was still hesitating and unable to make up her mind, Zhao Wenyu urged, "Mom, stop waffling. Let's bring dad home first and hire a nurse to take care of him. As for what happens later, it will depend on him."
Whether he lives or dies, it's up to his own fate. Forcing him to stay alive in the hospital is a kind of torture as well.
Fang Xiujing stared at Zhao Rongwei for a while, thought about what her son had just said, and gritted her teeth in anger, "I leave this matter to you."
Since her husband's accident, Fang Xiujing had devoted herself to caring for him at his bedside every day, fulfilling all her obligations as a wife. But the revelation of her husband's affair with his secretary made her feel ice cold. It felt as if all her strength had been sucked out of her, leaving her shivering.
She didn't want to stay in the hospital for another moment.
