After divorcing the mute girl, President Gu knelt down and begged for reconciliation.

Chapter 42 Motive
Gu Xijue stood in front of the window of the intensive care unit, his eyes fixed on the woman lying on the hospital bed with tubes inserted all over her body.

The hospital leaders standing behind him quickly gave Song Jin'an's attending physician a look, signaling him to come up and speak.

"Mr. Gu, your wife's vital signs are relatively stable. We can only wait for her to wake up before we can conduct further examinations."

Some examinations can only be performed when the patient is conscious; they can only continue once the patient is awake.

Gu Xijue's eyes were deep and his lips were tightly pursed. The atmosphere was so tense that no one dared to breathe heavily.

"Ah."

He simply grunted in response, which made some people wonder if the relationship between President Gu and his wife was really as bad as the rumors suggested. Couples with even a little affection would be so calm when their wives and children were on the verge of death.

The attending physician told Gu Xijue more about Song Jin'an's condition. This time, she had suffered very serious injuries and was even at risk of paralysis.

As Gu Xijue listened, his brows furrowed more and more. A sense of fear crept into his heart. He didn't know why, but he was afraid that the woman on the bed would die silently...

The entanglement between the two of them was so deep that even now, they are still somewhat dazed.

Instead of the expected relief, I was overwhelmed by unexpected and complex emotions.

After meeting Song Jin'an, Gu Xijue went to the neonatal department. Normally, he wasn't allowed to enter because he wasn't a staff member, but since he was Gu Xijue, a cash cow, no one dared to say no.

So he put on the same equipment as the neonatal intensive care unit staff and entered the neonatal intensive care unit.

His daughter with that woman was lying inside a transparent dome in the very center.

The attending physician and nurses who were helping to take care of the little one stood next to Gu Xijue, talking about everything about the baby.

After being brought in, Gu Xijue learned everything about the baby girl: how much weight she had gained, how many milliliters of milk she drank each day, her physical condition, and whether her bowel movements were normal.

He looked at the baby girl on the stage with her eyes closed. She was so small, with a wristband on her thin wrist.

The label reads: "Song Jin'an's son," and below it is recorded that he has grown from two kilograms when he first entered the intensive care unit to two thousand and fifty grams, having only gained a tiny bit of weight.

"Mr. Gu, overall, the child is developing in a positive direction in all aspects, so you don't need to worry too much." The doctor noticed that he was staring at the weight column with a furrowed brow and immediately spoke up.

Gu Xijue looked at the child who was born two months premature, his brow furrowing the entire time.

"Why does it still look so wrinkled?" When I brought it out of the emergency room a couple of days ago, it already looked wrinkled. Now it's been in the neonatal ward for two days and it still looks like a little monkey with a wrinkled little face.

"Premature newborns don't develop very well in all aspects because of their low birth weight, little subcutaneous fat, and inability to stretch their skin, which leads to skin wrinkles. With more care, they will look better."

The doctor quickly explained that Gu Xijue's words, though seemingly disdainful, actually contained a hint of heartache.

Once feelings are formed, there will be entanglements. At first glance, I didn't feel much excitement, but now, looking at my daughter who looks like a little monkey who hasn't fully grown up, I'm actually a little moved.

After checking on the adults and children, Gu Xijue went to the police station.

The police have conducted a full investigation into the car accident, but the results have not been satisfactory.

"Mr. Gu, to this day, we still have no clue as to Mr. Lin's motive for committing the crime," Wei Zhou said as he walked up to Gu Xijue.

(End of this chapter)