My Husband Dug Out My Kidney

Name: My Husband Dug Out My Kidney
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My husband, the judge, still didn't know that I was lying cold and stiff in the morgue. After a night of drinking, he lazily sent me a voice message, "Where did you disappear to? I've won the case, and tonight, I'll celebrate with you." Seeing I didn't reply immediately, he sent two more messages, "Not answering me? What's with the act?" "Just because I didn't help you with your case, you're holding a grudge?" I still didn't respond. Frustrated, he blocked me. It wasn't until the third day, when he hadn't heard from me, that he thought to check the hospital. There, he ran into a nurse. When the nurse recognized him, she scoffed. "What? Just now remembering to look for your wife who died on the operating table?" My husband stopped in his tracks, staring at the nurse in disbelief. "What did you say? Who died?" The nurse gave him a look that seemed to question his intelligence. "Your wife, of course. I really don't know how you were her husband. She had kidney failure, and you still made her donate a kidney. You were just asking for her life." Upon hearing this, he completely lost it, desperately trying to reach me. "Alright, I won't yell at you anymore. Just say something, okay?" "Don't do this to me, I'll go crazy!" "Where on earth did you go?" "You're joking with me, right?" "Please, just reply." But my phone would never connect again. We were meant to live happily ever after, but as a judge, he decided to save his beloved, who was suffering from kidney disease, by unilaterally deciding to give her one of my kidneys. I explained to him that I had kidney failure and that another transplant would surely kill me. But he roared at me with disdain, "She was so gravely ill, you're still here, jealous and fighting for attention! Do you have a heart at all?" Under his forceful decision, I was sent to the hospital for the transplant. In the end, my condition worsened, and I died tragically in a deserted corner of the hospital.

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Chapter 10

09-15 11:03

Chapter 1

My husband, the judge, still doesn't know that I'm lying cold and stiff in the morgue.

After a night of drinking at the bar, he lazily sent me a voice message: "Where have you disappeared to? I won my case, and I want to celebrate with you tonight."

When I didn't reply immediately, he sent two more messages: "Not replying to me? What are you pretending for?" and "Just because I didn't help you with your case, you're ignoring me? That's pretty childish."

I still didn't respond.

Frustrated, he blocked my number.

It wasn't until the third day, when he still hadn't heard from me, that he thought to check the hospital. He ran into a nurse as he arrived.

When the nurse saw that it was my husband, she sneered.

"Now you remember to look for your wife who died on the operating table?"

Gu Shichuan paused, disbelief written all over his face as he looked at the nurse.

"What did you say? Who died?"

The nurse looked at Gu Shichuan as if he were an idiot.

"Your wife, Sang Ning. I can't believe you call yourself her husband. Your wife was suffering from kidney failure, and you made her donate a kidney. That's practically a death sentence!"

Upon hearing this, he went completely mad, frantically trying to call my phone.

"Alright, I won't berate you anymore. Please, just talk to me, okay?

Don't treat me like this; I'll go insane!

Where did you go?

Are you joking with me?

Please, just send a message back."

But he could never reach my phone again.

We were supposed to grow old together, but as a judge, he decided to save his beloved Bai Yueguang, who had a terminal kidney disease, by awarding my kidney to her without my consent.

I tried to explain to him that I had kidney failure and that another transplant would be fatal.

Yet, he shouted at me with disdain: "Wanwan is so seriously ill, and you're here being jealous and seeking attention! Do you even have a heart?"

Under his orders, I was forced to go through with the kidney transplant.

Ultimately, due to the worsening kidney failure, I died miserably in a lonely corner of the hospital.

While Gu Shichuan was outside Song Wanwan's hospital room, I was lying on the cold operating table, waiting in despair for the end.

My body was covered in tubes, and the sound of the machines felt like death's call, reminding me it was time to go.

As my heart monitor flatlined, the news of Song Wanwan's successful surgery came through, and the emergency light of the operating room dimmed. My eyes closed forever.

Maybe my resentment was so strong that my spirit couldn't move on and stayed by Gu Shichuan's side.

Watching him embrace the recovering Song Wanwan, tears of relief in his eyes, my heart sank into an abyss.

I wanted to ask Gu Shichuan if, when we were both wheeled into the operating room, he ever worried about my life or death, even for a moment.

The answer was no. After all, Gu Shichuan had dragged me to court for Song Wanwan's illness, hiring the most renowned lawyer in the field. Under his judgment, I lost.

As they removed my kidney, the pain was so intense that sweat soaked my back. I called him, my voice pleading.

"Husband, I'm sorry, okay? Please don't take my kidney. It hurts so much. I'm going to die."

I, who had never backed down in front of Gu Shichuan, thought that if I admitted defeat and took on all the unfounded accusations, perhaps Gu Shichuan would spare my life for the sake of our five years together.

But Gu Shichuan only sneered coldly over the phone.

"The least you can do is admit you're wrong. Saving Wanwan's life is your fate. Don't think you can get away with this. Don't think that by giving your kidney to Wanwan, you won't have to apologize.Over the years, you've hurt Wanwan time and again.Once Wanwan is better, I'll settle the scores with you."

"You want to die? Not before apologizing to Wanwan!"

I tried to open my cracked lips, to deny those baseless accusations, but I was too exhausted.

Gu Shichuan, seemingly unsatisfied, spat venomously at me.

"You make me sick!"

As the call ended, my heart sank to the depths, taking with it the feelings I had for Gu Shichuan over the five years.

He said I was disgusting, yet when he married me, he lovingly promised he'd cherish me for a lifetime, that I was his first choice, his exception, and his preference.

But with Song Wanwan, he'd forgotten about me, his wife.