"Jian Shen, I...it hurts so much!"

"Jian Shen, help me!"

Fang Qinglian cried softly and weakly, and her whole body quickly leaned into Lu Jianshen's arms.

Lu Jianshen supported her and looked at Nanxi with deep eyes.

Nanxi just stood there, maintaining the same posture without moving. She even didn't even blink.

She still held the knife in her hand, and blood was dripping from the edge. The blood was still hot, and the strong smell of blood spread throughout the room.

Seeing Lu Jianshen supporting Fang Qinglian, her eyes were cold and unchanged at all.

Normally, she would have been very worried and panicked, fearing that Lu Jianshen would misunderstand her.

But now, it doesn't matter.

Nothing mattered anymore, no matter what he wanted to say or do, it didn't matter to her.

No matter what he thought, whether he thought she was evil-hearted or cruel, she didn't care.

My heart is dead, maybe that’s it.

Everything the other person says means nothing to you.

"Since you feel so distressed, why don't you take your confidante for treatment quickly? If you delay her here any longer, her life will be lost." Nanxi raised her eyes and saw Lu Jianshen said calmly.

Lu Jianshen looked at Nanxi almost in disbelief.

At that moment, he felt that she was so strange, not the Nanxi he knew at all.

The Nanxi he knew was obviously a kind-hearted little girl who would take care of even an injured bird before letting it fly; a little girl who wouldn't even dare to step on a bug.

He is a person who is happy for the happiness of others and sad for the sorrow of others.

But at this moment, her eyes were too cold, shrouded in a layer of mist, and so cold that there was no warmth at all.

Too cold, too cold.

"I'm in so much pain, Jianshen, let's go find a doctor quickly, I'm in terrible pain." Fang Qinglian huddled in Lu Jianshen's arms, the way she looked showed the essence of White Lotus to its fullest.

Lu Jianshen's eyes fell on Nan Xi's hand. There was still blood on her hand. He couldn't tell whether it was the blood on the knife or the blood from her injured hand.

"your hands……"

Just as he opened his mouth, Nan Xi suddenly interrupted him and said without thinking: "No need to ask, I know what you want to ask. I did it. I stabbed Fang Qinglian's chest wound with a knife."

This time, she admitted it simply and directly, without any sloppiness.

Since this is the answer he wants, she will grant it to him and give it to him.

However, for some reason, when Lu Jianshen heard the answer, his dark eyes not only did not soften, but instead looked even colder, like a heavy snow cover, so deep that no one could see the bottom.

Nan Xi chuckled lightly, and couldn't help but sarcastic in her eyes: He is really difficult to maintain, she has already admitted it readily, what else does he want?

"What are you laughing at?" Lu Jianshen asked, locking her black eyes tightly.

"Mr. Xiaolu is really passionate about his confidante."

She admitted it all, but he was still unwilling to give up.

So, what do you want?

Is blood debt repaid with blood?

Nan Xi closed her little feet and walked closer to Lu Jianshen. Lu Jianshen's eyes were calm, but his heart was already turbulent.

He had clearly felt that after this car accident, she seemed to be a changed person.

She is no longer the delicate and frail woman she used to be. She has become stronger, colder, and more heart-warming.

On the way to rescue Fang Qinglian, what always appeared in his mind was the image of her coldly asking him to leave. Later, it was her calling him, crying and pleading over and over again.

In fact, his heart has long since become completely soft.

However, he was wrong, very wrong.

He thought she was just trying to prove her position in his heart and compete with Qinglian.

Human life was at stake, so he could only choose to save Qinglian first and then comfort her.

But he didn't expect that everything was true. She was really in a car accident and was seriously injured.

It was a rainstorm that day, the rainstorm she was most afraid of. How desperate and scared she was!

As soon as he closed his eyes, what came to Lu Jianshen's mind was the image of her calling him in the heavy rain, covered in mud and bleeding, but he refused.

He is her husband, the person she is closest to in the world now!

However, he gave up on her.

Lu Jianshen felt regretful in his heart, but he knew very well that there are all kinds of medicines in this world, but there is no regret medicine.

How should he make up for what he owed her?

He had originally planned to send Qinglian abroad after rescuing her. He would completely cut off contact with her on both sides of the ocean and cut off all contact information. From now on, they would be like two completely different people.

Relevant strangers alike.

If this was the only way to make her feel at ease, he was willing.

But it was too late, he was one step too late after all.

Nan Xi raised his feet and took another step closer to Lu Jianshen.

Suddenly, she screamed with a hiss, and her brows instantly knitted together.

There was an excruciating pain in the sole of my foot, and blood came out instantly.

It must be glass ballast.

When Fang Qinglian went out just now, she threw a glass angrily. When she got out of bed, she was barefoot and without shoes, so what she was stepping on now must be broken glass.

"Nan Xi..." Lu Jianshen shouted nervously: "How is it? Are you injured somewhere?"

"I'm fine, so I won't bother Mr. Lu." Nan Xi raised her head and replied coldly.

Looking at the distance between the two, she reached out and handed the knife in her hand to Lu Jianshen: "I was the one who caused Fang Qinglian's injury. I admit that since you feel so distressed, okay, I'll give you a chance. Now I'm close

So close, you can use this knife to return it, I will never retreat."

After Nan Xi finished speaking, she still couldn't help but feel sad in her heart.

But actually this is pretty good, isn’t it?

As long as he stabs her, the relationship between them will be completely clear, completely cut off, and there will be no more entanglements.

"Do you think this is what I want?"

Lu Jianshen's heart was filled with sadness one after another. How could she think that what he wanted was blood repayment?

Is he, Lu Jianshen, that kind of man in her heart?

Don't say that he doesn't believe that she stabbed the knife intentionally. Even if it was, he would not point the knife at his wife.

But these words had a completely different meaning to Nan Xi's ears.

"Really?" She smiled: "Then Mr. Lu wants to send me to prison and hand me over to the law?"

"If this can calm your anger and allow you to seek justice for Fang Qinglian, then I'm sorry, I will never plead guilty to Fang Qinglian."

"Nanxi, that's not what I meant. You misunderstood." Lu Jianshen looked at her with distress in his eyes.
Chapter completed!