He remained motionless, sitting by the bed, holding Xiang Nan's hand, like a lifeless statue.
"Brother Xiang hasn't woken up yet?" Xiahou Xiyue felt sad when she saw this scene.
"The knife stabbed very deep and caused a lot of bleeding. He needs some time." Duanmu Xiu put his arm around her shoulders, feeling heavy.
"It's all my fault. If it hadn't been for me, Brother Xiang wouldn't have been confused and stabbed." If something happened to Xiang Nan, her heart would never feel better in her life.
"It's none of your business. The doctor said his life is not in danger. He will wake up. I won't allow him to take so many vacations. What will it be like without a manager at home?" Duanmu Xiu said deliberately with a straight face.
Xiahou Xiyue walked to the bedside, looked at the pale Xiang Nan, and said with choked sobs: "Brother Xiang, you must continue to support me."
Ling Shaotian's eyes were always on him, as if he didn't see them coming in, and he said nothing, which made people feel distressed.
"Shaotian, you haven't rested for a few days. I'll help you keep an eye on him. You go and rest." Xiahou Xiyue couldn't stand it and advised him to rest.
It seemed as if half a century had passed before he shook his head and said in a hoarse voice, "No, I want to watch him wake up here."
"What are you doing? If you continue like this, you won't be able to bear it. If you fall down before Brother Xiang wakes up, who will take care of him then?" Seeing him doing this for Xiang Nan, Xiahou Xiyue felt sad.
Sour.
"I won't fall until he wakes up." Ling Shaotian remained motionless and refused to leave no matter what.
"Husband." It was strange that he would not fall. Looking at his virtue, she felt heartbroken and turned to Duanmu Xiu.
"Yes." Duanmu Xiu hummed softly, stepped forward, and suddenly struck Ling Shaotian with his knife on the back of the neck. With a snap, Ling Shaotian fell down. Duanmu Xiu immediately picked him up and carried him to the ward.
Put him on another bed inside, throw him down and forget about it.
He was a god-like man with super strong mobility. The corner of Xiahou Xiyue's mouth twitched.
"Honey, he's lying down." Duanmu Xiu straightened his messy sleeves and said calmly.
"You are so violent." I wonder if Ling Shaotian will want to kill someone after he wakes up.
Duanmu Xiu raised his eyebrows and squinted at her: "Don't you want him to rest?" If you don't do this, how can he be willing to rest?
"Okay." She wanted him to rest, but she didn't mean to use such a violent method. But she had already done it, so she didn't hesitate anymore. She sat down by the bed and looked at the unconscious man.
Xiang Nan wanted to hold his hand and talk, but two ice-like eyes stared at him from behind, so he had to give up.
"Brother Xiang, I'm sorry, it was me who caused you to get hurt."
A palm was immediately placed on her shoulder. She turned back, looked at his frowning face, shook her head and said, "I have something to say to Brother Xiang. Can you go out first?"
Duanmu Xiu's brows furrowed even more tightly. She had something to say that he couldn't let him listen to, so she actually asked him to go out and held her shoulder and wrist hard.
"Husband..." Hey, didn't you just ask him to avoid it? Do you want to be more serious with her?
The man's face was tense.
"Husband..." The woman's voice was soft, with a long ending that was abrasive.
"In a moment." After staring at her for a long time, the man felt aggrieved, let go of his hand, turned around, and went out.
"It'll be fine soon." Looking at his straight back, Xiahou Xiyue's lips slightly raised. He really didn't want to be separated from her for a minute.
I said it would be over in the next few days, but it’s not over yet! The finale hasn’t come out yet, so keep reading!
