Chapter 143 - 145 【145】Two Men Start Fighting 3
I only hate myself for not being able to guard Xia Xiaonuan all the time, which caused her to get hurt.
The doctor said that Xia Xiaonuan needed to be observed in the ICU for an hour before visitors could see her.
Meanwhile, Liang Shaochen sat on a chair, seemingly lost in a daze.
Sitting there numbly, sometimes holding his forehead with his hand, his handsome face pale, lost in his thoughts.
Nangong Zhongli stayed by his side the entire time.
"Big brother... If you want to blame someone, just blame me. I was the one who asked Xiaonuan to help find Shaochen... Please don’t be mad at him." Nangong Zhongli feared that Nangong Yaoling would hold Liang Shaochen responsible, affecting the brothers’ relationship.
She had always greatly respected and somewhat feared her elder brother, Nangong Yaoling.
If Nangong Yaoling lost his temper, no one would have a good time.
So she kept pleading for Liang Shaochen in front of Nangong Yaoling.
Nangong Yaoling knew that Liang Shaochen had been severely affected by the death of a girl he once loved.
Although he had never met that girl, he knew a little about Liang Shaochen.
Because Liang Shaochen had been searching for a girl named Qiqi for many years.
This time, when the girl had an accident, it was understandable that he was devastated.
However, what he couldn’t comprehend was how, out of everyone looking for Liang Shaochen, only Xia Xiaonuan managed to find him.
And in such a remote place.
Of course, only Xia Xiaonuan knew the answer to that.
But now, the woman was still unconscious.
He was really burning with unvented anger and didn’t know how to release it.
"The person’s out of danger; you all can go back." Nangong Yaoling finally spoke.
Nangong Zhongli seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.
She said to Liang Shaochen, "Shaochen, with big brother here, you can take a break. I’ll take you back to rest..."
Liang Shaochen didn’t speak but stubbornly didn’t move.
"If you stay here, Zhongli will have to stay with you. Xiaonuan’s injury was premeditated by someone and has nothing to do with you." Nangong Yaoling glanced at Liang Shaochen, seeing his self-blame, and spoke with a hint of helplessness.
Liang Shaochen stayed silent for a moment, then finally said "sorry" and left.
As he reached the door, he paused.
"Shaochen." A gentle voice beside him reminded him.
He gave Nangong Zhongli a faint smile and then walked out the door.
Though he didn’t want to leave like this, he had no other choice.
Nangong Feihong insisted on staying.
Nangong Yaoling knew his temperament and how deep his feelings were for Xiaonuan, so he didn’t bother with him.
The sky outside gradually brightened.
The misty light fell on the face of the girl lying on the hospital bed.
Making her face appear as if it was covered in a layer of mist.
The pale skin of her cheeks, as delicate as a porcelain doll, finally started to gain some color with the infusion of fresh blood.
Xia Xiaonuan slowly opened her eyes.
Her clear and sleepy eyes carrying a bit of confusion.
Her long eyelashes fluttered.
"You’re awake." A hoarse voice that betrayed no emotion sounded beside her.
Xia Xiaonuan’s unfocused pupils gradually found the source of the voice.
Nangong Yaoling, dressed in a white shirt, sat in a chair by the bed, his handsome face and sharp black eyes staring intently at her.
Xia Xiaonuan was taken aback.
Then she recalled the events that had occurred.
Someone was trying to kill her.
She got stabbed while saving Liang Shaochen.
Everything felt like a movie.
But the pain in her body was so clear.