Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Shui Anluo had no time to think. She quickly rushed downstairs with her phone in hand but saw Chu Ningyi who had just ended a call with a sunken expression.
Shui Anluo stopped and propped one hand on the banister. Her legs seemed to have lost the ability to support her body.
After Chu Ningyi put his phone down, he looked at Shui Anluo. His furrowed brows clearly conveyed that the current situation was dire.
Shui Anluo’s legs turned into jelly. She wanted to speak but was afraid to open her mouth.
Regardless of how much she hates Shui Moyun, he was still her biological father. No one could change that fact.
“Shui Moyun has been admitted into the intensive care ward. Would you like to go to the hospital and see him?” Chu Ningyi asked in a dark voice.
The little darling was sitting on Chu Ningyi’s lap, blissfully unaware of what had just happened. At this moment, his little head was drooping as he dozed off.
The intensive care ward.
Shui Anluo sat on the steps. At that moment, she was unsure if she should be sighing with relief or if she should be fraught with worry.
He was at the intensive care ward so he was still alive.
However, how long would he be able to live in the intensive care ward?
Chu Ningyi handed the sleeping little darling over to Maid Yu before he wheeled his chair over to Shui Anluo.
“I never wanted him to die, I truly never did.” Shui Anluo muttered softly but now, all of ‘A’ City would know that she, Shui Anluo, had wanted to anger her father to death.
Chu Ningyi slowly rose to his feet and supported himself with the banister as he slowly walked up. He swallowed the pain in his leg and crouched down next to Shui Anluo before stroking her head.
Shui Anluo hugged herself tightly like a hurt little animal without a home.
“I’ll come with you to the hospital.” As Chu Ningyi watched Shui Anluo in this state, he suddenly felt that perhaps Shui Moyun should not die just yet. If he were to die now, this would follow Shui Anluo’s for the rest of her life.
Shui Anluo looked up at him and pursed her lips. Her large eyes were filled with tears tinged with fear and confusion.
“Chu Ningyi…” She cried out softly.
Chu Ningyi pulled her head onto his shoulder and gently patted her back as if trying to pacify her fears and anxiety.
Shui Anluo may seem like a prickly little hedgehog in front of everyone. She would prick anyone who touches her but Chu Ningyi knows that, in reality, she was not that strong. Especially when it comes to matters involving Shui Moyun.
“What should I do if something really happens to him?” Shui Anluo lowered her head and whispered as if she was only talking to herself and had nothing to do with anyone else.
Chu Ningyi continued to pat her gently and remained silent.
Shui Anluo kept whispering words, describing how much she does not want anything to happen to her father but she never mentioned anything about wanting to go to the hospital.
Chu Ningyi knew that she was afraid, afraid that she would have to face everything that she was unable to accept once she reaches the hospital.
Shui Anluo sat on the steps and did not move. Chu Ningyi’s right leg throbbed with pain but he never mentioned it. Only the sweat on his forehead showed that his agony has reached a level that was difficult to endure.
Maid Yu initially felt that the scene was warm and comforting. Just as she was about to whip out her phone to take a picture 1 , she noticed that something was off with Chu Ningyi. She quickly threw her phone aside and gasped, “Oh no, my Young Master, your leg.”
Maid Yu’s surprised gasp shocked Shui Anluo and her entire body jerked. She looked up and saw Chu Ningyi’s pale and sweaty face.
“You…”
“Get up or this leg of mine will really become crippled. Next time, you’ll be the one crying,” Chu Ningyi said rather flirtatiously. He then put one hand on the banister and the other on her shoulder. He tried his best to stand up, alleviating the pain in his leg.
