Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
When Qin Zhi’ai got up, she disturbed Gu Yusheng, who had been standing by the roadside without any reaction, like a statue.
His gaze moved slowly from the suit jacket to Qin Zhi’ai.
The torn dress on her had become even more ruined after the friction with the asphalt.
The bright skin that was exposed was smeared with blood, leaving not a single place intact. Even several streams of blood were flowing down her left calf.
Although the driver helped her, she still moved slowly, her left leg limping.
Gu Yusheng bent his fingers and then made a fist.
Like he was bewitched, he stared at her back and recalled her shout again—”Gu Yusheng!”
Had she already rushed over to me when she shouted my name? When she pushed me away, had she ever imagined that she was putting herself in danger?
With these thoughts flashing through his mind, he felt like his chest had been fiercely hit by something, and it twitched abruptly. He stood up straight, and rushed forward to grab Qin Zhi’ai’s arm.
When he got closer, he could see clearly that her face was extremely pale. It was probably the pain produced by the wound that made her lips tremble slightly and numerous beads of sweat appear on her forehead.
He tightened his lips, saying nothing, then squatted down quickly, moving the skirt to hold her left leg.
His palm was so hot that she shuddered and moved her leg subconsciously.
He slightly increased the strength he was using to stop her movements, then looked sideways at her calf.
The wound was a little deep, and the flesh, cut open by a small piece of sharp rock, was bleeding endlessly.
Gu Yusheng frowned slightly. The next second, he tore a strip of cloth off of his shirt and tied it on the wound to stop the flow of blood. After that, he stood up and picked her up without asking for ideas or expressing his own, then strode to his car, pulled the door open, and put her inside.
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On the way to the hospital, there were no words between Qin Zhi’ai and Gu Yusheng.
Upon arriving at the hospital, Gu Yusheng took Qin Zhi’ai to the department of cerebral surgery first. When they were waiting for the CT scan results, Qin Zhi’ai, after thinking for a while, sent a message to Zhou Jing with her mobile phone, telling her that she had been in a car accident and was in the hospital.
After sending the message out, Qin Zhi’ai stared at the phone, pressing her lips together, then raised her head and looked at Gu Yusheng who was standing not far away, looking out the window. She said, “I’ve sent a message to Zhou Jing, so she’ll arrive in a while. If… you have anything else to do, you can just go.”
