Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
His embrace and company greatly calmed her down and soothed her fears but, ultimately, they were unrelated, and it seemed inappropriate that she hugged him so tightly and let him stay in bed with her for so long.
Should… how should I explain to him…
Gu Yusheng’s palm pressed gently against her forehead. “Your fever has subsided.”
Caught by surprise, Qin Zhi’ai returned from her thoughts and realized that she still had her arms around his waist. Hastily withdrawing, she sat up and moved slightly away from him.
Having maintained his half-arched position for an entire day, Gu Yusheng’s body was stiff beyond words and, as Qin Zhi’ai sat up, he gradually followed suit.
Observing no change in Gu Yusheng’s expression, as though their night together had been forgotten, Qin Zhi’ai, too, pretended that nothing had happened and addressed him in her usual professional tone. “Master Gu.”
“Mmm,” Gu Yusheng replied indistinctly without opening his mouth.
Qin Zhi’ai couldn’t tell if she was just imagining it but, after he replied, she heard an almost inaudible snort.
Out of curiosity, she raised her head to look at Gu Yusheng and realized that his face was deathly pale.
“Master Gu, if you’re feeling unwell…” Qin Zhi’ai said out of innate concern. But before she could complete her sentence, she noticed that the hand that she had withdrawn from Gu Yusheng’s back was entirely covered in blood.
Where did so much blood come from?
Her spine was numb with fear and she gaped for a few seconds before she eventually recalled that he had been stabbed before she had sunk into unconsciousness.
Jumping off the bed abruptly, she checked Gu Yusheng’s back before he could react.
The back of his hospital robe was soaked in blood.
No wonder his face is so pale and he looked so rigid and unnatural when he got up from the bed…
Shocked by what she was seeing, Qin Zhi’ai’s limbs went cold and her mind blanked as she stared at Gu Yusheng’s back for some moments. Forgetting about the emergency bell in the room, she dashed out without even putting on her shoes.
She grabbed the first nurse she found and led her to the room without any explanation. Upon seeing the blood on Gu Yusheng’s robe, the nurse’s expression changed, and she immediately whipped out her walkie-talkie to yell for the doctor.
……
With Gu Yusheng having slept in such an awkward posture and Qin Zhi’ai having clung to him so tightly, the sutures on his back had ripped apart.
The doctor redid his stitches and instructed the nurse to put him on an intravenous drip to prevent infection.
Since Qin Zhi’ai had become unconscious, Gu Yusheng had not been able to sleep, but under the effects of the medication and his heavy blood loss, he fell deep into slumber shortly after lying on his bed.
…
Perhaps it was because she had been unconscious for close to two days and two nights, Qin Zhi’ai was up the next day by six in the morning.
Last night, the doctor had informed her that she could leave the hospital today. As it was still early and the doctors have yet to arrive for work, Qin Zhi’ai headed over to Gu Yusheng’s room after washing up.
