He didn’t know exactly what kind of injury Yun Shishi had sustained, but he could only imagine how painful it must have been for her, to have the fruit knife plunged into her abdomen and pulled out again.
Would Mommy still believe him? What if she didn’t? Just imagining Yun Shishi waking up and judging him like Little Yichen was judging him was more painful than anything else he could imagine.
Heartache, unease, panic, fear… All kinds of emotions ate at him. Feeling a sense of desolation, he braced himself.
Gong Jie studied the child before him in silence. He saw loneliness and stubbornness in the boy’s eyes. It was the sort of loneliness that came from feeling like one was being abandoned by the entire world, but he clung on to his stubbornness.
Distressed, Mu Yazhe walked over and gently gripped the boy’s shoulder, squeezing it. As a father, Mu Yazhe’s usual mode of expression for his two sons was deep but quiet. He wasn’t always full of kind words, but sometimes it might be a look of steadfast confidence, and sometimes, he was silently supportive.
Gong Fan could feel his father’s heartache from his actions. He lowered his head but did not look at him. He looked at the ground silently, his mind blank. No one knew what he was thinking. Now his thoughts were racing and jumbled, and all he could hope for was that Yun Shishi would wake up soon. Even if he couldn’t go into the ward and could only look at her through the window, it was enough.
Presently the curtain behind the window was drawn up. The nurse walked out with a trolley. Gong Fan immediately saw the alcohol and blood-soaked gauze on the tray. His chest tightened.
Gong Jie got onto his feet and walked over to her. “How is she?” he asked worriedly.
“Uh… the doctor said she’s out of danger, but the wound can be easily infected at this stage, so you can’t go in just yet. You’ll have to wait till we change the dressing tomorrow. If all’s fine, normal visitation can take place.”
That did not put Gong Jie at ease. “Is the wound deep?”
“What do you mean?” The nurse sounded exasperated. “The wound isn’t fatal, but it’s also very deep. Moreover, when the knife was pulled out, it caused secondary trauma to the wound. The opening is very large, and the surface skin has rolled back, so it can be infected easily. However, the prognosis is good, just that she can’t get out of bed for the time being.”
Gong Jie then nodded and let her go.
As soon as the nurse left, Mu Yazhe and Gong Fan stood up almost at the same time and rushed to the window. Through the window, they sized up Yun Shishi, who was lying quietly on the bed.
She looked pale and her eyes were tightly closed. Her hair was tousled and spread out around her pillow. The pack of blood had been replaced and continued flowing into her body. Mu Yazhe felt sorry. He would rather suffer in her place.
Gong Fan was upset to see this. He had no idea what had happened to him or why things had turned out this way. Was this really his doing!? He began to doubt himself. Little Yichen claimed he’d stabbed his mother. Even his father and uncle eyed him with suspicion. What the hell was wrong with him? Gong Fan felt a chill go down his own spine!
As he calmed down, he too felt that something was wrong. Thinking back to the nightmare, he felt that it was not just a dream. It was more like his body was being controlled by someone else.
However, who could have controlled it? No one knew! It was the unknown that made his blood run cold!
Gong Fan trembled and clenched his fists!
