Jian Ning had already stopped being angry. Seeing such a miserable Qiao Yu, she couldn’t believe she had caused this. As rationality returned, overwhelming guilt swept over her.
What exhausted her was that despite being beaten so badly, he still stubbornly explained to the doctor that the person who hit him didn’t mean it, that he was sick and begged to be hit.
From beginning to end, he never said a bad word about Jian Ning, nor did he take the opportunity to play the victim.
But.
Seeing him like this, Jian Ning’s heart suddenly tightened.
She suddenly realized how heavy Qiao Yu’s feelings for her were.
So heavy that it almost pressed her to the ground, leaving her without any strength to break free.
To what extent should one love someone that even after being severely beaten, they still smile and comfort the one who hit them, wanting to put their mind at ease?
Jian Ning couldn’t understand.
Qiu Da sighed: “You… you’ve already been hit, regretting it now is useless. Eat something so you’ll have strength to wait.”
Jian Ning’s gaze was empty, suddenly asking: “Qiu Qiu, do you have someone you like?”
“Of course I have,” Qiu Da lamented, “but I have to be honest, no matter how much I like a girl, I could never be like President Qiao to this extent.”
Not fighting back when beaten was one thing, but being almost beaten to disability and still making excuses for the attacker.
He would never love so “nobly” in his lifetime.
Jian Ning: “……”
She closed her eyes, her mood unprecedented heavy.
Jian Ning waited all night, and the operating room light finally turned green, the automatic door slowly opened, and the nurse pushed Qiao Yu out.
“The patient has minor injuries elsewhere, but the left elbow is quite serious, possibly from supporting himself with his elbow when falling, a comminuted fracture.”
The nurse said: “The surgery just finished, the anesthetic hasn’t worn off yet, don’t feed the patient anything within three hours.”
Jian Ning quickly nodded: “Okay, thank you.”
Qiao Yu kept his eyes open, his gaze somewhat weak, but still staring unblinkingly at Jian Ning, with a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.
Jian Ning sat in front of the hospital bed, silently looking at him.
After a quiet moment, Qiao Yu suddenly spoke a few words.
His voice was too soft, Jian Ning didn’t hear, so she leaned her ear close to his face: “What did you say?”
Qiao Yu blinked, his cheeks slightly red, his voice weak but insistent: “I said, I’m very hungry, but as long as Ning Ning kisses me, I can keep enduring.”
Jian Ning: “……”
Jian Ning turned her head back, lowering her eyes, looking at him without moving.
Qiao Yu pouted, looking like he was about to cry: “Ning Ning……”
Jian Ning leaned in silently and gently kissed his left cheek.
Qiao Yu instantly broke into a grin.
Tears glistening in his eyes, he smiled very happily.
How wonderful.
He regretfully thought that if he had known getting beaten would let him have Ning Ning again, he would have cleaned himself up and come knocking long ago!
(End)
