The school’s little wild cat is cute and sweet

Chapter 240 I Didn’t Protect Her Well

Outside the operating room, Leng Che was standing there in a daze, his eyes bloodshot and his whole body stained with her blood.

An Wanqing and Leng Moxuan rushed over and saw that he was covered in blood. An Wanqing was shocked.

"What's going on? How is Xiaoxi?" An Wanqing asked.

His dark eyes had lost their luster. He stared at the door of the operating room without blinking, as if his soul had been taken away. He murmured, "It's my fault... I didn't protect her... I let her get hurt... It's my fault."

"You..." An Wanqing wanted to scold him, but seeing his zombie-like appearance, she couldn't say anything. She just blamed herself and said, "I entrusted my daughter to our family, and now... oh my... she is so badly injured!"

Leng Moxuan hugged her shoulders and kept whispering to comfort her: "Don't be anxious...it will be fine...it will be fine."

A few hours later, Mu Qianxi's mother rushed over. When she saw the blood on Leng Che's body, she almost fainted when she thought that it came from her own daughter.

After standing there for an unknown amount of time, Mu Qianxi was transferred from the operating room to the intensive care unit. Even though the doctor told them that the patient was no longer in danger of death, Leng Che still stayed by the bedside for a whole day and night without eating or drinking, and was unwilling to leave.

An Wanqing really couldn't bear to see him in such a disheveled state without saying a word. A person who loved cleanliness and tidiness the most had become so sloppy.

An Wanqing scolded him mercilessly, and then said, "Are you trying to make Xiaoxi wake up and faint again?"

After hearing this, he hastily changed into clean clothes, washed his face casually, and returned to the bedside to guard it silently.

The girl who used to be so unrestrained and outspoken was now lying quietly on the hospital bed, her face pale and with hundreds of stitches all over her body, like a broken doll covered with patches.

He couldn't even imagine how much pain she must have been in at that time.

She is most afraid of pain.

His heart felt like it was being slowly roasted on fire. Self-blame, regret, and heartache tightly wrapped around him, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

He would rather have these injuries occur on himself.

It was him who failed to protect her.

He was wrong.

Two days later, Mu Qianxi woke up. When she opened her eyes, she saw her anxious mother and Aunt An by the bed, and the lifeless boy behind them.

Mom seemed to be much more haggard. Mu Qianxi's nose felt sore and she said in a weak voice: "Mom, I'm sorry... I made you worry."

Ling Xin's voice choked and she held her hand: "Mom is sorry for you... I didn't expect the Ling family has been threatening you... It's Mom's fault..."

"Mom, I want to see the City God. Can you please call him over for me?"

She wanted the City God to help her find a way to remove the poison.

"it is good."

"Mom, why didn't Dad come?"

Ling Xin's expression froze, and after a second or two of hesitation, she said, "A relative in his hometown had something to do, so he went back to help."

Ling Xin didn't dare tell her that her grandmother was sick and in the hospital, hoping that she could concentrate on recovering.

"Xiao Xi, are you feeling unwell anywhere? Do you want me to call a doctor?" An Wanqing asked with concern.

"Aunt, no need. I'm fine."

"Are you hungry? The doctor said that you can have some porridge when you wake up. What kind of porridge do you want? I'll ask Xiao Che to prepare it."

In fact, the first thing she saw when she woke up was him. The boy seemed to have lost weight and looked unkempt, not as neat and tidy as usual.

Is it because of yourself?

would not.

He hated himself so much that he wouldn't be sad at all even if he died.

After that glance, Mu Qianxi avoided him on purpose. She thought if she pretended not to see him, she wouldn't feel anything. But when she heard his name, her heart still ached.

She had nothing to do with him anymore.

"I'm not hungry. I'm tired and want to sleep for a while." Mu Qianxi said softly, her voice sounding a little hoarse and weak.

Her eyes were so sore, she turned away and closed her eyes, hiding the wetness and sadness in them. She didn't want anyone to notice.

Leng Che noticed her resistance to him, and his eyes gradually dimmed as he stared at her back. His lips moved slightly, but in the end he couldn't say anything.