He used all his strength to embrace her, and the bandage on his body had already burst open, pulling at the wound, the thick bandage instantly stained red.
"Nangong Yaoling... Let go of , you’re bleeding!" she exclaid heartbrokenly, already vaguely slling a strong scent of blood.
"No! I’m not afraid... unless you promise not to leave !" he stubbornly said, like a willful child.
Xia Xiaonuan’s heart ached.
"Alright... I promise you, I won’t leave. I’ll let soone else call a doctor, alright? Nangong Yaoling, let go of quickly!" Upon hearing her words, Nangong Yaoling glanced suspiciously.
His brows still furrowed, he slowly released her.
Yet due to the imnse pain, a bead of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.
He seed unfazed, only looking at Xia Xiaonuan: "Xiaonuan... How have you been these days? Has Situ Yan bullied you?"
Upon hearing Situ Yan’s na, Xia Xiaonuan felt a complex emotion surge within her.
Yet she shook her head: "You should lie down on the bed first!" Nangong Yaoling, he was simply like a madman.
He stared at her without blinking, as Xia Xiaonuan pulled him to the bedside, pressing him to lie on the bed, still staring at her intently.
Xia Xiaonuan picked up the water cup, his gaze fixed on her, she turned and walked to the door, his gaze fixed on her.
Xia Xiaonuan told the bodyguard to quickly call a doctor, but when she turned around, she found that Nangong Yaoling was still staring at her intently.
As if fearing that if he turned away for a mont, she would disappear again.
Xia Xiaonuan felt a wave of bitterness.
She nevertheless stepped forward and walked to the bedside, eventually unable to resist asking, "Nangong Yaoling, what did you do to Situ Yan?"
Nangong Yaoling, upon hearing this, was slightly surprised.
A hint of darkness flashed in his eyes, and then thinking of that person, his anger erupted uncontrollably.
"Any man who dares touch my woman must die!" he said through gritted teeth.
Xia Xiaonuan’s body stiffened.
"Situ Yan... he... he’s already dead?" she stared at him, murmuring.
Earlier, she hadn’t had the ti to think about anything else, as she was worried about Nangong Yaoling. It was only later, while watching over him by the bed, that she rembered that Nangong Yaoling’s people had returned. What about Situ Yan’s people?
Did they escape? Or...
She had considered the worst-case scenario, that Situ Yan was also seriously injured.
Unexpectedly, the answer Nangong Yaoling gave her was like this.
"Yes! Dead." Nangong Yaoling tightened his jaw, reached out, and grabbed Xia Xiaonuan’s hand: "Xiaonuan, from now on, I won’t let anyone take you away from again."
Looking at Nangong Yaoling’s determined gaze, Xia Xiaonuan’s heart sank heavily.
Her complexion also turned sowhat unsightly.
"What? Xia Xiaonuan, do you care about him that much? He died, you seem so sad?" Nangong Yaoling noticed her change, and suddenly felt a chill throughout his body, angrily questioning.
In his voice, however, there was a hint of jealousy.
His grip tightened on her hand. The force made Xia Xiaonuan’s hand ache painfully.
Xia Xiaonuan, as if snapping back to her senses, hurriedly shook her head.
"Nangong Yaoling... Situ Yan didn’t deserve to die, you shouldn’t have..."
"Enough!" Nangong Yaoling abruptly released her hand.
Xia Xiaonuan was startled.
She stared at him wide-eyed.
Nangong Yaoling also stared at her but tried his best to suppress his anger.
No... he shouldn’t be fighting over jealousy with a dead man.
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