Seeing soone rush in, he suddenly stood up, grabbed a wooden stick beside him, and charged out.
Whoosh!
Instantly, several gun barrels were aid at him, and a light shone over, hurting his eyes.
"We are the police, drop your weapon imdiately!" the other party shouted loudly.
Upon hearing the word "police," Qiao Liang’s tense nerves finally relaxed completely. He let go of the wooden stick and spoke feebly.
"Don’t shoot, I’m the one who called the police!"
The police officers ca over to support him, but he shook off their arms, returned to the room, and rushed to embrace Chu Xinqing.
"Xiaoqing, Xiaoqing!" The girl in his arms had her eyes tightly shut, her face pale like moonlight. No matter how much he shook her, there was no response. "Xiaoqing, Xiaoqing—"
Qiao Liang’s throat suddenly went hoarse. Holding the girl in his arms, his throat was already choked with sobs.
The surrounding police officers, watching the tearful man, all frowned sympathetically.
"Cough!"
In his arms, there was an extrely faint cough.
Qiao Liang couldn’t believe it, relaxing his arms and raising his face to look at Chu Xinqing in his embrace. He saw her body trembling slightly and then she coughed again. He smiled through his tears.
Gasping for breath, Chu Xinqing opened her eyes, not yet seeing clearly what was happening in front of her, already being tightly held in the man’s embrace.
"You scared the hell out of !"
Held tightly in his arms, the breath Chu Xinqing had just regained was almost squeezed out of her. She struggled to raise her face to speak, but sothing fell from above, heavily landing on her cheek, and then slid down her face.
Chu Xinqing’s heart tightened.
He was crying?!
The man in her mory was never one to cry. Even though they’d grown up together from a young age, she’d never seen him cry before.
"Aliang?"
She raised her palm, wanting to touch his face. Her hand was just halfway up when Qiao Liang grasped it and pulled it to his chest.
"Don’t be afraid, it’s okay now!"
The man hoarsely reassured her.
anwhile, staff were already bringing in a stretcher, and a few police officers helped Qiao Liang carry Chu Xinqing onto the stretcher and down the stairs, headed to the hospital.
"No... Don’t mind , he’s... he’s been shot!" Chu Xinqing weakly grabbed one of the staff mbers. That staff mber glanced at Qiao Liang, "You’re mistaken."
Chu Xinqing turned her face to Qiao Liang, only to see him smiling at her.
"I’m fine!"
The shot just now had not hit him; it was just that Chu Xinqing had her back to them and couldn’t see clearly. She thought he’d been shot, which is why she went hysterical and attacked Qian Xueying.
The stretcher was carried downstairs, placed in the vehicle, and headed to the hospital. Throughout the journey, Qiao Liang kept holding her hand.
At the hospital, they rushed into the ergency room, underwent various examinations...
After a tiring two hours, Chu Xinqing was finally brought back to the ward. Except for so scratches and bruises around her neck, she had no serious injuries.
Considering her current weakness, the doctor still instructed the nurse to administer so nutritional fluids and continue observing her just in case.
A mont later, after the doctor and nurse had left, Qiao Liang re-entered her room, smiling as he approached her bedside. Mysteriously, he held his hands together and offered them to Chu Xinqing.
"Here... for you!"
Chu Xinqing looked over curiously, only to see his bandaged hand slowly opening.
...
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Good night~~
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