As soon as she thought of Fu Jingyu, blood started oozing out of her body and she was shaking all over.

Qiao Shu's legs were already weak.

When Qiao Shu ran into the hospital, Fu Jingyu had already entered the emergency room, and only Xu Qianyuan was outside.

Qiao Shu walked up to Xu Qianyuan and stammered, "How...how is he?"

Xu Qianyuan shook his head: "I don't know yet. He has been sent to the emergency room. I don't know what the situation is like inside yet."

When he sent Fu Jingyu to the hospital, he was completely unconscious. Blood was oozing out of his stomach, and his hands were covered with Fu Jingyu's blood.

Qiao Shu's face was pale, his eyes fixed on the emergency room, not daring to blink for a moment, for fear of missing something.

Xu Qianyuan glanced at her, sighed, patted her shoulder and said, "Don't worry, he's a lucky guy, he'll be fine!"

Qiao Shu bit his lip and nodded, then paced back and forth at the door of the emergency room.

She sat on the hospital bed, her hands tightly gripping the corner of the quilt, her fingernails digging into the flesh. She frowned in pain, but she didn't feel any pain at all.

In her mind, Fu Jingyu's handsome face kept appearing, as well as him blocking the knife for her, his face pale in front of her.

How could Fu Jingyu, who was so gentle and always cared about me, suddenly become like this?

How could he...would he...

Qiao Shu's tears fell, sliding down the corners of her eyes and onto her cheeks. She pursed her lips tightly to prevent herself from crying out loud.

She couldn't believe it, it was real.

But the facts before her made her unbelievable, and she even felt that it was just a dream.

Fu Jingyu will not become like this.

Qiao Shu clutched the quilt tightly with both hands. The stinging pain in her hands finally made her unable to bear it anymore and she burst into tears.

Qiao Shu was crying when he suddenly heard footsteps outside.

Qiao Shu quickly wiped away his tears, sniffed hard, and tried to stay calm, waiting for the people inside to come out.

"Are you a family member of the patient?"

A nurse pushed the door open and saw Qiao Shu standing in the ward and asked.

Qiao Shu nodded, her eyes fell on the nurse. The nurse was wearing a white coat, her hair was tied up high, and she had a mask on her face. She looked very serious, giving people a very cold and majestic feeling.

After seeing Qiao Shu, the nurse handed her the list in her hand and said, "The patient's condition is very critical and surgery must be performed immediately. Please sign first!"

Qiao Shu was stunned for a moment and took the list.

The nurse handed the pen to Qiao Shu, who hesitated for a second before signing his name.

She raised her head and asked, "Will he...will he...will he...will he..."

Qiao Shu bit his lips tightly, not daring to say that word.

The nurse looked at her and said, "Don't worry, sign the form first and then talk to me. The patient is in a very critical condition. If surgery is not performed in time, I'm afraid..."

Before she finished speaking, Qiao Shu took the pen and quickly wrote his name.

The nurse took the list from her and turned to leave.

It was as if all the strength in Qiao Shu's body was drained away, and he collapsed to the ground.

She didn't know what she should do if something really happened to Fu Jingyu.