Before she could finish speaking, Lu Rang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and threw a punch at her.

Qianjue was taken aback: "Get out of the way!"

The fierce punch was already upon them, and Shang Wu didn't even have a chance to dodge.

She was so frightened that she closed her eyes, her mind completely blank.

Suddenly, Shang Wu felt the hair on her forehead being swept up by the force of a punch.

Lu Rang's pupils contracted sharply, as if something was forcibly interfering with his actions.

The fist that was attacking her missed by two centimeters and smashed into the liquor cabinet behind her.

Boom—!!

The glass of the three-meter-high wine cabinet made a loud noise, and countless fragments shattered and fell.

Shang Wu opened her eyes blankly, and before she could see clearly what was in front of her, she was suddenly grabbed tightly by a hand.

Lu Rang grabbed Shang Wu almost violently, pulled her towards him, pressed her head hard with his other hand, and spun around, pulling Shang Wu into his arms as he did so.

Shang Wu practically crashed into his blood-soaked arms, her head slamming hard against Lu Rang's chin.

The sound of shattering pieces hitting the ground filled my ears.

Shang Wu could clearly feel Lu Rang's body suddenly tense up, like an impenetrable, hard shield, protecting her tightly in his arms.

The deafening cracking sound still seemed to echo in my ears.

In Shang Wu's world, all that remained was the buzzing in her ears and the rapid, forceful heartbeat of Lu Rang.

Everyone stared wide-eyed, unable to believe what they were seeing.

Qianjue stared intently at Shangwu.

No, it was the hand that was blocking the back of Shang Wu's head.

Lu Rang's hands were already covered in blood, which flowed down his arm. Even though he was seriously injured, he was still protecting Shang Wu with all his might.

This scene left everyone speechless with shock.

When Lu Rang has an episode, he can be manic or withdrawn. Sometimes he acts like a madman, and other times he can go ten days without saying a word.

During the twelve-year illness period, Qianjue never saw Lu Rang being disturbed by any external factors.

But now...

Qianjue took a breath.

Shang Wu slowly raised her head from Lu Rang's embrace. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the bloodstains flowing down her shoulder from above. She was startled and tried to struggle out of Lu Rang's arms.

"You're injured, let me see!"

Lu Rang held her still, his heart pounding wildly, his breathing rapid and heavy.

Until she heard Lu Rang slowly speak.

“A-Wu”.

Shang Wu froze, her heart gently touched by the hoarse voice.

She stopped struggling and hugged Lu Rang, asking, "Are you awake now?"

Lu Rang rested his chin on Shang Wu's head, closed his eyes, and said weakly, "I'm sorry."

Shang Wu felt a pang of sadness: "I don't need your apology, you didn't do it on purpose."

"I did it on purpose..."

Lu Rang exhausted all his strength and was about to kneel down with his hands.

Qianjue and several bodyguards quickly surrounded him to help him up, their eyes filled with a hint of shocked curiosity.

He actually regained consciousness?

Qianjue quickly instructed the people outside, "Go get the car and take them to Wanhu Hospital!"

Warm blood flowed down Lu Rang's hand. He seemed oblivious to the pain as he carefully and somewhat clumsily touched Shang Wu's cheek.

"Yes... I deliberately had an attack to show you. I'm sorry, I almost hurt you."

Every word he uttered was difficult, filled with intense tension.

"Don't be afraid of me..."

Shang Wu felt a pang of pain in her heart, and grasped his wrist, her palm covered in sticky blood.

She shook her head, her eyes red: "No, I'm not afraid of you."

Lu Rang's hands began to tremble violently, his body swayed, and he finally collapsed, unable to hold on any longer.

"Lu Rang!"

Shang Wu panicked and tried to grab him.

Several bodyguards supported Lu Rang's back.

Lu Rang stared at Shang Wu, his gaze fixed solely on her, a hint of obsession in his eyes: "Don't leave me..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned his head and slammed it heavily onto Shang Wu's shoulder.

With a heavy weight on his shoulders, Lu Rang's faint breaths swept across Shang Wu's neck.

She held Lu Rang tightly, blood smearing from the corner of her eye, and scolded in a trembling voice, "What are you standing there for! Carry him to the car!"

Qianjue jumped: "Is the car here yet! Where are the family doctor and psychologist? Tell them to be on standby!"

After saying that, he picked up Lu Rang and carried him outside.

Shang Wu's legs were weak. She followed him out, then turned back to bring the first-aid kit with her.