Chapter 194: I'll sacrifice my life for your safety...
Half a month later, Ning Fengsheng recovered much better and was allowed to move around briefly in the small sunroom on the intensive care floor.
The delicate roses in the greenhouse bloomed lifelessly, and the air was stagnant and suffocating.
She sat in a wheelchair, looking at the gray sky outside the window, the emptiness in her heart growing bigger and bigger.
Moss pushed her and nagged her to get more "sunlight" - even though there were only leaden clouds outside the window.
Ning Fengsheng suddenly felt something strangely wet on his fingertips.
She tilted her head slightly, her eyes falling on Moss's hands hanging at her sides.
There was a small area on the knee of his dark trousers that was obviously darker than the surrounding area, and there was an irregular wet mark on the edge.
Are those...tear marks? Fresh ones.
Ning Fengsheng suddenly raised her eyes. Moss seemed to notice her gaze and immediately put his hand behind his back, his movements so quick and awkward that it was almost embarrassing. His smile became even more forced, and his wrinkles were squeezed together. "Miss Ning, it's cold outside. Shall we go back?"
Moss, the old butler who had served two generations of the Nanchuan family and had seen many ups and downs, was crying? For whom?
A cold chill instantly spread from the soles of my feet to my whole body.
The ominous premonition in her heart grew wildly like a vine, strangling her so much that she could hardly breathe.
She hadn't thought about the torture Nanchuan Shijue was suffering these days...
For the sake of the baby in her belly, she didn't dare to think the worst.
Moss always advised her, for the sake of the young master and the child...
She could only accept the treatment obediently and became extremely silent, like a soulless piece of wood, often sitting for a long time without moving.
The whispers of the doctors and nurses during their routine checks and Moss's cautious greetings were all blurry, as if separated by a thick layer of frosted glass.
All her senses were silently tensed, capturing any suspicious sounds outside the ward.
That afternoon, the drowsiness caused by the medicine subsided slightly.
Cold raindrops were falling outside the window, hitting the glass and making a crackling sound.
Moss was called by the doctor to inquire about the situation. The door of the ward was not closed tightly, leaving a gap.
The bodyguards' deliberately suppressed conversations could be heard in the corridor.
"Such a precious person... is it worth it for a woman..."
"I don't know if it was worth it, but the man is dead, beaten to a pulp... The master gave the death order..."
"Poor Miss Ning, she's still pregnant..."
"Shh! Stop talking! The butler is back!"
The sound stopped abruptly.
Ning Fengsheng sat on the hospital bed, and all the blood in his body rushed to his head at that moment.
There was a buzzing sound in my ears, as if countless poisonous bees were flapping their wings at the same time.
"I don't know if it was worth it, but the man is dead, beaten to a pulp... The master gave the death order..."
Her stomach churned and she vomited.
Impossible, Nanchuan Shijue couldn't be dead, she must have heard it wrong...
The door of the ward was pushed open, and Moss walked in with a forced smile on his face: "Miss Ning, the doctor said you are in good condition and can be discharged this afternoon. Are we going back to the manor to live, or does Miss Ning prefer somewhere else..."
He didn't finish his words.
Ning Fengsheng staggered and his knees hit the floor heavily.
She didn't feel the pain of the impact at all, but just used all her strength, knelt forward, stretched out her cold and trembling hands, and grabbed Moss's trouser legs tightly.
"Moss..." She trembled violently, like the wail of a dying animal, "Tell me... please... tell the truth..."
She raised her face, tears already streaming down her face.
"Nanchuan Shijue is still alive and well, right?"
She stared at Moss's face, which had suddenly changed.
"Ning, what did Miss Ning say... Young Master, of course..." Moss couldn't continue.
Ning Fengsheng's tears fell even harder, and every word seemed to be ripped out from the chest of his heart, "He's dead?"
Moss's body shook violently, and he tried to support her: "Miss Ning...you get up first..."
"Tell me!" Ning Fengsheng grabbed him tightly, with hysterical madness, "I can accept that he doesn't want me! I can accept that he pushed me away! I can accept that he married another woman for the sake of the family! I can accept anything!"
Tears burst out crazily——
"These days I've been thinking about whether he has reached some kind of deal with Master Nanchuan, so he has to separate from me."
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"He had no choice. I can accept whatever he wants to do... but I can't accept that he's dead! Moss! Tell me it's not true! Tell me he's still alive! Even if he never sees me again..."
"Miss Ning, what are you imagining? Hurry up and get up. How can you kneel down to me when you're pregnant?" He also knelt down, tears streaming down his face. "The young master is fine, he's really fine..."
"Then ask him to call me...I have something to tell him."
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"The last call, I just wanted to make sure he was still alive..."
Moss burst into tears, his throat clogged with grief.
"He cancelled his number. He once said that he would not change his number unless he died..." Ning Fengsheng's hand that was holding his trouser leg let go weakly.
All hope was completely drained away from Moss's body in his uncontrollable grief.
"I don't even have the right to know his life or death? Whether he's alive or dead, he will always be the child's father!"
"The young master's last wish before he passed away..." Moss said each word with difficulty, "was for you...for you to give birth to a child safely...and live well...and live healthily...This is the life he planned for you..."
Ning Fengsheng slumped on the ground, like a broken doll with its soul sucked out.
"Young Master... sacrificed his life for your safety... Miss Ning, from now on, my life is yours... I will protect you for Young Master... for the rest of my life..."
Ning Fengsheng's eyes were empty, and the whole world collapsed before her eyes.
All light, sound, touch...all disappeared.
There was only endless, suffocating darkness.
The Nanchuan hereditary noble is dead.
Could she believe that the man who had domineeringly barged into her life and left the deepest mark on her in the most brutal way had died without even saying goodbye?
"Where is he buried?" She frowned, refusing to believe it. "Take me to see him."
Moss's pupils suddenly contracted, and he opened his mouth and shook his head vigorously.
"One last time." Ning Fengsheng smiled. "After seeing it... I'll give up."
"Ms. Ning is still pregnant, so don't get excited. I'm afraid you..."
"If I keep guessing like this, I'll go crazy." Ning Fengsheng smiled cruelly and suddenly stretched out his hand covered with cuts. "I have depression, Moss, you know that. The attacks have been getting more and more frequent these days..."
Moston's eyes were red and he was horrified.
"Let me go see him. Nanchuan Shijue must also want to see me..."
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