Ye Qiu hurried to Sheng Fanghua's bedroom, but after not seeing Sheng Fanghua, Ye Qiu went straight to the study.
Sure enough, Ye Qiu saw Sheng Fanghua in the study.
She lay in a pool of blood, her hands severed, looking utterly miserable.
But Sheng Fanghua remained clear-headed.
Ye Qiu crouched down and hugged Sheng Fanghua: "Hold on, I can save you."
"No...don't save me." Blood was still seeping from Sheng Fanghua's mouth: "I've lost both arms, what's the point of me living? I don't want to live anymore."
"I can..."
"Ye Qiu, please don't think it's your fault or that it has nothing to do with you. I'm quite content to die in your arms. Can you promise me one thing?"
Sheng Fanghua stared intently at Ye Qiu, as if she wanted to remember his face forever.
"you say."
Ye Qiu's expression was solemn.
"Could you... not forget me?"
Sheng Fanghua stared intently.
"Can't."
Ye Qiu gave a simple and direct answer.
Sheng Fanghua didn't expect Ye Qiu's answer, and tears welled up instantly: "Why are you so cruel to me?"
Ye Qiu said seriously, "If you die, I won't miss you, so you'd better live well. Don't say anything for now. Losing your arms is nothing. I'll put them back on for you. Zhou Ziling just wants you dead and crippled, but we won't let him have his way."
Without the slightest hesitation, Ye Qiu immediately began to treat Sheng Fanghua.
Sheng Fanghua herself did not hold any hope.
Seeing how nervous Ye Qiu was, Sheng Fanghua didn't say anything, nor did she have the energy to say anything more, letting Ye Qiu do whatever he wanted.
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