Chapter 76: Blood spilt on his hands, stained with osmanthus flowers...
In his hands, the silk scarf that was scented with osmanthus and citrus was tightly grasped, and several lines appeared on it.
If it could speak, it would have started shouting and complaining about its grievances.
Unfortunately, the owner who holds it now is not as kind and gentle as Xia Yiqing.
Even though his fingertips turned white and trembled constantly, Qi Hanmu did not loosen his grip on the silk scarf at all.
It was as if he knew that once he let go, something would immediately change, slip out of his control, and become what he least wanted to see and what he was most afraid of seeing.
"Relax, relax," Qin Fei said, cold sweat oozing from his forehead. He sighed deeply, knowing that he could no longer hide this matter.
"Third Master, let me put it this way, I'm sorry. I saw that she was so heartless, and I said something harsh to her, and she left." Maybe she really doesn't care about you.
Qin Fei didn't dare to say the rest of the words, for fear that Qi Hanmu's eyes would roll back, his pupils would turn soft and white, and he would faint.
"You, you forced her away?"
Qi Hanmu's breathing became heavier, and veins suddenly appeared on his cold white skin. He held Qin Fei's hand tightly, and a hint of red appeared in the corners of his white eyes. His strength was so great that he could break bones.
Qin Fei didn't dare to say much. She gritted her teeth, endured the pain, adjusted the position of Qi Hanmu's nasal oxygen tube and the data on the oxygen concentrator, and apologized.
"I was wrong this time. I won't say such things again. Please give me another chance, Master."
Opportunity, opportunity, and more opportunity.
Qi Hanmu released his hand that was holding Qin Fei's wrist, slowly leaned back, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes looked at the ceiling with a bit more fierceness.
If he wants a chance, then who will be responsible for his lost efficiency and the relationship that he has worked so hard to save?
"Go away," the man said this, not like most other people who were hysterical and yelling at the top of their lungs. Instead, he spoke this word and the following words in a gentle and warm manner, just like pouring tea and chatting.
"leave."
But although these words seem so easy, no one dares to take them seriously and regard them as orders that can determine life and death.
Butler Qi nodded slightly and said something fair, "Third Master, your body still needs to be recuperated. If Doctor Qin is feeling any more unwell, just ask him to apologize to Madam and invite her back."
The hands under the quilt slowly curled up and clenched, with the bony knuckles clenching together tightly, and it was not difficult to hear the sound of bones creaking.
He exerted so much force that every finger bone bulged. Qi Hanmu smiled calmly, and even his pale face added a sense of calm madness to him. "How can I use someone who has betrayed me again?"
Qin Fei's pupils trembled, his knees softened, and he fell to his knees with a thud, his head hitting the ground with a bang.
"Third Master, please don't abandon me, I'm still useful to you!"
Butler Qi glanced over and this time sewed his mouth shut without saying a word.
After all, when it is inappropriate to say something, you must keep your mouth shut.
Otherwise, no one would know how the job was lost or how the person was fired.
Qi Hanmu has seen many people like this who prove their innocence and talk about their own worth.
They were simply presenting facts, reasoning, and saying something they kept in their hearts but never said out loud: "You can't leave me, you must keep me."
The white ceiling became a little blurry. Qi Hanmu's hand holding the silk scarf kept tightening his fingertips and his knuckles protruded, as if he wanted to squeeze a hole in the scarf.
Why couldn't he say such things in front of Xia Yiqing? Wasn't his competitiveness enough?
Qin Fei's tearful narration was still ringing in his ears, "Third Master, please take care of yourself. Your body can't take it anymore."
The oxygen inhaled from the nasal cannula was cold and suffocating.
The occasional chest tightness and heart pain had long told Qi Hanmu that his health was not worse than before, but was just as bad as before, to the point where it could be reincarnated if he wasn't careful.
But he didn't believe it. He fought against this disease for decades. He lacked medical care and medicine as a child, and the disease often flared up, but he still survived.
But now that I have concerns in my heart, I dare not leave this world so hastily.
Without any movement, Qi Hanmu leaned quietly on the bed. The dark shadows in his eyes lingered, his lips were dark purple as usual, and the bedsheets were white. Everything in this master bedroom had become the same as in a hospital, and the air was filled with the smell of disinfectant.
It's all for the good of his body.
Qi Hanmu knew.
Sometimes when he lies in this place, he would think, what is the difference between this place and a hospital? It is just a cage that belongs to him alone, a sanatorium where no one else can set foot.
But sometimes he would look out, hoping to see someone on the lawn or on the balcony, smiling at him and asking him to teach her about the company.
If you can easily solve the problem, you will get the girl's sparkling eyes and a compliment that you don't know whether it is sincere or false.
"Third Master, you are so amazing."
The girl was shy and would often shyly turn her head away when she saw him quietly glancing at her, leaving only a hint of pink on the tip of her ear. Her slender fingertips were clasped and twisted repeatedly, causing wrinkles on the hem of her clothes.
If he pushes the issue further, he might ask, "What's so great about it?"
The girl would either lower her head to let her thick black hair cover her cheeks, or simply raise her head and stare at him with her deer-like purple grape eyes, pouting her lips as if she was about to get angry.
If Qi Hanmu didn't know when to stop and continued to tease Xia Yiqing, she would put away her laptop in anger and pout her cheeks.
After she stood up, she left him with only her back and quickly disappeared without a trace.
However, if Qi Hanmu clenched his fist, put it next to his lips and coughed twice, and at the same time supported the table with his hands, pretending to be unable to support himself, the girl hiding in the corner would look at him eagerly with her eyes again.
It seemed to be silently asking, "Are you okay? Is your illness serious this time? Will you die?"
Unfortunately, these things happened during the period of their marriage agreement.
Now the past is gone, and the sweet osmanthus flowers behind Yiyuan are still blooming all over the mountains. Whenever they are in full bloom, the fragrance spreads for miles, but it can never compare to the sweet osmanthus and citrus fragrance of the girl.
That playful yet calm girl would no longer put her hands behind her back, tilt her head, and look at him curiously with her almond-shaped eyes on the balcony, while curving the corners of her mouth towards him with an extremely sweet smile.
"Third Master, Third Master!"
Seeing that Qi Hanmu was in a bad condition, the data on the electrocardiogram monitor plummeted, and his heart rate and blood pressure were lower than normal. Qin Fei didn't care about offending anyone, and crawled to his feet from the ground, directing the nurse standing outside the door to come in and help.
Qi Hanmu's breathing was shallow and rapid, perhaps because he couldn't breathe, and his lips were turning purple, but he still held the silk scarf tightly and refused to let go.
The blood oxygen saturation had dropped below 90%. Qin Fei immediately removed the nasal oxygen tube and replaced it with an oxygen mask with a high oxygen flow rate.
Salbutamol and ipratropium bromide are two nebulized liquids, mixed with normal saline and inhaled through a nebulizer.
The oxygen mask on the man's face was emitting mist, blurring his handsome features and making the people around him beat faster. They couldn't help but sigh that even though the Third Master was rich and powerful, his health was still a little poor.
The intravenous access had already been established, and the life-saving drug adrenaline entered the body through the intravenous catheter, but Qin Fei frowned but did not dare to relax.
The electrocardiogram monitor showed that the man's heart rate had increased, and Qin Fei finally felt relieved.
He clearly didn't eat much, but the moment he regained consciousness, the sour and rancid smell in his throat could no longer be concealed. Qi Hanmu tilted his head and vomited a small mouthful of sour water, which was a side effect of adrenaline.
The oxygen mask was taken off very quickly, Qi Hanmu's hands and shoulders were supported, and he turned to the left. The suction tube was inserted mercilessly to suck out the obstruction in the airway.
When a new oxygen mask was put on him again and he returned to the supine position, the little light that remained in Qi Hanmu's eyes slowly disappeared.
He seemed to have suddenly lost his strength, and his fingers holding the scarf slowly loosened, letting the soft and silky thing slowly slip away from his fingertips, just like time, the most ruthless thing in the world.
Since some things can never be grasped, wouldn’t it be better to let nature take its course and let them go?
Qin Fei seemed to be still apologizing, but Qi Hanmu had already closed his eyes. He suddenly felt tired, very tired, and even had difficulty breathing.
There is still a feeling of stagnation in the chest, which is not the physiological pain caused by the illness, but a continuous dull pain.
Just like the humid weather in the south, with strings of water droplets, gloomy weather and moss everywhere.
"Third Master, Third Master..."
He could faintly hear someone calling him, but the voice seemed to be very far away. It was as if there was cotton blocking his ears, and he could not hear clearly even with a hearing aid.
However, even if you hear it clearly, if it is not said by the person you want to see, what is the point of hearing it?
In the dark, it seemed as if something was entangled in that aching heart, clenching it, falling, and plunging into the abyss.
In an apartment building in the same city, Xia Yiqing was taking a hot shower with the song "A Diao" playing in her ears. The steam mixed with the fragrance of shower gel, applied on her body, gave her the feeling that all the dirt in her heart was washed away.
"Love is a seed of sorrow..."
A song with a hint of desolation came from the bag where Xia Yiqing placed her mobile phone. It was muffled and covered with a layer of hazy sadness.
Xia Yiqing paused while putting on her clothes. Love seemed to be quite sad and addictive, but in the face of real life and the treacherous workplace, it seemed not so important.
A dreamless night.
Xia Yiqing stepped into the door of Xia's company again and saw the employees discussing in low voices. She walked over with a smile, reached out to tuck her hair behind her ears, tilted her head, and looked at a gossiper in the company.
"Boss Xia is here," the girl said with even greater joy after seeing Xia Yiqing.
"Boss Xia, have you heard? The old lady from the Qi family is coming back. I wonder if she'll compete with the Third Master for power. We don't really understand the lives of these wealthy families. Boss Xia, as an insider, do you know anything?"
The man's pale cheek flashed by, and Xia Yiqing could only imagine him holding his heart with his right hand, his lips were pale, and blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth.
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