Chapter 211 Did she kill someone?
Shen Qingshu's pupils suddenly contracted.
She did it...
She finally plunged the knife of hatred into Fu Siyan's body with her own hands.
A sticky, warm liquid felt in my palm.
Shen Qingshu knew that it was Fu Siyan's blood.
Fu Siyan did not move, and showed no sign of struggling.
Dead?
Fu Siyan is dead?
Did she kill someone?
Tears rolled down her cheeks.
Shen Qingshu was breathing rapidly and trembling uncontrollably.
“Ah Shu…”
Fu Siyan slowly raised his head to look at her.
The man's face was pale, and there was a fine sheen of sweat on his forehead.
Shen Qingshu's pupils constricted sharply, as if she had been startled awake. She withdrew her hand from the hilt of the knife, cried out in alarm, and pushed Fu Siyan away.
Fu Siyan groaned and fell to one side.
Chen Qingshu sat up and backed away using both hands and feet.
She retreated to the edge of the bed, accidentally rolled onto the floor, and ignoring the pain, Shen Qingshu got up and ran straight to the door!
“Ah Shu…”
Shen Qingshu opened the door.
Behind him, Fu Siyan struggled to his feet and looked at Shen Qingshu. He gently comforted her, "Qingshu, don't be afraid. I won't force you anymore..."
Shen Qingshu wouldn't listen to a word she heard and ran out without looking back.
Fu Siyan was afraid something would happen to her, so even though the knife was still stuck in his body, he gritted his teeth and stumbled after Shen Qingshu.
In the darkness, the cruise ship slowly sailed across the boundless sea.
Shen Qingshu ran barefoot all the way to the edge of the deck.
Her wedding dress was stained with Fu Siyan's blood, both old and new.
Shen Qingshu gripped the railing with both hands and yelled at Fu Siyan, who was chasing after her, "Don't come any closer!!"
Fu Siyan stopped immediately.
I stood lightly on the edge of the deck, with the dark, boundless sea behind me.
The sea breeze was howling.
The weather at sea is unpredictable, with lightning and thunder, which are the prelude to an approaching storm.
The strong wind tousled her long hair, and the heavy wedding dress made her figure appear even thinner and more fragile.
Fu Siyan watched from afar, feeling that Shen Qingshu was about to be swept into the deep sea by the gale at any moment.
A strong sense of panic welled up inside him.
"Ah Shu, I won't force you anymore..."
He reached out to Shen Qingshu and approached her step by step.
"Be good, don't stand there, come here, we'll go back to North City right now..."
"Fu Siyan, I will never trust you again!"
Shen Qingshu gripped the handrail tightly with both hands, and the raging wind almost made her lose her balance several times.
The waves on the sea were getting bigger and bigger, and there were constant flashes of lightning in the night sky. Staying on the deck in such bad weather on the high seas was undoubtedly risking one's life!
But what good would it do to go back?
Fu Siyan is a devil, and that room was a purgatory he personally built for her!
She can't go back!
Fu Siyan will imprison her again!
He has no principles and no bottom line when it comes to achieving his goals!
Boom—
Lightning cleaved the sky, the night tore open a gaping hole, and the storm was coming.
Fu Siyan was extremely anxious.
"Ah Shu, I swear, I absolutely mean what I say this time. It's too dangerous for you to stand there. You should go back to your cabin..."
"Tell the captain to turn back right now!" Shen Qingshu yelled at Fu Siyan. "Fu Siyan, if you don't want to see me jump into the sea, do as I say right now!"
“Okay!” Fu Siyan said hurriedly, “I’ll have the captain turn back right away, but A-Shu, you have to go back to your cabin. The storm is coming soon, you can’t stay here…”
"You're more terrifying to me than the storm!"
Fu Siyan's tall frame swayed a few times. "I... I really won't force you anymore. If you're still worried, you can come over and stab me a few more times..."
As he was speaking, he suddenly coughed and spat out a mouthful of blood.
The next moment, the man could no longer hold on, and his tall body collapsed, his knees hitting the hard deck heavily.
He coughed a few more times, coughing up some blood.
Shen Qingshu's strike was truly ruthless and precise...
It seems the spleen has been damaged.
Hearing the commotion, Zhang Ma ran out to check. When she saw Fu Siyan kneeling on the ground with a knife sticking out of his body and coughing up blood, she was so frightened that she hurriedly called for a doctor.
The private doctor rushed over.
Fu Siyan, clinging to his last shred of consciousness, ordered, "Return to port immediately. Also, persuade Madam to return to her cabin..."
After saying that, Fu Siyan closed his eyes and fainted completely.
"gentlemen!"
Shen Qingshu watched as Fu Siyan was led back to the cabin.
Conditions on the cruise ship were limited, and the private doctor only managed to stop the bleeding for Fu Siyan.
Aunt Zhang inquired about the situation.
"It seems the spleen has been damaged. I dare not pull out the knife rashly. Now I can only get to the hospital as soon as possible."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Ma hurriedly returned to the deck.
At this moment, a strong wind howled, and large raindrops began to fall.
Zhang Ma rushed over and pulled Chen Qingshu, "Madam, the master has completely lost consciousness. You must come inside with me quickly! The waves are too big; it's very dangerous for you to stay on the deck any longer!"
Shen Qingshu still refused to let go.
She was afraid that if she went back, Fu Siyan would wake up again and lock her up once more.
"Madam, the doctor said that the master has injured his spleen and is now in a coma. The ship is already returning to port."
Aunt Zhang wiped the rain off her face and, amidst the raging wind and rain, shouted at the top of her lungs to persuade Shen Qingshu.
"The gentleman is unconscious. Now you have the most say in this cruise ship. What are you afraid of?"
Upon hearing this, Shen Qingshu blinked.
The weather is getting worse.
The raindrops stung my face.
Shen Qingshu pictured Xiao Anning's adorable face in her mind.
She woke up with a start, "I can't... I can't die, Xiao Anning is still waiting for me at home!"
As Shen Qingshu spoke, tears welled up in her eyes.
Zhang Ma breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly helped her run back into the cabin.
But Shen Qingshu was unwilling to go back to that room.
Zhang Ma could only take her to her cabin.
"Madam, please take a hot shower and change out of this wet wedding dress."
Shen Qingshu looked down at her wedding dress, which was now a mess of blood, her eyes filled with sorrow.
This wedding dress is just like her marriage.
It is stained with blood and curses.
In the bathroom, Zhang Ma helped Shen Qingshu take off her wedding dress and carried the heavy, waterlogged dress out.
The bathroom door was closed.
Shen Qingshu walked to the showerhead and turned on the hot water.
She stood under the showerhead, her eyes tightly shut, letting the hot water drench her cold, trembling body...
…
Half an hour later, Zhang Ma knocked on the door.
"Madam, are you feeling better? I made you some ginger tea. You're still feeling unwell, come out and have some."
The bathroom door opened, and Shen Qingshu appeared wearing a clean and comfortable off-white cotton pajama set.
Her long hair was wrapped in a towel, and her features were bright and beautiful even without makeup, but her face and lips were frighteningly pale.
Aunt Zhang felt sorry for him.
She helped the person sit down on the edge of the bed and handed her the bowl of freshly brewed ginger tea.
"Madam, be careful, it's hot."
Shen Qingshu took the ginger tea and sipped it slowly, head down.
She can't afford to fall down again.
Xiao Anning is still waiting for her; she must pull herself together!
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