Chapter 367 Ah Shu, I Won't Let Go
The heavy rain fell on my face, blurring my tears.
Fu Siyan worked tirelessly and finally dug up the windshield of the car.
But it was too dark inside, and no one responded no matter how he called out.
He brushed aside the dirt, clenched his fist, and prepared to punch it with his bare hands—
"Fu Siyan!"
Fu Siyan froze.
A car headlight lit up behind us.
It illuminated the man's disheveled appearance.
Time seemed to stand still.
In the wind and rain, the woman, holding an umbrella, walked towards him step by step through the damp, muddy ground.
Fu Siyan slowly turned his head.
The woman stood with her back to the light; the umbrella cast a dim shadow, obscuring her face.
The light stung the man's moist eyes.
He squinted and slowly got up.
Staggering, walking and running anxiously...
Shen Qingshu stopped and looked at him.
Fu Siyan slowed down his last few steps, blinked hard a few times, and finally saw the woman's face clearly.
The man's pale lips were slightly parted, his chest heaving, and his breath was slow and deliberate, filled with lingering fear.
Fu Siyan rushed over and hugged her tightly.
The two figures overlapped under the car headlights, casting their shadows on the pile of dirt behind them.
At that moment, it seemed as if the world consisted only of them.
Shen Qingshu's umbrella tilted for a moment, and cold rain hit her.
She shuddered and silently gripped the umbrella handle tighter.
The man was soaking wet, and he held her tightly in his arms.
They hugged each other very tightly.
"Ah Shu, you scared me to death! I thought you..."
Fu Siyan stopped, his voice trembling.
He closed his eyes, unwilling to utter those unlucky words.
The feeling of losing something and then regaining it made his blood boil wildly.
The past ten minutes or so were a hell he never wanted to experience again in his life.
He couldn't control himself; all he wanted to do was hold her tightly and not let go.
If it's a precious treasure, I can't bear to let it go.
Shen Qingshu frowned slightly, feeling a little breathless from his embrace.
She whispered a reminder, "Fu Siyan, let go of me first."
“I won’t let go, A-Shu, I will never let go again.” Fu Siyan’s voice was hoarse and stubborn. “Even if you hate me again, I will never let go.”
Shen Qingshu said helplessly, "You've gotten my clothes wet too."
Upon hearing this, Fu Siyan was taken aback.
Shen Qingshu could clearly feel that his strength had loosened a bit.
She smiled faintly, "If you let me catch a cold, Uncle Jin will scold you."
Fu Siyan immediately released her, looked at her with some guilt, and said, "I'm sorry, I got too excited."
"fine."
Looking around, it was clear that this kind of weather and place was not a good place to linger.
She held the umbrella high above the man's head, her voice gentle, "The rescue team has reached the foot of the mountain. It's very dangerous here; a second landslide could happen at any moment. Let's go down the mountain first."
Fu Siyan stared intently at her, then nodded, "Okay."
Shen Qingshu looked at his bleeding hands and frowned slightly. "Get in your car. With your hands like this, you can't drive."
Fu Siyan hid his hands behind his back, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly. "It's nothing, just a minor injury."
Shen Qingshu glanced at him but didn't argue with him. "Let's go down the mountain first."
...
Tan Yiyi drove the car down the mountain.
Shen Qingshu sat in the passenger seat, while Fu Siyan sat in the back seat.
Upon reaching the foot of the mountain, the rain finally subsided, and Shen Qingshu instructed Tan Yiyi to increase the car's speed.
Fu Siyan's hand needs to be treated at the hospital immediately.
Inside the car, no one spoke.
The file folder that Qi Mingxuan gave her was in Shen Qingshu's bag.
…
It was past nine o'clock at night when they arrived at the hospital. Shen Qingshu asked Tan Yiyi to park the car.
She took Fu Siyan directly to the emergency room to find the doctor on duty.
The nurse first cleaned Fu Siyan.
After washing his hands, it was discovered that all nine of Fu Siyan's fingers were covered in wounds, and some of his fingernails had even been torn off and were bleeding profusely.
Even the nurses couldn't help but frown.
Shen Qingshu stared at Fu Siyan's missing little finger on his left hand, her brows furrowing slightly.
Fu Siyan noticed her gaze and lowered his eyes. "If the prosthetic finger is lost, we can make a new one quickly."
Shen Qingshu snapped out of her daze and turned her gaze to his face.
The man's eyes were downcast, and his emotions were unclear.
Shen Qingshu probably guessed that he didn't want her to see his flaws.
She looked away and said gently, "I'm going to make a phone call."
Fu Siyan replied, "Okay."
The doctor said that Fu Siyan's wound was full of mud, and in order to avoid infection, it needed to be cleaned.
The wound cleaning was quite painful, but thankfully there was local anesthesia.
...
Shen Qingshu called Shao Qing and asked him to bring over a clean set of clothes.
After finishing the phone call, Fu Siyan had just finished cleaning his wound, the doctor had applied medicine, and the nurse was bandaging him.
Shen Qingshu walked over, looked at him, her expression still calm, "I called Shao Qing, he'll be here soon."
Fu Siyan stared at her. "Are you leaving?"
Upon hearing this, Shen Qingshu paused for a moment.
She looked at Fu Siyan.
The man's gaze was intense, with a hint of nervousness in his eyes.
Shen Qingshu pursed her lips and sighed softly, "Fu Siyan, I now know that you and Qi Mingxuan are not legally married, and I also know that you have made many sacrifices for me. Tonight's accident was deliberately arranged by Qi Mingxuan; she was helping you."
Fu Siyan was slightly taken aback.
"I'm touched by all that you've done for me." Shen Qingshu looked at him, her beautiful eyes reflecting the man's pale, handsome face. "You should focus on recovering first. We can talk about the rest later."
Fu Siyan's eyes lit up. "Okay."
"I need to go look at the stars first," Shen Qingshu said. "You wait for Shao Qing here. After your wound is treated, you'll need an anti-inflammatory drip, so you won't be able to go back so soon."
“Okay,” Fu Siyan replied.
Shen Qingshu turned to leave, but her wrist was grabbed by the man.
The nurse exclaimed, "What are you doing? It's not bandaged up yet!"
Shen Qingshu turned around, frowning, and said, "Fu Siyan, let go quickly, your wound is bleeding again..."
Are you and Han Mingyu together?
Chen Qingshu was taken aback.
Fu Siyan stared at him with his dark eyes, "Tell me, A-Shu, tell me, you and he are not together, right?"
Shen Qingshu stared at the reddened corners of his eyes, feeling somewhat helpless.
She felt that Fu Siyan had become much more sentimental.
"Don't overthink it. Han Mingyu and I are just friends."
Fu Siyan felt a sense of relief.
Immediately afterwards, his chest felt hot and he could feel his heart beating strongly.
The man's eyes welled up slightly, his Adam's apple bobbed, and his voice was deep and more resolute than ever before: "Ah Shu, I won't let go, not no matter what."
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