Chapter 749 I Can’t Forgive Myself
Su Jiuyao sat in the corridor, constantly asking herself, there are so many bad people in the world, why Xiaoyu.
She is such a simple girl and has never hurt anyone.
Maybe it was really her fate, otherwise why would anyone who got close to her meet with misfortune...
Gu Hanye kissed her tears, his cold yet soft lips caressing her face like a gentle breeze.
He said a lot of words to comfort her, calling her "baby" and his eyes were full of worry, as if he was waking up a dead person.
Su Jiuyao also wanted to hold his hand and hoped to get out of the quagmire of regret and self-blame, but it was like walking into a dead end. As long as Xiaoyu was not out of danger, she would not be able to get out of this dead end.
I don’t know how much time has passed, every minute feels like a year.
It was not until Uncle Cheng and Aunt Cheng arrived that Su Jiuyao saw Aunt Cheng crying on Uncle Cheng's shoulder.
Su Jiuyao didn't dare to look at them. She lowered her head and huddled closer.
Gu Hanye went to explain something to them, but Su Jiuyao didn't dare to listen, thinking that she was the murderer.
Aunt Cheng came over, sat next to her and shook her hand.
"You must be Xiaojiu. Xiaoyu has mentioned you to us many times. We always ask you to come to our house to play..."
Aunt Cheng's voice was tinged with tears, and she stopped talking.
Su Jiuyao raised her head and looked at the middle-aged woman in front of her. She had similar eyebrows and eyes to Xiaoyu, which made Su Jiuyao once again think of Xiaoyu's appearance when she was pushed into the operating room.
She was so beautiful before, but now she was covered in blood and her face was so pale that it was heartbreaking.
"Auntie...I'm sorry..."
She heard herself making a hoarse voice that was not like her own, but the word "I'm sorry" sounded so light that Su Jiuyao couldn't continue.
Uncle Cheng also came over, patted her shoulder, and said firmly: "Don't be afraid, child. My Xiaoyu is very lucky. She will be fine."
Uncle Cheng's eyes were red, but his determination deeply touched Su Jiuyao. She thought that Xiaoyu's cheerfulness and strength must have been inherited from her father.
But this did not ease her self-blame.
"Actually...Xiaoyu wanted to save me..."
"Then she did very well! It seems that her mother and I have not taught her in vain. Don't let your imagination run wild. Be strong. Wash your face, eat something, and take a nap if you feel sleepy. Everything will be fine after you wake up."
Su Jiuyao's mouth pursed and tears welled up in her eyes.
Why didn't anyone blame her?
Since she was a child, whenever she did something wrong, she would be scolded by her parents coldly and she never heard any encouragement or comfort from them.
This time she had implicated Xiaoyu, and even she couldn't forgive herself, so why should she be comforted...
A doctor came out of the operating room, and Uncle Cheng and Aunt Cheng hurried over.
Su Jiuyao also raised her head. She saw the doctor shaking his head and Aunt Cheng sobbing.
It was as if a string in her head suddenly snapped, and with a huge feeling of dizziness, Su Jiuyao's eyes went dark, as if she had fallen into a black hole...
I don’t know how long it took, but when Su Jiuyao woke up again, she was lying on the hospital bed.
An IV bag was hung diagonally above his head, and his blood-stained clothes had been changed into clean hospital gowns.
Thinking of what happened before she fell into a coma, Su Jiuyao was once again seized by great pain.
Xiaoyu has already...
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