35. The bright moon hides the egret.
I'd be happy to let the young lady put a rope around my neck and play with me.
Her method worked; the machine monitoring Li Xiran's vital signs showed a recovery in data.
This also made Shang Xinuan even more upset.
She used to want Li Xiran to love her in a way that was openly proclaimed, but only now did she realize that Li Xiran's love for her was profound, ingrained in her very being.
He had his own way of loving, though not passionate, he meticulously planned her into his entire life.
So all those past events that had been weighing on her heart, things she couldn't forgive or understand, seemed to be pierced by this dagger.
The doctor then pulled Li Xiran's hand, which she was tightly gripping, away. "We're going to cut open Mr. Li's clothes now. Miss Shang can continue talking to him to keep him conscious."
Shang Xinuan nodded repeatedly, but before she could speak, the doctor picked up scissors and cut Li Xiran's shirt in half.
For a second, the air seemed to freeze. No one had expected that the gentle and refined man would have a tattoo resembling a thorn-entwined sword extending from his waist.
Beneath the menacing raven-colored pattern is a bright red trailing tail.
On Li Xiran's arm, there was also a raven-black wing tattoo with the same bright red tail at the end.
She remembered the last time at her own golf course, because Li Xiran's polo shirt cuffs concealed half of the pattern, she could only vaguely see it.
Different tattoo designs, yet all from the same style.
Shang Xin wiped away her tears and leaned closer to look, then discovered that beneath those tattoos lay clearly fierce and messy knife scars.
It seems to carry a thousand questions, and a thousand answers.
She bit her lip tightly, and large tears fell even more violently.
"Was she the one who caused all the injuries?" Shang Xinuan asked, her voice choked with emotion.
She really wanted to know about Li Xiran's childhood, what inhuman suffering he had endured.
Li Xiran turned to look at her with a pale face, his warm and beautiful amber eyes filled with exhaustion.
But because he was afraid of hurting her, he still looked at her with a gentle smile and said, "It doesn't hurt anymore."
Yes! More than who hurt him, what she really cared about was whether Li Xiran was in pain.
If your body doesn't hurt, does your heart hurt?
In particular, the colors of these scars and tattoos look like they were from a long time ago, so long ago that Li Xiran was still living alone in Wan Gong No. 1 back then.
How many times has he faced life-threatening situations like today?
"Li Xiran," her voice trembled, "did it hurt when you got these tattoos?"
He had actually already escaped that dark and hopeless cage. With his current abilities, he could easily follow his old method of slowly boiling a frog and gradually get rid of Chen Shaoyi.
But because she got angry and said she no longer liked him, Li Xiran panicked and abandoned his usual steady approach.
The once silent mountain has begun to openly and boldly proclaim its love and hate, which is bound to attract Chen Shaoyi's attention.
"Don't cry, it's okay. I'm not in pain, it really isn't."
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The ambulance arrived at the hospital as quickly as possible, but Shang Xinuan was stopped outside the emergency room.
Just when she was at her wit's end, everyone from the Shang and Li families arrived.
Shang Xinuan was held in Chu Ling and Qiao Xi's arms, and her body was still trembling uncontrollably.
Shang Zunze, Chen Ti, and Li Yuzhan planned how to deal with the situation that followed.
"We must keep Xi Ran's injury a secret from the entire Li family. As for Chen Shaoyi, we should also suppress her for now, otherwise it will only alert the Chen family as well." Shang Zun took a blood pressure pill and pinched his brow as he said, "We'll make a decision once Xi Ran wakes up and his condition stabilizes."
At this point, they must rely on Li Xiran as their leader.
Only when his condition stabilizes will the Li family be able to avoid major chaos.
"Now I will release a message that the chairman is on a business trip overseas."
"Oh, and make a copy of the original surveillance footage from the underground parking garage, then destroy the rest," Shang Zun added.
Aristocratic families are always deeply intertwined, and the Li family is naturally not just the Li family of Li Xiran.
It naturally has the influence of the Chen family behind it, including the Qiao family and the Shang family with whom it is about to be engaged.
After finishing a phone call with his parents who were abroad, Li Yuzhan said, "My parents are returning to China tomorrow. I will prepare the relevant legal documents in advance when I get back."
Shang Zun nodded, then looked at Shang Xinuan.
She was probably exhausted from crying, and was leaning against Qiao Xi's chest, motionless.
The little girl, preoccupied with her sadness, forgot all about the fear that followed.
"Nuan Nuan," Shang Zun said, "You'll be responsible for staying with her at the hospital recently."
After all, judging from the surveillance footage, Chen Shaoyi was indeed initially targeting her.
If Li Xiran hadn't blocked the knife in time, she would be lying in the emergency room now, her life hanging in the balance.
As the patriarch of the Shang family, Shang Zun had no choice but to make this arrangement.
Shang Xi nodded, her eyes red.
Even if everyone forbade her to stay at the hospital with Li Xiran, she still wanted to stay.
She understood the feelings of someone who had survived such a ordeal, and she also understood why Li Xiran was holding on to his last breath.
The more she recalled it, the more she missed the person lying in the emergency room.
She also began to regret the days when she was angry with him.
Fortunately, after a whole night of emergency treatment, Li Xiran was finally out of danger and was transferred to the intensive care unit for observation.
It wasn't until the afternoon of the following day that the doctor came to tell him that he had woken up.
The ICU allows brief family visits, and the person who had been leaning against the hospital wall, looking lifeless, immediately stood up.
"Then let Nuannuan go first."
Shang Xinuan put on her sterile gown and, holding back her tears, slowly stepped into the quiet yet oppressive room.
Li Xiran was lying on the monitoring bed. When she saw her walk over, she even raised her right hand with trembling hands.
She didn't dare to grab him, but instead put her hand in his palm and let his fingertips caress her palm.
"That's good," Li Xiran said. "I didn't break my promise to you."
Shang Xi choked back a sob, "Does it hurt?"
"Seeing you makes the pain go away." For Li Xiran, the greatest fortune was that his beloved little girl was lying here.
"Nuan Nuan, we've made up now, right?"
The young lady was almost bursting into tears. "Can't you take care of yourself?"
"This is what I care about most." It was his firm and persistent wish, the only one etched into his very bones.
"We'll talk about that after you're transferred to a regular ward."
"What, are you afraid I'll go back on my word?"
She wanted to use this reason to keep him clinging to his beliefs, even though she had already said "forgive me a thousand times" in her heart.
"In short, we'll have to wait until you're transferred to a regular ward."
Li Xiran readily agreed, and then, twice as fast as others, was granted permission to transfer.
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Inside the VIP ward, attending physician Dr. Wang and the nurses were making their routine rounds.
"Chairman Li's recovery is really good. Anyone else would probably have to stay in the ICU for more than half a month."
"My little girl cries every day. If we stay here a few more days, the hospital will probably be flooded."
"If he can still joke around, he can be discharged after a little more observation."
Li Xiran lay flat on the bed as the nurse changed his dressing.
The man's skin was a light wheat color, but it appeared bloodless due to the severity of his injury.
In addition, his wound was still healing, so his heart ached and itched every day.
The pain was unbearable when changing the dressing.
Li Xiran just clenched his teeth, letting fine beads of sweat constantly appear on his forehead, but he didn't utter a sound.
"Mr. Li, it's all changed." The nurses were full of admiration for him. "Next time, if it hurts, you can shout it out. That will reduce the pain."
Before he could say it didn't hurt, he heard familiar footsteps coming in.
Shang Xinuan, carrying a lunchbox, immediately came over when she saw the nurse changing her dressing. "Is it done?"
"Um."
Does it hurt?
The young lady's eyes, as clear as glass, were full of concern.
Then the man, who had just looked so brave and fearless, frowned and his voice weakened, "It hurts so much, Nuannuan."
Shang Xinuan immediately put the lunchbox on the table, then sat down on the edge of the bed and handed it over, "Then why are you still holding on?"
"Hmm." In the midsummer heat, Li Xiran's palms were slightly cold. He relaxed his brows slightly after holding her hand. "Nuan Nuan is even more effective than the antiseptic."
The nurses who were tidying up the medicine bottles were dumbfounded. Just a second ago, this person was about to say "it doesn't hurt," but as soon as he saw the young girl come in, he immediately pretended to be weak and play the victim.
I never expected that the chairman of such a prestigious company would have such a tea-like side.
"How could I possibly compare to the miracle drug? You're the one who needs to take your medicine."
In the past few days, Shang Xinuan's attitude towards him has returned to its previous gentleness.
Often, with just a word from him, the young lady would be busy running around without a single complaint.
"I just changed the dressing, and my hands are too weak." The implication was that she needed to be fed the medicine.
Perhaps because Li Xiran was injured because of her, the usually pampered girl was willing to learn to take care of someone for the first time.
She first poured a glass of warm water and placed it on the bedside table, then measured out the pills one by one and put them into one of the bottle caps.
"Wait until I raise the bed."
He smiled as he watched her busy figure, and suddenly said, "I suddenly feel that this injury was worth it."
The young lady paused, then looked up and glared at him. "What's it worth! Do you know how many critical condition notices we received from you the other day?"
"Young lady, you don't understand." When you love someone as much as your own life, you wouldn't hesitate to die for them. Seeing them standing safely and healthily before you would bring you immense satisfaction and happiness.
"I don't understand! I don't understand! All I know is to make you take your medicine quickly and get better soon."
"So eager?"
He said in a teasing tone, "Actually, I also have something urgent to do, but you still haven't said 'forgive me'."
Shang Xi's warm eyes flickered slightly as she handed over the bottle cap containing the pills.
"Nuan Nuan, my hands are really weak."
The young lady looked at his shameless appearance, but she was completely helpless. "You can hold my hand, so why can't you squeeze the pill?"
"Goodness, the pill is only so small, of course I can't pick it up." He was just being unreasonable and trying to get her to feed him.
Shang Xinuan had no choice but to sit down on the edge of the bed.
She personally pinched the pill and brought it to his lips, saying, "Open your mouth."
Then she saw Li Xiran staring straight into her eyes, then opening his lips, his slightly warm and moist lips brushing against her fingertips, before his light tongue licked them into her mouth.
The tingling, warm, and moist sensation made Shang Xinuan's cheeks flush red.
I wanted to ask him if he did it on purpose, but I couldn't find a suitable opportunity.
"Warm, medicine."
Because of Li Xiran's bewitching and incredibly alluring gaze, Shang Xinuan's arms inexplicably began to tremble.
Unexpectedly, the man suddenly grabbed her wrist, and she then held the pills in her hand, feeding him the thirty-odd pills from the bottle cap one by one.
After Li Xiran finally finished taking his medicine, Shang Xinuan's face was burning red, and her whole body felt like it was on fire.
"How long will it take you to get better?" Shang Xinuan turned her back shyly, pretending to tidy up the medicine table. "I mean, I'll take the medicine myself."
Li Xiran licked his lips, which still seemed to retain the girl's unique fragrance. "This is my heartache, and you are my cure."
"Of course, I'll be fine whenever Nuannuan forgives me." These unreasonable and flirtatious words, surprisingly, carried a hint of serious affection coming from his mouth.
"Li Xiran." Shang Xi's throat trembled again. "I can forgive you, but I'm not ready to move on to the next stage with you. I can't get over that hurdle in my heart."
She knew that if Li Xiran played the victim even slightly at this moment, her psychological defenses would completely collapse, so she had been avoiding the issue.
“I was very touched that you took the knife for me. But these days, I still can’t help but think back to the past.”
Those were four years of her youth spent alone, during which she also experienced a life-or-death moment. "I was afraid that if I stayed with you with resentment, we would end up parting ways unhappily in the midst of our daily struggles."
Li Xiran listened quietly to her until a tear rolled down her cheek. "So that's why you've been so depressed lately?"
He wasn't oblivious to the little girl often sitting by the window with a heavy heart, and he used to think she was worried about him.
"How silly of you! Why didn't you say so sooner? I know you were the one who suffered during that time, so it's normal that you can't get over the resentment in your heart right now. But I don't mind waiting patiently until you are truly no longer angry with me and forgive me."
"Nuan Nuan, don't feel any more guilty. Don't mistake being touched for love. You just need to know that I love you very much, and that's enough."
Shang Xinuan probably didn't expect him to say that, and looked at him with an incredulous expression, "Then don't you think I'm stringing you along?"
"Then what can I do? I'd rather let the young lady put a rope around my neck and play with me."
"Moreover, I want to start by pursuing you. Starting with a meal, a movie, a bouquet of flowers. That's the normal process for a couple to go from getting to know each other to falling in love."
The young lady felt a bittersweet feeling in her heart; she admitted that she liked this way of doing things.
"Then I'll be very hard to pursue."
"It's the young lady who's hard to pursue. Young girls can't be won over so easily, so even if Nuan Nuan really falls for me later, you might as well keep me hanging for a while. Only agree to me when you want to move on to the next stage."
Shang Xinuan had no romantic experience, so she didn't understand some of what he was saying for a moment. "Next stage? What stage is that?"
Li Xiran stared into her eyes, his gaze once again both alluring and seductive.
He even lowered his voice deliberately, as if telling a fairy tale, "The next stage is a romantic relationship."
"Our daily life is like dating. We can hug and kiss..."
A note from the author:
Starting today, let's get sweet!!
Family members, does anyone know how to write a story with kisses and hugs?! I really want to write a story with kisses and hugs!
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