Xu Tingchuan returned shortly afterward. Ni Sitian had already put aside her worries and gave him a sweet smile.
"There's no tofu pudding, so I bought congee with preserved egg and lean pork." Xu Tingchuan pushed the dining table over by the hospital bed and set the food out.
"It looks delicious." Ni Sitian was very supportive, picking up a spoon and asking, "Is Zhilan alright?"
She vaguely remembered hearing it last night, which is why she wasn't too worried. Besides, judging from Xu Tingchuan's appearance, she knew everyone should be safe.
"It's alright. Mu Zhi's injuries are quite serious. He has knife wounds in both legs and a bullet wound in his arm, but it's been stitched up and he needs to rest for a while." Xu Tingchuan had passed by Shen Mu Zhi's ward when he went out to buy something and had already heard about it from A Chao and A Yu.
"That's good." Ni Sitian breathed a sigh of relief, brushed her hair aside, and lowered her head to start eating.
Xu Tingchuan looked at her with a faint smile, unable to get enough of her. He didn't want to experience that feeling of almost losing her again.
"You should eat too." Ni Sitian picked up a small steamed bun and brought it to his mouth.
Xu Tingchuan opened his mouth and bit down, while reaching out to tuck her stray strands of hair behind her ear.
On the other side, Shen Muzhi remained unconscious due to excessive blood loss.
Xiang Zhilan sat leaning against the headboard, looking down at him with very complicated emotions.
He risked his life to save her yesterday and said he liked her; that should be considered a confession, right?
What should she say when he wakes up and expects a response?
Did she like him? She herself wasn't sure, but she was certain that she no longer hated him; she had forgiven him for everything he had done in the past.
What kind of relationship will they maintain in the future?
She sighed softly. She couldn't love him like he did; right now, she felt more grateful.
Shen Muzhi's eyelashes trembled slightly, and Xiang Zhilan immediately snapped out of her daze and leaned over.
Shen Muzhi slowly opened his eyes. As the anesthesia wore off, the wounds began to hurt, and he frowned.
"What's wrong? Does it hurt a lot?" Xiang Zhilan asked anxiously.
Shen Muzhi frowned, becoming more awake. Xiang Zhilan's face became clearer in his eyes, and his first words were, "Are you and the child alright?"
"It's alright, everything's alright, Sitian has been rescued too." Xiang Zhilan looked at his pale face and quickly said, "Don't talk, get some rest."
"I'm fine." Shen Muzhi gently shook his head, telling her not to worry.
"What do you mean 'alright'? The only serious injuries are my hands and feet; they were almost crippled." Xiang Zhilan's eyes reddened and gradually became moist. The scenes from last night became increasingly clear in her mind.
"Don't cry." Shen Muzhi raised his hand to stroke her face, but it fell limply halfway down.
Xiang Zhilan quickly took his hand, lowered her head so he could touch her. His hand was very cold due to excessive blood loss, and her eyes became even more sore, with tears slowly welling up.
But she held back; he didn't want to see her cry, so she absolutely couldn't cry.
"Don't do that again." Xiang Zhilan sniffed, forcing back her tears.
"If there is a next time, I will still do it." Shen Muzhi's voice was a little weak, but very firm.
Xiang Zhilan lowered his eyes and pursed his lips tightly. He had kept his promise; he was truly protecting her and the child with his life.
"Last night, you said you forgave me, is that true?" Shen Muzhi asked, looking at her.
Xiang Zhilan sensed a hint of caution in his voice; was he worried about not saying anything?
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