Chapter 126 I Remembered
All that remained in Ruan Yi's eyes was Pei Lian's gleaming scalpel.
The man's hand holding the knife was terrifyingly steady. The tip of the knife grazed Gu Zhi's flesh several times, and drops of blood splattered on the ground, overflowing with a glaring red.
She couldn't care about anything else; only one thought remained in her mind: Gu Zhi didn't have a knife.
"Gu Zhi! Watch out!"
The girl struggled desperately against the restraints, the blood from her wrists staining the belts bright red.
Just as the man found an opening and the blade was about to pierce Gu Zhi's chest.
Pei Lian's gaze swept over Ruan Yi, who had broken free of her wrists and was trying to pounce on him.
In that instant, his movements abruptly stopped, and his wrist, gripping the knife, snapped back in a lightning-fast reaction.
Because he avoided Ruan Yi's hesitation, Gu Zhi suddenly lunged forward, his left hand gripping Pei Lian's wrist tightly, while his right hand twisted the blade back, using the force of the other's retraction to give it a sharp twist.
The scalpel pierced Pei Lian's abdomen without any resistance, with the blade penetrating nearly halfway into the abdomen.
Pei Lian froze, all his movements came to an abrupt halt, and his feet visibly began to turn white.
His body lost strength and he slowly backed away until his back hit the edge of the cold equipment table, barely managing to steady himself.
The man covered his wound with his hand, and a large amount of blood quickly gushed out between his fingers.
"Pei Lian!" Ruan Yi felt a chill run through her body, her mind went completely blank.
"Ignore him! He wants to kill you!"
Gu Zhi turned around abruptly, veins bulging on his forehead, his voice filled with unprecedented rage and lingering fear, almost a roar.
"Look closely! He's the one who killed you in your past life!"
Gu Zhi rushed to the operating table, roughly tore off the girl's ankle restraints, and then took off his own shirt.
His blood was everywhere on the fabric. Gu Zhi haphazardly pulled his shirt over her body and pulled her into his arms from the stage.
Gu Zhi's wound was still bleeding, dripping down his arm and staining the girl's fair skin.
But he seemed oblivious to the pain, his arms wrapped tightly around her as he turned and walked away.
Ruan Yi was wrapped in clothes that smelled of blood, pressed against Gu Zhi's burning hot skin.
She subconsciously turned around and saw Pei Lian still leaning against the equipment table, his face as white as paper, and blood from his abdomen staining his white coat.
Those cold eyes were fixed on her, until the corner of the corridor blocked their view.
The only sounds in the operating room were the soft clinking of instruments and the man's slightly heavy breathing.
Pei Lian looked down at the wound on his abdomen, where blood was gushing out from between his fingers, warm and sticky.
He probed the depth with his fingertip, his eyes remaining calm.
Why aren't you going to finish them off?
He is a doctor.
Pei Lian took a deep breath, pressed the skin around the wound with his left hand, gripped the knife handle with his right hand, and pulled it out cleanly.
With a soft "hiss," the blade severed from the flesh, drawing a trail of blood.
He immediately pressed the wound firmly with sterile gauze, his knuckles turning white, trying to suppress the surging blood.
Gu Zhi's roar still echoed in my ears.
It's him again? It's him again...
These three words, when thrown into still water, spread through his mind.
In a past life?
A strange smile slowly crept onto the man's lips.
The smile didn't reach his eyes; it carried an almost obsessive madness that looked particularly sinister on his pale, bloodless face.
It seems she was destined to be his work of art.
Whether it's a past life, this life, or starting over ten thousand times.
Whenever he sees her again, he will still be instantly captivated as if he were seeing a rare treasure, and the thought of possessing her will arise.
Innate, bestowed by heaven, etched into our bones and blood, an indelible and unbreakable desire.
The man braced himself against the instrument table with his uninjured hand, trying to reach for the hemostats and sutures in the tray next to him.
Just inches away from touching, a sudden, intense throbbing sensation surged in my chest.
Something exploded inside the skull.
The smell of disinfectant, the coldness of the operating table, and the girl who, having lost her warmth, became the most perfect work of art in history.
And then there's... myself, lying in a pool of blood, killed by Gu Zhi without any warning.
Pei Lian's hand, which was pressing on the wound, trembled slightly.
He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was something else in the madness in them.
Without further hesitation, the man reached out his hand again, and this time, he firmly grasped the hemostat.
Gu Zhi shoved Ruan Yi into the passenger seat.
Her tears finally broke free, streaming down her cheeks and dripping onto her blood-stained shirt.
"You've lost so much blood..."
Her voice choked with emotion, her fingers frantically reaching out to touch the wound on his arm, yet afraid of making things worse, they hovered in mid-air, trembling.
The man's body was covered with a dense network of cuts, some so deep that the skin was torn open and blood was still seeping out, while the shallower ones were also red, a shocking sight to behold.
"Sister, I'm fine." Gu Zhi tried to smile, but his face was as white as paper, his lips were bloodless, and his breathing was unsteady and trembling as he spoke.
"He won't die for now..."
"Shut up!" Ruan Yi shouted, her tears falling even more fiercely.
"Stop talking! Is there anything in the car that can be used for bandaging?"
Gu Zhi didn't answer immediately, but turned his head and gently touched her cheek with his blood-stained hands, his fingertips icy cold.
"My sister doesn't want me to die, right?"
Ruan Yi nodded vigorously, her tears falling onto the back of his hand.
"Yes! I don't want you to die! Are you satisfied now?"
She sniffed, her voice trembling with tears yet unusually firm.
"I don't care if you're a duck or a lunatic, you just can't die!"
Gu Zhi's shoulders suddenly slumped, as if all his strength had been released in an instant. He gently rested his head on her shoulder, his breath brushing against her neck, carrying a strong smell of blood.
"There's a first-aid kit in the center console."
Ruan Yi immediately used one hand to support his body, and with the other hand, she groped to open the central storage compartment.
The first aid kit was heavy, and she struggled to drag it out, her hands still trembling as she opened it.
When the alcohol swab was applied to the wound, the man groaned in pain, but she couldn't soften her heart. She hardened her heart, gritted her teeth, and quickened her pace.
Press sterile gauze against the deepest wounds to stop the bleeding, and wrap the bandage tightly, applying just enough pressure to suppress the bleeding.
After treating the most serious injuries, Ruan Yi took out oral hemostatic capsules from the first aid kit, poured out two capsules and held them in her palm.
Gu Zhi leaned back in his chair, his face still pale, as if he didn't even have the strength to open his mouth, his lips pressed into a bloodless line.
"Open your mouth!" She held the hemostatic capsule to his lips.
Gu Zhi didn't move, clearly because he didn't have the strength to swallow.
Ruan Yi bit her lip, unscrewed the mineral water bottle, took a small sip and put it in her mouth, then shoved the capsule into her lips.
She leaned down, placed one hand on the back of his neck, and leaned in to kiss him. The moment their soft lips touched, the man's eyelashes trembled.
She held her breath and carefully passed the water over, while gently placing the two capsules down his throat with the tip of her tongue.
Just as the liquid mixed with the pills slid down, she was about to back away when he suddenly grabbed the back of her neck.
Gu Zhi's strength wasn't great, but it carried a stubbornness that refused to let go. He slightly turned his head and deepened the kiss, his warm tongue probing in and hooking her.
His kiss was slow and deep, the metallic scent of his breath mingling with the coolness of mineral water, mingling between his lips and teeth.
As if drawing on its last bit of strength, or as if confirming her presence, its tongue lingered around her, gently caressing her, even with a greedy sucking.
Ruan Yi's cheeks burned. She wanted to push him away, but her hand stopped abruptly when it touched the wound on his chest. She could only let him kiss her passionately.
The salty taste lingered on their lips as the girl couldn't hold back her tears.
Gu Zhi abruptly stopped, released her lips, pressed his forehead against hers, his breathing was heavy, but a warmth appeared in his eyes.
“You…” Ruan Yi was both angry and anxious, and her eyes reddened even more.
"You still have the energy to love your family at a time like this!"
Gu Zhi didn't speak, but moved even closer.
Ruan Yi stopped scolding him and simply let him bury his head in her neck, letting him lean against her chest.
Feeling the other person's heartbeat, her nose tingled, and tears fell again, landing on the top of his head.
It's good that you're still alive.
Only when the heartbeat in her arms gradually stabilized did Ruan Yi gently push Gu Zhi away a little, her fingertips still stained with his blood, her voice slightly hoarse.
"You just... mentioned your past life?"
Gu Zhi's eyelashes fluttered, and he raised his hand to wipe away the tears on her cheeks. Despite having survived a calamity, his eyes were unusually clear.
"Okay, I understand."
He paused, his gaze falling on Ruan Yi's face.
"My sister has always known, hasn't she?"
Under his indoctrination and control, the girl in this life has a wariness towards other men that she didn't have in her previous life; it's a subconscious self-protection trait of the girl.
Everything should have gone as he wished, and even more smoothly.
But Ruan Yi still woke up. Like a butterfly breaking free from a spider web, she fluttered her wings and changed the course of her destiny.
"Fortunately..." Gu Zhi suddenly tightened his arms, pressing her tightly into his embrace, his voice trembling with lingering fear.
"Fortunately, this time was different, and I made it in time."
"Sister isn't dead, she's not dead..."
He murmured, as if confirming something.
"Otherwise, I'll stay with my sister again."
Ruan Yi froze; she understood.
In his past life, Gu Zhi committed suicide after her death.
A jumble of emotions surged into her heart, swirling together in a chaotic mess, leaving her speechless.
She avoided the heavy topic and asked with a frown.
“But in my past life… I didn’t know Pei Lian at all.”
She was certain that she had no memory of Pei Lian in her previous life.
“But he is Fu Jingchen’s friend. In my previous life, he was my mother’s doctor.”
Gu Zhi's voice turned cold.
“He came to the Ruan family for a medical consultation.”
Who would have thought? A handsome doctor in a white coat, with a gentle and refined demeanor, set his sights on the patient's daughter.
Drawn to her like an observation diary, the man secretly recorded the girl's every move.
Until he completely became a madman obsessed with her.
Ruan Yi's fingertips were icy cold, and her heart was churning.
She took a deep breath and finally asked the question she most wanted to ask.
"So in my past life... Pei Lian killed me?"
The man's eyes were filled with cold hatred and murderous intent.
"It's him."
Gu Zhi paused, looked into her eyes, and opened his mouth again.
"But he's not the only one."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
