Fu Yan patted Xiao Xin's face with his blood-stained hands, "Wake up, brother, don't sleep."
Xiao Xin closed his eyes and remained silent.
Fu Yan's mind went blank with anxiety, and his whole body trembled: "Xiao Xin, you're not allowed to die! If you dare to die, I'll haunt you even as a ghost!"
Blood trickled down Xiao Xin's back to the ground, and the air was filled with the smell of rust.
Fu Yan realized something, and he hugged Xiao Xin tightly in a daze, whispering, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
"I'll take you to the hospital, bro. Wake up, don't sleep."
Although he said that, his legs were weak and his whole body seemed to have lost all strength. He tried to hug Xiao Xin several times, but failed because his legs were too weak.
Fu Yan held him tightly and cried weakly, "I'm sorry, brother, I'm so sorry, it's all my fault..."
Qiao Chen and Yu Muqing burst through the door and saw the scene before them.
Qiao Chen could tell from Fu Yan's numb expression that he had lost his mind.
Qiao Chen ordered the bodyguards behind him, "Pull them apart and watch out for the injured."
"Yes." The two bodyguards nodded and immediately walked to Fu Yan's side, bending down to pull Fu Yan and Xiao Xin away.
Fu Yan held Xiao Xin tightly, shaking his head in a daze, "Get out, get out, all of you get out! Don't touch him! No one is allowed to separate me from him! Get out!"
His eyes were bloodshot as he glared angrily at the bodyguard.
Qiao Chen glanced helplessly at Yu Muqing: "They planted a time bomb. This dangerous building is in danger of collapsing at any time. We need to leave as soon as possible."
Yu Muqing's brows never relaxed. He walked up to Fu Yan, grabbed Fu Yan's collar, and slapped him across the face with a "smack".
Fu Yan's right cheek turned red instantly. He looked at Yu Muqing helplessly, tears streaming down his face.
Yu Muqing: "Are you awake?"
Fu Yan gritted his teeth, released Xiao Xin, and turned to grab Yu Muqing's trouser leg: "Brother, save Xiao Xin..."
Seeing that Fu Yan had let go, the bodyguard immediately picked Xiao Xin up from his arms.
Yu Muqing released Fu Yan, stood up and kicked Fu Yan away, then said to the bodyguard behind her, "Take him away."
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The entrance to the emergency room at Fu's Private Hospital.
The doctor wheeled Xiao Xin into the operating room, while Fu Yan was kept outside the door.
The red light on the operating room door came on, and Fu Yan's heart jumped into his throat. He paced anxiously back and forth at the door.
He was still wearing that blood-stained shirt, his hair was disheveled, and the dirt on his face couldn't hide the anxiety in his eyes.
He stared intently at the operating room door, his mind a jumble of thoughts.
Yu Muqing sat on the bench with her long legs crossed, and looked up to ask Qiao Chen next to her, "How's it going with Jiang Yuqing?"
Qiao Chen said, "The evidence has been handed over to the police. The Jiang family is now... in complete chaos."
Yu Muqing nodded, then looked at Fu Yan, who was pacing back and forth at the door, and her brows furrowed involuntarily.
Qiao Chen noticed that his emotions were affected by Fu Yan, so he raised his hand to Mu Qing's shoulder to comfort him, but then he thought that it was inappropriate for him to do so in his current position, so he withdrew his hand.
Yu Muqing turned around but didn't notice his movement.
Apart from Fu Yan's footsteps, no one spoke in the corridor.
After a long silence, Yu Muqing suddenly said, "Thank you."
Qiao Chen glanced at him, then looked away, ultimately not saying "You're welcome."
Both of them knew perfectly well that after today, they might never have the chance to sit side by side like this again.
Because Qiao Chen will be turning himself in tomorrow, this may be the last time he hears Yu Muqing say thank you.
Thinking of this, Qiao Chen felt a pang of sadness.
Seeing that the atmosphere was too heavy, he spoke up to ease the tension: "Don't think about me after I go in."
Yu Muqing wasn't the type to show his emotions easily; he gave a faint smile but didn't say anything.
Even though she still felt a little annoyed, it was definitely not because she was reluctant to part with Qiao Chen.
"Don't worry, I will hate you for the rest of my life," Yu Muqing said coldly, her expression unchanged. "Until I'm buried."
Qiao Chen glanced at his handsome profile. His face was always calm and composed. Apart from dealing with Fu Yan's mess and the things that happened in bed, nothing seemed to affect him.
He liked Yu Muqing like this: calm and composed. He liked even more the heart beneath his gentle exterior that was not destroyed by anything.
Feeling his intense gaze, Yu Muqing suddenly called out, "Qiao Chen."
"Huh?" Qiao Chen came back to his senses.
Yu Muqing turned around and met his gaze, "What do you like about me?"
Qiao Chen's eyes widened slightly, then he pushed up his glasses and looked at him seriously, saying, "I like your carefree attitude."
Yu Muqing withdrew her gaze and chuckled, "Good to know."
Qiao Chen also looked away, wisely stopping short of saying anything more.
A moment later, footsteps suddenly echoed down the corridor. Yu Muqing and Qiao Chen both looked toward the source of the sound and immediately spotted Fu Qingting, dressed in a hospital gown, walking toward them.
Qiao Chen stood up first, facing the direction Fu Qingting was coming from, and bowed slightly: "President Fu".
As soon as Yu Muqing stood up, Fu Qingting had already walked past him and walked towards Fu Yan with a cold face.
As soon as Fu Yan turned around, Fu Qingting kicked him in the stomach, causing him to stagger back two steps.
He steadied himself against the wall, and when he looked up and saw Fu Qingting, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
Fu Qingting grabbed his collar and raised his hand as if to slap him across the face.
Fu Yan looked at him quietly, without even blinking.
The unwavering determination in his eyes suddenly reminded Fu Qingting of Yu Jingshan.
Thinking back to what Xiao Lin had said, Fu Qingting tightened his hand that was raised in mid-air, but finally had no choice but to put it down.
He released Fu Yan and said coldly, "You worthless wretch, look at what you've done!"
Fu Yan had obeyed Fu Qingting his whole life, but at this moment, the rebellious spirit in his bones was rising.
"What's wrong with me?" Fu Yan stared straight at Fu Qingting with a blank expression, his bloodshot eyes looking somewhat frightening.
Fu Qingting glanced to the side and saw Fu Yan's unrepentant appearance, and couldn't help but slap him across the face.
A loud "smack" echoed down the corridor.
Fu Yan turned his head away, his face numb with pain.
But the moment Xiao Xin entered the operating room, he could no longer feel any pain.
Fu Qingting pointed to the operating room, "This slap was on behalf of your Uncle Xiao."
Fu Yan wiped the bloodstains from the corner of his mouth, a smile playing on his lips.
He straightened up, took a step towards Fu Qingting, pointed to his face and said, "Come on, keep hitting me, you'd better kill me!"
Faced with Xiao Xin's current precarious situation, Fu Yan wished he were the one lying inside.
He couldn't find an outlet for his frustrations, and Fu Qingting's appearance just gave him a reason to vent.
Fu Yan is now like a hedgehog covered in thorns; anyone who gets close will get pricked.
This was the first time Fu Qingting had seen Fu Yan so defiant, so he frowned, raised his hand and grabbed Fu Yan's collar, "You dare say that again?"
Fu Yan looked at him, her red eyes brimming with tears, and sneered, "You've disliked me since birth, so why did you spare my life?"
Fu Qingting's face turned ashen with anger.
Fu Yan grabbed Fu Qingting's wrist, forcing him to back away: "Tell me, then why didn't you kill me?!"
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