Su Luo and Song Qiluo waited until dark before the operating room door opened.
The two anxiously approached the doctor to inquire about Song Lingshan's condition, and the doctor said she was out of danger.
However, he was seriously injured. The airbag shattered three of his ribs, glass shards severed the tendons in his right wrist, and he also suffered varying degrees of contusions and a mild concussion. He will need a long period of recovery and care.
Upon hearing this, Su Luo froze on the spot, her breath caught in her throat, and her heart stopped for a few seconds.
That must hurt so much! She's usually terrified of pain, and she needs painkillers to get through her period cramps.
Also, with her wrist tendon severed, will she still be able to practice martial arts in the future?
She clearly loves martial arts so much...
Song Qiluo's eyes also reddened, and the two followed the nurse into the private ward prepared for Song Lingshan.
Song Lingshan was still unconscious. Her head was wrapped in gauze, her face was deathly pale, her eyes were tightly closed, and her lips were bluish-purple.
He lay motionless in bed, wearing a light blue hospital gown and covered with a thin blanket. His right hand was wrapped up like a rice dumpling, and his left hand was receiving an IV drip.
Looking at her sister's disheveled appearance, Song Qiluo glared at Su Luo with red eyes.
"Are you satisfied now? Are you only satisfied when you've killed my sister?"
Although she didn't know why her sister had drunk driving, her intuition told her that it was related to this bastard in front of her.
Su Luo stared at Song Lingshan's pale and thin face, her heart aching slightly, and said with guilt.
"sorry……"
He wasn't apologizing to Song Qiluo, but to Song Lingshan.
He was truly sorry that he couldn't be there for her when her father passed away, knowing full well that she needed him most then; it was one of the few vulnerable moments in her life.
He knew perfectly well that she wasn't as strong as she seemed, and he knew how helpless and heartbroken she would be after losing her father.
But he still rejected her because of Nami Ozawa.
If he hadn't so cruelly rejected her, she probably wouldn't have had the car accident.
Song Qiluo grabbed his collar and stared fiercely into his slightly reddened eyes.
"What's the use of saying sorry? She's already like this. What are you even here for? You don't want to get back together with my sister, do you?"
"No, I, I didn't mean that."
Su Luo came just to see her; he was afraid that something might really happen to Song Lingshan and he wouldn't be able to see her one last time.
He had absolutely no intention of getting back together with her; Ozawa Nami was still waiting for him.
Oh right, Nami Ozawa is still waiting for him. He's already bought the ring; he's going to propose to her.
Song Qiluo gripped his collar tightly, her eyes bloodshot, somewhat resembling Song Lingshan's when she was angry, and smiled.
"Let me tell you, if you dare to take advantage of someone in distress, I'll kill you."
She no longer cared whether her sister cared about Su Luo or not; she hated Su Luo to the core.
"I didn't mean to..."
Before Su Luo could finish speaking, a hoarse and weak voice came from beside her.
"Qiluo, let him go."
Song Qiluo and Su Luo turned around at the same time.
"Sis, you scared me to death, boohoo..."
Song Qiluo immediately let go of Su Luo, rushed to Song Lingshan's bedside, gently held her forearm, and tears welled up in her eyes.
Su Luo wanted to join in, but her legs felt as heavy as if they were filled with cement. She just stood there blankly, her eyes filled with heartache and guilt as she looked at Song Lingshan.
"Cough cough..."
Song Lingshan coughed lightly, her throat burning with pain, every part of her body ached, and her eyes were bloodshot. She spoke weakly.
"I'm fine, don't cry. Go outside for a bit, I have something to say to Su Luo."
So I didn't die after all. The first thing I saw when I woke up was Su Luo. Good, good, that's great.
Song Qiluo shook her head and pleaded.
"Sis, I don't want to go out. What if he bullies you? Wouldn't it be better if I stayed with you?"
What if she really goes out and the two of them rekindle their old flame? Although she could kill Su Luo, she didn't want her sister to come after her after Su Luo died.
"Listen to me, hurry up, cough cough, get out of here."
Song Lingshan coughed so hard her chest hurt terribly, her face turned red, and she was in great pain.
"Okay, okay, I'll go out, I'll go out, please don't be angry."
Song Qiluo reluctantly stood up and glared at Su Luo as if to warn him.
You brat, if you dare to win my sister back, I'll really kill you.
Su Luo felt a chill run down her spine under Song Qiluo's fierce gaze. Sure enough, there was no one in the Song family who was easy to deal with. The way Song Qiluo looked at her seemed to be no joke.
Just as he was getting scared, Song Lingshan called out to him, interrupting his thoughts.
Su Luo cautiously approached, not daring to sit down, but simply standing at the head of the bed.
He knew Song Lingshan had a bad temper, and he knew she must be furious that he hadn't received her call.
So should he leave now? Sister Nami is still waiting for his marriage proposal. He can't leave now. What if Song Lingshan is angry but can't vent her anger? She's seriously injured and bedridden now. What if she gets angry and upset?
ah?
Is he a jerk? Why is he still worried about Song Lingshan's safety when he already has Ozawa Nami as his girlfriend?
Moreover, at Ozawa Nami's birthday party, the day he had originally planned to propose, he left Ozawa Nami alone and rushed over to see his ex-girlfriend Song Lingshan.
It's already dark. How is he going to explain this to Ozawa Nami when he gets back?
He must be the worst and most despicable man in the world.
Seeing that he didn't speak and his expression was very serious, Song Lingshan chuckled.
"What, are you disappointed that I didn't die?"
Su Luo hurriedly shook her head, saying helplessly, "No, how could I want you to die? I'm so glad you're alright..."
Sure enough, Song Lingshan was angry with him.
Upon hearing this, Song Lingshan almost choked on her breath. With red eyes and suppressing the urge to cry, she questioned him in a trembling voice.
"I'm fine? Do I mean I'm fine?"
It hurts so much, and her right hand is ruined. She won't be able to fight three people at once anymore, and she won't be able to pick up Su Luo so easily anymore.
So sad, so sad...
Seeing that Song Lingshan was about to cry, Su Luo panicked even more, her eyes reddened, and her nose felt incredibly sore.
"No, that's not what I meant. I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, Ling Shan. I hope you're okay, I hope you're safe..."
Song Lingshan took a deep breath, suppressing the resentment and bitterness in her heart, stared at Su Luo's slightly moist eyes, and asked softly.
Why didn't you answer my calls? What were you busy with at the time?
"I, I..."
Su Luo bit his lip. He dared not speak. What if Song Lingshan was dissatisfied and took her resentment out on Ozawa Nami?
He started to consider actually settling down in Tokyo with Nami Ozawa.
Huh? He seems to have overlooked something: will Nami Ozawa forgive him this time?
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