Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories Book 2 Chapter 152
Where did the shards come from?
Where did the glass shards come from? She's hurt?
Two bloody hands were placed together, and it was a shocking sight to see.
"Look carefully, we will both get wounded if we get entangled together, and maybe one day, I will die in your hands. Even so, do you not care too?"
The problem of life and death were in front of their eyes.
Do you not care too?
"Does it hurt?" He dodged the question.
Shen Qianshu looked at him expressionlessly, and Ye Ling suddenly snatched away the glass shard from her hand and swiftly stabbed it into his waist area. The glass shards pierced through his body, and Shen Qianshu could only helplessly witnessed his white shirt staining with blood.
"Ye Ling, what are you doing? Are you crazy?" She asked.
Yes, you are already crazy.
"Shen Qianshu, let me return you your wounds and pain." He replied.
Let me return you the same kind of pain.
"I don't need you to return me anything!" Shen Qianshu's heart went berserk, and she wanted to give him a few slaps across his face so badly. Not answering the question was one thing, how dare he harm himself.
Ye Ling suddenly carried her up, stuffed her into the car, and whispered darkly into her ears.
"If you are dead, nothing will be better than me sharing a tomb with you."
So, I have nothing to be concerned about.
Shen Qianshu stared at his hardened side profile in shock.
Ye Ling drove in silence throughout the whole journey. As he went crazy, he drove further away and was far away from the hospital. The heavily damaged custom-made Bugatti Veyron went from a majestic-looking car to a lifeless and gloomy one, receiving lots of attention from onlookers on the whole journey.
Ye Ling casually took out a packet of tissues, took out a piece, and passed it to her.
"Press it on your wound."
Shen Qianshu's back was deeply stabbed, and after removing the glass shards, she bled profusely. Her face turned pale, and she was shivering against the chair. It was obvious that she had an excessive loss of blood and did not have the power to care much about Ye Ling's wound anymore.
She was in a state of fuzziness.
"Shen Qianshu, why didn't you say earlier that you're hurt? And still continue to say so much nonsense?" Ye Ling gave her no chance to explain and snappishly said, "I have never met a woman with as much nonsense as you."
"Which normal woman would dare to go near you?" Shen Qianshu said breathlessly and did not bother to argue with him.
This argument opened up all their locked up memories, and it was not as painful as she imagined.
Perhaps, it was because he was here.
Throughout these few years, she had always been the only one suffering all the pain. Now that there was another person to share the pain with her, it hurt less.
Ye Ling face darkened and kept on. "Do not fall asleep."
Shen Qianshu's was in a state of fuzziness but could briefly hear someone calling out to her. She was so tired that she could not keep her eyes open.
Was she going to die?
This darkness, was she going to die?
Ye Ling was seeking for death, and he drove so far out.
They could not even find a hospital. If she were to die now, she would not die peacefully.
She suddenly raised her hand and held onto Ye Ling. There was something that she wanted to tell Ye Ling but was interrupted by Ye Ling's mistreated Bugatti Veyron. The car let out a huge sound of protest right at that moment, teaching Ye Ling a memorable lesson.
I am a luxury car, and I have my temper!
After being mistreated, it seemed like the car suffered some problems and actually broke down.
"Damn it!" Ye Ling cursed. Shen Qianshu grabbed onto his white shirt with one hand, causing the shirt to be stained with a bloody handprint. She leaned on Ye Ling's arm with her lips quivering. Ye Ling smacked her face mercilessly and said, "You better wake up, stop sleeping!"
Shen Qianshu hurt like hell, and if she had the strength, she would climb up and give him a smack for sure.
"Master, if I die, you… need to survive. I don't need you… to pay your life, I only wish… for you to live on."
Help me take care of Tong Hua.
The last sentence was stuck in her throat.