It was after an entire day had passed by when Gu Rong regained his consciousness in the hospital. He remembered the events in a jumble.
Before he thought he would be knocked out for good after the stab wound, he pulled out the knife from his abdomen. He violently coughed out blood and even though he knew it was dangerous to pull out the knife like that, he didn't care about it and plunged it into Luo Liuxian.
"Master!"
Butler Mo rushed towards him, his head wrapped with bandages. "You are awake…"
"Jiahao. Your head…" he swallowed a gulp. "I am sorry. I am really-"
He shook his head. "It's not your fault, Master. I am doing okay now."
Gu Rong breathed out in relief for a moment. But tension gripped him immediately.
"Yating…Where is Yating!? What happened after I passed out?" He asked in a state of panic.
"He is here only," he pointed out at the back where the crib was. Yating was peacefully sleeping on his bed.
