"Get away from me!" Chai Xiyang violently pushed her away, and Qiao Ning fell to the ground!
"Ah..." she exclaimed in pain.
Shards of glass on the floor pierced into her palm, and blood quickly gushed out...
"Miss Qiao, are you okay?" A nurse hurriedly came to help her up.
"I'm okay..." Qiao Ning shook her head, but her hand began to bleed profusely...
Xiyang glanced at her, then started to cough violently.
"Quickly, get a doctor!" Qiao Ning shouted urgently.
The doctor arrived swiftly. After some treatment, Chai Xiyang's condition slowly stabilized, and he fell into a drug-induced sleep.
Qiao Ning sat in a chair outside the door while a nurse dressed her wounds.
The nurse consoled her, "Miss Qiao, your wound isn't too deep, don't worry."
"Don't worry, I'm fine."
The nurse smiled, "You're so patient. But you have to understand that patients can be like that, especially people with Mr. Chai's condition. Their emotions can be very unstable."
