Ning Xia's steps halted slightly, her hands tensing at her sides.
Was he trying to deceive her again? She wouldn't believe him anymore!
As she continued forward and reached the doorway, she inexplicably turned back and saw the man collapse onto the bed, one hand clutching his chest, where a patch of red was slowly seeping through, staining the pure white hospital garment with a startling sight.
He struggled to get up, seemingly unwilling to watch her walk away, but his body was weak, and his brow was furrowed with intense pain, his handsome face etched with suffering.
The more he moved, the faster the blood seeped, spreading further and further.
Ning Xia covered her lips with her hand, her black pupils suddenly constricting, stunned for two seconds before she snapped back to reality and rushed over to push Bo Siyan back onto the bed, "Don't move about, there's so much blood...."
