nycdaug Chapter 175 Take away
Chapter 175 Take away
After the three Shen brothers left, Shen Qingyao felt a surge in her chest, and a metallic taste suddenly rose to her throat. She could no longer hold back and coughed up a mouthful of blood.
The scarlet liquid splattered on the ground, like blooming blood flowers, a shocking sight.
Immediately afterwards, her body began to shake violently, as if all her strength had been drained away.
Every step felt like walking on cotton, light and unsteady, as if I would fall heavily to the ground at any moment.
Seeing this, Si Jingnian, who had been watching Shen Qingyao closely, turned pale instantly. His heart clenched, and he became extremely tense.
He rushed forward and firmly supported the swaying Shen Qingyao with both hands, afraid that she would fall down.
"Ayao, what... what's wrong with you?!"
Si Jingnian's voice trembled slightly from excessive worry, his eyes were filled with anxiety and concern, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
At this moment, a raging fire of anger burned in his heart towards Shen Yanming and the other two Shen brothers. If it weren't for these people, how could Shen Qingyao have ended up in such a state and suffered such serious injuries?
Shen Qingyao frowned with difficulty, slowly shook her head, and tried to explain but found that she didn't even have the strength to speak.
She raised her hand and used her last bit of strength to wipe away the bloodstains remaining at the corner of her mouth, but the gushing blood just wouldn't go away.
The excruciating pain surged like a tidal wave, one after another, almost overwhelming her and leaving her no time to care about anything else.
Just then, the Blissful God, who had been lurking within Shen Qingyao's body, seemed to sense her weakness and began to stir.
He, who had been quiet, suddenly became unusually active again, desperately assaulting Shen Qingyao's mind and attempting to seize control of her body.
Despite the excruciating pain, Shen Qingyao gritted her teeth and fought with all her might in a fierce battle against the God of Bliss.
However, as time went on, her consciousness became increasingly blurred, and the scene before her eyes gradually became distorted and unreal.
Everything around her seemed to drift away, leaving only endless darkness.
Finally, faced with the overwhelming and rampaging power of the God of Bliss, Shen Qingyao's resistance seemed so pale and powerless.
Her vision went black, she lost consciousness completely, and collapsed softly into Si Jingnian's arms.
"Ah Yao!!!"
With that heart-wrenching cry, Si Jingnian rushed forward with lightning speed and caught Shen Qingyao, who was swaying and about to fall.
At this moment, his heart was pounding rapidly, booming like a war drum, and the voice calling out Shen Qingyao's name was filled with deep fear and undisguised anxiety.
However, no matter how hard Si Jingnian tried to call Shen Qingyao's name, she kept her eyes closed and did not respond.
That once beautiful and charming face was gradually losing its color, turning as pale as snow, as if the flame of life was being extinguished little by little.
Seeing this scene, Si Jingnian felt a chill rise from the bottom of his heart, instantly enveloping him.
An overwhelming sense of fear washed over him, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.
His eyes quickly reddened, tears welling up and threatening to spill over at any moment.
"Ah Yao!!!! Wake up!!!!"
Si Jingnian shouted loudly as he hugged Shen Qingyao tightly and ran as fast as he could.
At this moment, how he wished he had wings so he could fly to the nearest hospital immediately and have the doctors save his beloved as soon as possible.
Time seemed to stretch on endlessly, each second an agony for Si Jingnian.
Finally, Shen Qingyao, like a lifeless lump of mud, was carried into the hospital by Si Jingnian, who was panting heavily, and rushed to the emergency room.
Only then did Si Jingnian, who had been holding on, suddenly lose all his strength, and his body slowly slid down the wall.
He leaned weakly against the wall, trembling slightly. After a long while, he loosened his clenched teeth, and instantly, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, staining his chin red.
It turned out that, in his tension and worry, he had unknowingly bitten his lip, leaving a large gash.
Time seemed to stand still, and every second felt exceptionally long.
No one knew exactly how much time had passed; the tightly closed doors of the emergency room were like a heavy curtain, gripping everyone's hearts.
Finally, the door slowly opened, making a soft, muffled sound.
A doctor walked out with slightly unsteady steps, his face full of fatigue, and even his usually bright and spirited eyes were now bloodshot.
Si Jingnian, who had been sitting blankly on the ground with a dazed look on his face, suddenly seemed to be injected with a powerful force and leaped up from the ground.
His movements were so fast that those around him didn't even have time to react.
He rushed to the doctor in three strides, looking at him with hopeful eyes that seemed almost frantic.
"Doctor, my wife...how is she?"
Si Jingnian's voice was slightly hoarse, and his lips trembled uncontrollably.
He suppressed his surging emotions, held his breath, and was afraid of missing a single word the doctor uttered.
His gaze was like two torches, fixed straight on the doctor, unblinking, as if he wanted to see through the doctor's eyes to the scene inside the emergency room.
The doctor felt uneasy under Si Jingnian's intense gaze and couldn't help but shiver.
He inwardly groaned, thinking that the young marshal seemed to be in a very bad mood, and if he said the wrong thing, the young marshal might pull out his sidearm and shoot him in a fit of anger.
Thinking of this, the doctor couldn't help but swallow hard, and after composing himself, he cautiously replied:
"Young Marshal, please don't worry! Your wife is out of danger. She just fainted temporarily due to excessive blood loss. However, thanks to our emergency treatment, her condition has stabilized. The nurses are currently giving her intravenous nutrition, and we believe she will wake up soon."
Hearing the doctor's words, Si Jingnian's tense nerves finally relaxed a little.
He exhaled a deep breath, and his body, which had been stiff with tension, gradually softened.
However, although he felt relieved, he still dared not let his guard down and kept his eyes fixed on the doctor, as if trying to glean more information about Shen Qingyao's condition from the doctor's expression and tone.