Translator: Lonelytree
âNan Xing?â Jing Tian called out to me.
âJing Tian, what is it? Do you need more water?âI asked in a trembling voice.
Jing Tian shook his head and waved at me. I immediately knelt back down beside him. Jing Tian held my hands after some hesitation, âStop pacing, youâre making me dizzy.â
âOh, Iâm so sorry.â I placed pressure on his abdomen but not too much. âAm I hurting you? What can I do to stop the bleeding?â
Jing Tian shook his head. âIâve done some quick work to stop the bleeding. But... Arenât you afraid?â
I shook my head. I then added viciously, âTell me who injured you! Iâll kill them!â
Jing Tian laughed but soon stopped when it tore at his wounds. He winced before looking at me gently. Jing Tian never laughed, at least, not in his life and never in front of others. He had always been seen as an emotionless man.
âGirls shouldnât go around saying that theyâd kill people, especially not pretty girls.â Jing Tian said in a gentle voice. His brows then furrowed from pain.
I gripped his hands. âYou need to stop talking and rest.â In my mind, I was already killing Lin Ran.?How can he be so slow?
Jing Tian looked at our interlocking hands. They were covered in blood but I didnât care.
âNan Xing, youâre always like this, always full of surprises,â he uttered softly.
âNo, Iâm only like this around you.â I looked at him. Jing Tian was taken aback.
The door slammed open. Lin Ran was finally here. Seeing me, he was startled. âWhy, why are you here? Go back to bed!â
I stomped my feet. âHurry up. Weâve been waiting for you for so long already. Are you a snail?â
Lin Ran glared at me. âI rushed here in under 15 minutes, do you know how fast I drove? Have you seen a snail move so fast?â
I pressed my palms together to calm down. I bowed to him. âDoctor Lin, Brother Lin Ran, Handsome Lin Ran, can you please look at Jing Tian? Please!â
Lin Ran waved exasperatedly at me. âFine, fine. Donât worry, heâs not going to die now that Iâm here. You need to go back to bed and stop shouting. Youâll wake up Auntie Kong and the others and this will be even harder to explain.â Then he turned to ask Jing Tian, âShall we do this here or in your room?â
Jing Tian thought about it. âMy room.â Then he glanced at me. âNan Xing, please help clean up the blood here.â
âOkay.â I immediately moved to oblige. My swift movements surprised Lin Ran.
After I finished cleaning up the living room, I gently pushed open the door to Jing Tianâs bedroom. Jing Tianâs wounds had been treated. He had changed his clothes and was leaning against the headboard of the bed.
Lin Ran kept his tools as he turned to me, âGirl, shouldnât you be in bed already?â
I studied Jing Tian closer. He looked better but his face was still very pale. âI wish to stay here to accompany teacher.â
Jing Tian smiled. âLin Ran said itâs not yet my time and I believe him. Go back to bed, you still have classes tomorrow.â
I moved the chair over and sat down. I looked at Jing Tian. âGo to sleep. Iâll watch over you. If you need water or food, Iâll be right here.â
Jing Tian shared a look with Lin Ran. Lin Ran chuckled. âThe girl has quite a heart.â Jing Tian was silent. He slowly closed his eyes, he was probably exhausted.
Lin Ran stretched lazily and pointed next door. He signaled to tell me that he would be staying overnight. I nodded and signaled for him to help me close the lights as he went out.
The lights clicked off and only the soft table lamp was glowing. Staring at Jing Tianâs sleeping profile, my heart filled. I was reminded of my previous life. Jing Tian would have guarded beside my bed like this many nights. Now, it was my turn to hold vigil for him.
In my past life, I already knew that Jing Tian was more than just the 7th master of the Jing Family. In fact, Jing Tian didnât take over the family business, Jing Ning did. Jing Tian lived away from the rest of the Jing Family, he had his own business. However, I never had the chance to really get to know him and his career.
This life, I was given a chance to correct that mistake. I was very happy to get to know Jing Tian closer.
Earlier, when we were downstairs, Jing Tian asked me why wasnât I afraid. Now that I thought about it, I really had no clue. Perhaps I had seen too much gore in my previous life? In any case, I was never squeamish around blood.
However, looking at the injured Jing Tian, my heart ached. I had never felt such pain.
If possible, I wanted to shoulder the pain and burden with him. For that, I had to make myself stronger. I needed money and power!