The Consequence of Provoking a Crazy Beauty [GL]

Chapter 68

Zhong Ciyu rushed over anxiously, lips moving to call her name.

"Don't come near me!" Gu Siyu shouted at Zhong Ciyu. Huo Junxian was also stunned, then she turned to look at Zhong Ciyu. She didn't know what had happened but shouted at Zhong Ciyu and comforted Gu Siyu softly, "It's okay; nothing will happen. Siyu, we don't know her."

She reached out to hug Gu Siyu, and her palm got stained with blood again. Gu Siyu's wound was in the healing phase, and the sticky tissue fluid was oozing out.

Gu Siyu tightened her lips, buried her face, unwilling to be seen, unwilling to show herself. "It's better to be dead... Huo Junxian, Huo Junxian, I feel really uncomfortable this time, really. I might really die."

She murmured, repeating this sentence over and over.

"No, you won't. I'm here." Huo Junxian kissed her forehead. "Don't cry; it will get better soon."

Huo Junxian wanted to blow on her wound, but as she raised her hand, she felt blood again. It was the smell that Gu Siyu hated. She continued to kiss Gu Siyu's forehead, saying, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

Gu Siyu's brain was in despair. What should she do now? What should she do to appear less miserable, to avoid becoming everyone's joke.

She tried to tell herself that it was just a small matter, a chance encounter, nothing to be overly fuss about. But it was impossible. Her world was collapsing, and she couldn't build a defense wall brick by brick.

This time, even with determination, she couldn't control her body in the human world. She was falling, experiencing a splitting headache, tortured to the point where life seemed worse than death.

A nurse brought a wheelchair, and Huo Junxian comforted her to lie down. Gu Siyu's face was tightly pressed against her arm, hidden from others.

Gu Siyu was taken to the hospital ward. The stitches on her back, just mended, had come undone due to her recent door-kicking episode, making the healing wounds even more blurred with blood and flesh.

This time there was no anesthesia, the stitches were done forcefully. Gu Siyu bit the pillow, feeling each needle piercing her skin and flesh. Strangely, she started to find solace in this pain, a place where she could at least find relief.

The doctor mentioned the need to remove some parts to prevent rotting during recovery. Gu Siyu couldn't see how the doctor was doing it, but she could feel the intense pain. She clenched the pillow, body tensed, and her calf muscles began to cramp.

Tears kept streaming from her eyes, soaking the pillow under her chin quickly.

Huo Junxian, watching by the side, felt her heartbroken. She approached, wiped away Gu Siyu's tears, and comforted her, "Don't be afraid, we're not afraid."

These words provided no comfort to Gu Siyu. She could only hold onto Gu Siyu's hand, repeatedly kissing it. Sweat and tears smeared Gu Siyu's face, her eyes empty, saying weakly, "I brought this upon myself."

"No, it's not." Huo Junxian bit her lip. "Others bullied you. Don't blame yourself, okay?"

She touched Gu Siyu's head, and Gu Siyu cried quietly.

Gu Siyu's mouth was filled with blood, and when she was brought back to the hospital ward, she briefly fell into a feverish coma, starting to run a high temperature, unwilling to communicate.

The doctors and nurses consoled her, urging her not to be too tight, while Huo Junxian sighed several times, continuously touching Gu Siyu's burning forehead.

Huo Junxian felt something was wrong. She asked Chen Tao to investigate, fearing Gu Siyu might hear. She waited outside while Chen Tao reported.

Chen Tao first comforted Huo Junxian, asking her not to blame herself too much.