She had never spoken a word against him, even when he mistreated and hurt her so badly. She was just that kind of woman.
But he had been so despicable in hurting her.
He thought she was fickle, but she wasn't.
She had just been hurt too deeply.
She didn't want to see him anymore or face him again.
She had never thought of revenge; she just wanted to be left alone.
She was so good, but perhaps, someone as good as her might no longer love him.
Fu Yinxiu clenched his fists tightly, trembling all over.
He was scared, truly scared.
Scared that Ming Yutong wouldn't make it through the surgery, scared that even if she did survive, she still wouldn't want him.
Before she entered the operating room, when Ming Yutong said if she survived, she wanted him to stay away from her, he was confident that she still loved him.
Even though she said that, he planned to tell her afterward that he didn't agree.
But now, how could he have the face to disagree?
Before entering the operating room, he thought he was even with Ming Yutong.
Even if Ming Yutong had left silently, she had always loved him, risking her life to protect him.
So he could forgive her.
But now, it seemed utterly ridiculous.
She never needed his forgiveness.
What needed forgiveness was him.
No, he didn't deserve forgiveness at all.
No wonder, when he said he forgave her on the golf course, she showed such a sarcastic expression.
Fu Yinxiu turned around and pounded the wall with his fist.
How could he ever deserve her forgiveness?
How could he have the face to see her again?
Ming Yuqian, noticed something was wrong with Fu Yinxiu's reaction.
Could it be that there were hidden reasons behind what happened years ago?
But even if there were hidden reasons, it couldn't change the fact that Fu Yinxiu had caused Ming Yutong so much harm.
At this moment, a guard approached and said something to the other two guards.
The two guards exchanged looks of hesitation, not wanting to step forward.
Eventually, after some silent communication, they decided to approach together.
"Master." Alpha Guard 1 whispered.
Fu Yinxiu, with his head lowered, showed no reaction.
Alpha Guard 2, with a forced tone, said: "The gunshot earlier was fired by Jia Mingkai. He is now under our surveillance. Master, how do you plan to deal with him?"
Fu Yinxiu's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he finally looked up.
His face was not in good shape. It was covered in bruises from Ming Yuqian's beating, swollen and discolored.
But no one dared to laugh.
"For the hand that fired the gun, chop it off," Fu Yinxiu said coldly. "Not just sever the tendons, but chop it off completely."
"Understood," Alpha Guard 1 responded without blinking.
"Since he has already lost one hand and one foot, and is still causing trouble, then let's destroy the other foot as well. If he doesn't want to live peacefully, then shatter his kneecaps. Both of them," Fu Yinxiu continued.
Ming Yuqian, listening from the side, felt pain even hearing this.
But Fu Yinxiu was clearly still unsatisfied. "If he faints from the pain, let him wake up and continue. The whole process must be endured while he's conscious."
"Understood," Alpha Guard 2 replied.
"After everything is done, throw him and Jia Shenli to Mo Jingsheng." Fu Yinxiu added.
"Understood." Both guards answered.
"Oh, and find that diary." Fu Yinxiu suddenly remembered.
Alpha Guard 1 and Alpha Guard 2 noted it down and went to Jia Mingkai's hospital room with the rest of the guards.
Before long, Jia Mingkai's screams faintly reached this floor.
Fu Yinxiu stared at the closed operating room doors, feeling a deep sense of helplessness.
He could only sit here and wait; he couldn't do anything else.
After a while, a nurse rushed out and then quickly went back in.
Fu Yinxiu, growing impatient, grabbed one of them. "What's going on?"
Ming Yuqian stepped forward, anxiously watching the nurse, fearing bad news.
"Don't cause trouble. The patient has lost a lot of blood. The prepared blood is running out, and we need to get more from the blood bank," the nurse said, clearly busy and impatient.
Ming Yuqian immediately rolled up his sleeve. "I have the same blood type as my sister."
The nurse shook her head. "Direct relatives can't donate blood. We have enough blood in the bank, so don't cause trouble."
She pushed Ming Yuqian away and hurried off.
He must have watched too many dramas!
After a while, another nurse came out.
Ming Yuqian quickly grabbed her. "How is my sister doing inside?"
"The bullet has been removed. The good news is it didn't hit the heart. If it had been slightly off, the outcome could have been different. We're giving her a blood transfusion now. She'll be fine," the nurse said hurriedly before rushing off again.
Seeing the nurses so anxious, Fu Yinxiu and Ming Yuqian both had their hearts in their throats.
They wanted to ask more but were afraid of hearing bad news and potentially hindering the rescue efforts with their questions.
After nearly two more hours, the light above the operating room door finally went out.
Fu Yinxiu and Ming Yuqian almost simultaneously jumped up from their seats.
The doctor came out first.
Before they could ask, the doctor said: "Don't worry. The patient has been stabilized. Now we need to watch her condition over the next 24 hours. As long as there are no further complications, she should stabilize."