709: C709 Ling Yi must be Fine

C709 Ling Yi must be Fine

Ling Yi held her hand. This was the first time he held her hand.

Unlike what he had imagined, her hand was very cold, and it was also covered in sweat.

He knew that she must be afraid.

"Don't be afraid, it's fine... Grandfather calculated my life, I can live to 100 years old..."

Ling Yi could see the nervousness and fear in Qiao An's trembling hands and her expression, so he could only speak to her continuously.

"I'm really fine. It's just a small wound. Just stitch the wound and it will be fine..."

"I will be fine. I haven't married the person I want to marry yet..."

Ling Yi didn't know if he could survive this, because he could really feel his life slipping away.

He pinched Qiao An's hand and looked at her panicked face. He tried to speak gently, "Qiao An, if I can survive this... Can I... "

He finally mustered up his courage. "Can you give me a chance to pursue you... I really... "

He pursed his lips slightly, his chest trembling with excitement. "I really, really like you very much."

At this moment, it really wasn't Ling Yi taking advantage of the situation. He was really afraid that if he didn't say it now, he wouldn't have the chance to say it again.

This sentence had been buried in his heart for so many years. He didn't want to bring it into the grave.

Qiao An nodded. Her tears still fell on the shuttle. The fear just now had not disappeared from her heart.

And it became more and more intense.

Using a dagger to lock her throat had probably exhausted all of her courage and strength.

At this moment, she only felt fear and fear.

"Okay, you will be fine, you must be fine, you must survive..."

Ling Yi heaved a sigh of relief, hope lit up in his eyes, "I will be fine... Because I have not chased you properly... I will take you to many places, eat a lot of delicious food, and have a lot of scenery..."

Qiao An listened to him with tears in her eyes. Actually, what he said at this moment was not important anymore.

As long as he continued to speak, it meant that there was still hope.

Qiao An just did not want anything to happen to him.

Because no one in the Ling family could accept Ling Yi's accident.

Especially the old man.

Therefore, nothing must happen to Ling Yi.

The police car opened the way, and the ambulance arrived at the hospital very quickly. Ling Yi was pushed into the emergency room, and Qiao An could not stand at all. She directly fell onto the chair.

Shen Yijia arrived very quickly. Once he entered the emergency channel, he saw Qiao An sitting on the chair and silently crying. He quickly ran over in his heart.

"Anan," he said.

Qiao An looked up and saw Shen Yijia's face. She could not hold back her tears anymore. "Brother..."

Shen Yijia sat down next to her and held her in his arms. He comforted her in a low voice. "It's fine. Don't worry. I asked the nurse to take care of me. She will not die."

Qiao An then took a breath and said, "If he is in danger, I really cannot explain to the old man..."2

Although Shen Yijia said it was fine, as long as Ling Yi was not pushed out of the operating theater for a minute, Qiao An could not be at ease for a minute.

Her heart was hanging from her chest and it was really uncomfortable.

Very soon, the police came over to make a statement. With Shen Yijia accompanying her, Qiao An was finally able to explain the situation clearly. When she heard the end, there was a cold look on Shen Yijia's face.

"Is this the law and order of your country? Killing in public with a knife?"

The Country M police also apologized politely and appropriately. They also expressed that those people were regulars and had just been released not long ago. This time, the punishment would definitely be heavier.

Because there was a surveillance video at the scene of the incident, there would not be any reversal of the situation. This made Qiao An and Shen Yijia feel at ease.

"But because the other party was also injured, we still need this young lady to go to police station to cooperate with the investigation."

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