The weakling is reborn: the delicate one comes into my arms

"Ma Tianxi, you must still be a man!"

Tang Jiao clenched his trembling fists at his side, his eyes red but firm.

"If you really feel sorry for her at all, just let me go!"

Finally, the car door closed and drove away in silence.

The autumn mood is desolate, making people feel chilly all over.

Wan Meimei was in a daze and was picked up by her brother in a car.

Tang Jiao stood still, his eyes falling directly on the lost Ma Tianxi.

His hair was messy and his clothes were stained with large areas of Ye Xuewei's dark brown blood.

"I won't dispel my doubts about you."

Ma Tianxi slowly raised his head, his eyes empty.

Tang Jiao looked at him with cold eyes, "Even if you are standing here now, you are still a sinner."

When Xiao Jingchuan arrived, Tang Jiao was still wearing a white coat, squatting on the steps on the side of the hospital, with his hands around his knees.

She raised her head when she heard footsteps.

His already red and swollen eyes instantly became filled with a layer of water.

Xiao Jingchuan's breath was stagnant, and he walked over quickly, knelt down and stretched out his arms to hug her.

"I am coming."

A simple and low-pitched tenderness.

Tang Jiao's heart completely collapsed.

She hugged Xiao Jingchuan's waist tightly with her hands and buried her face in his broad and warm chest. Tears poured down her face, instantly soaking her white shirt.

"Xiao Jingchuan, Xiao Jingchuan, Xiao Jingchuan..."

Tang Jiao kept shouting Xiao Jingchuan's name in a low voice.

It seems that only in this way can the fear, pain, and panic lingering in the body this day can be slowly dispelled.

Upside down.

The good friend I was chatting and laughing with the day before would be lying on the operating table covered in blood more than ten hours later, and then lying on the autopsy table with a blue face.

An indescribable feeling of fear captured Tang Jiao's senses.

She felt fear deep in her bones.

Accidents can happen at any time.

What’s even scarier is that this wasn’t even an accident…

Tang Jiao couldn't think about what happened to Ye Xuewei.

Such a good girl, smart, beautiful, hardworking, ambitious, and completely honest with her friends.

Such a good Ye Xuewei, her best companion on the road to studying medicine...

Tang Jiao cried so heartbrokenly that his fingers were intertwined behind Xiao Jingchuan's waist until they turned blue.

"How could this happen? How could this happen? Last night, she sent me a message saying that she would be here soon. She might be confessed by the person she likes..."

"How did it become like this..."

"If, if I had called her later to ask her, it wouldn't have turned out like this..."

Tang Jiao kept sobbing.

The distress in Xiao Jingchuan's eyes almost overflowed.

He kept stroking Tang Jiao's trembling back.

"It's not your fault. This is not your fault. The police will find out and the murderer will pay the price."

"But...but Xuewei is gone! My good friend, why would something like this happen to her..."

Tang Jiao was trapped in extremely sad emotions, crying so hard in Xiao Jingchuan's arms that he was about to convulse.

Xiao Jingchuan dug out her face.

He frowned and looked at her walnut-swollen eyes, and her thin eyelids were so swollen that they were almost bleeding.

Holding her wet face, he stroked away the unstoppable tears with his thumb, and said with great pity:

"Stop crying, Jiao Jiao, your eyes will break from crying."

"I will accompany you and I will definitely let the police find out the truth as quickly as possible. Dongyang is at the city bureau, and I will ask him to follow him personally."

Tang Jiao finally calmed down as Xiao Jingchuan whispered comfort.

She couldn't control her sobs, and said with walnut-like eyes: "Xiao Jingchuan, I'm afraid, if one day I-"

Xiao Jingchuan lowered his head and kissed her, blocking her next words.

The big palm held the back of her head with a sense of security, the warm thin lips moved away, and he raised his head to place a solemn kiss on her forehead.

"Without ifs, this wouldn't happen."

He soothed and rubbed the back of Tang Jiao's neck, which was stiff from crying, and soothed softly.

"What you have to do now is to calm down, take a good rest first, and now go home and take a nap."

Tang Jiao tried hard to suppress the physiological sobs and nodded with a red nose, "Xuewei's father and mother are both in the hospital. She is an only child..."

When he mentioned this, Tang Jiao's nose couldn't help but feel sore and uncomfortable.

She raised the back of her hand to wipe her tears sadly, and then continued:

"Mei Zi and I agreed that we will accompany them later."

Xiao Jingchuan nodded calmly and gently, touching her face.

"I'll arrange for someone to come over first and keep an eye on it. I'll let you know if there's any news. Now I'll take you home to wash your face and have a meal. Then I'll take a nap and regain your energy. Then I'll accompany you here, okay?"

Tang Ziao sniffed his sore and swollen nose and agreed with a deep nasal voice.

Xiao Jingchuan touched her head like a grown-up, "Good boy."

His arms reached under her armpits to help her up.

As soon as he moved, Tang Jiao hissed. His legs were numb from squatting for too long.

Xiao Jingchuan didn't say anything. He bent down and reached her knees, picked her up and strode to the parking lot.

When passing by the main entrance of the hospital, he paused.

Qi Gaoxuan put his hands in the pockets of his white coat. He first recognized his face, and then looked at the petite figure wearing a white coat in his arms.

Tang Jiao noticed it, turned his face away, and suddenly became embarrassed.

Wanting to get off the ground, Xiao Jingchuan held her with both hands and remained motionless, looking directly at Qi Gaoxuan with his deep eyes coldly.

Tang Jiao had no choice but to continue being held by Xiao Jingchuan, and asked for leave unseemly.

"...Teacher, I'm sorry, I want to take a day off this afternoon."

Qi Gaoxuan heard Tang Jiao's name unconsciously, and saw that her eyes were red, swollen and pitiful.

His eyes couldn't help but stay a little longer.

"Step aside."

Xiao Jingchuan's eyebrows darkened slightly, his hand holding Tang Jiao tightened, and he spoke indifferently.

Qi Gaoxuan was brought back to his senses by his oppressive eyes and voice.

He rolled his eyes away, put a fist to his lips, coughed, and then said:

"Go back and rest. I know this. If you feel uncomfortable tomorrow, you can continue to rest."

"Thanks--"

Before Tang Jiao finished speaking, Xiao Jingchuan raised his long legs with a cold handsome face, walked around Qi Gaoxuan, and strode out with Tang Jiao in his arms.

Tang Jiao knew that Xiao Jingchuan was unhappy with Qi Gaoxuan, but she was really exhausted both physically and mentally at the moment.

Holding his tie with only one finger, he leaned against his warm chest and closed his eyes.

When Tang Jiao opened his eyes again, he felt something cool pressing in front of his eyes.

As soon as his hand moved, the thing in front of him was moved away.

"Sleep well?"

Xiao Jingchuan sat next to her, holding a book on Tang Zhi's medical skills on the bedside table in his left hand, and holding an ice pack in his right hand.

Tang Jiao lay on the bed, blinking his eyelids slowly and nodded.

My eyelids are still a little numb and swollen.

Xiao Jingchuan should have applied it to her for a long time, so when she woke up from sleep, her eyeballs did not feel sore due to needle pricks.

Tang Jiao spoke slightly, his voice hoarse from excessive crying: "What time is it?"

"It's almost five o'clock."

Xiao Jingchuan gently touched her slightly swollen eyelids with his fingertips.