Saving the Second Male Lead: What to Do When You Enter a Domineering Boss's Novel

Qiao Yisha did not see Nangong Xianyue fall into the river, but she heard the sound of water splashing in the distance, like a huge rock thrown into the water. Her heart suddenly ached violently, and her hands holding the steering wheel loosened, and she almost hit a tree.

"Master..." she murmured, as if she sensed something.

She suddenly saw a broken railing on the side of the road and several pieces of broken glass on the ground.

Qiao Yisha stopped the car, opened the door with trembling hands, and prayed in her heart that nothing would happen to Nangong Xianyue, never.

She stood at the railing and looked down. At one glance, her tears welled up and she covered her mouth and cried out loud.

The golden car sank into the river, with only a corner of it exposed. It was the car she saw Nangong Xianyue driving.

She jumped down to save people without even thinking about it. When she looked down, she saw that she was wearing a thick green and white gauze skirt. The skirt absorbed a lot of water. By the time she could save Nangong Xianyue, she would have sunk.

She cried so hard that she was out of breath. She forced herself to calm down, opened the car door, called Qiu Yi, explained the current situation, and asked him to bring a medical team.

"I'll go down and rescue him first...you must hurry as soon as possible."

After finishing the call, she put her hands behind her back to untie the rope, took off her skirt, and then threw away her high heels. She jumped down without hesitation wearing only a bra and lining.

It is early summer in Dongzhou and the water is not too cold, but Qiao Yisha feels cold in her heart.

She held her breath in the water and swam towards the car. The windows were open and the car was completely soaked in water. Before she could see the scene inside the car clearly, she still held out a glimmer of hope, wondering if Nangong Xianyue was no longer in the car. But she saw Nangong Xianyue with his eyes closed in the car, motionless in the water, his body floating with the gentle current, without a trace of life.

Her heart ached as if it was struck by lightning. She suppressed her sadness, stuck her head out of the water, took a deep breath, dived back into the water, got into the car, and used all her strength to pull Nangong Xianyue out.

Joysa dragged him ashore and laid him on the lawn. She checked his breathing and heartbeat, which were very weak and almost non-existent.

Nangong Xianyue's bright red lips were now pale without a trace of blood, and her head drooped limply to one side, looking lifeless.

The sky was surrounded by the atmosphere of despair. She knelt on the ground and mechanically performed CPR and artificial respiration.

"Nangong Xianyue, wake up, you can't die..."

"I should have stayed with you. I shouldn't have left. It's my fault."

"Woo woo, wake up, what will I do if you die..."

When people are in despair and collapse, they will unconsciously express self-blame and love. This is the case with Qiaoisha now. She stubbornly believes that it was her willful departure that led to all this, but in fact, some things are inevitable.

She pressed Nangong Xianyue's chest hard, her eyes filled with tears, and her vision blurred Nangong Xianyue's face.

"You will definitely wake up. Open your eyes and look at me, please. Nangong Xianyue, please open your eyes quickly."

"Nangong Xianyue, I still have a lot to say to you... I love you. I have loved you for ten years. How can I live without you?"

"It's all my fault. I shouldn't have helped you bring Ning Wanrou back. I shouldn't have left Furth Garden and left you because of her."

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She continued to perform CPR and spoke to Nangong Xianyue intermittently. After an unknown amount of time, Qiao Yisha lost all feeling in her arms.

"It's all my fault..." She lay on Nangong Xianyue's chest and burst into tears.

She was totally wrong. She always thought that love was selfless fulfillment. But now, seeing Nangong Xianyue lying here with his life or death uncertain because of Ning Wanrou, she suddenly realized that what fulfillment, what helping him get everything he wanted, the consequence was to let him foolishly give up his life for love.

She heard messy footsteps and car horns. She looked up and saw Qiu Yi leading a large group of people rushing towards her.

Great... He is saved. Her forced spirit relaxed a little and she fell beside Nangong Xianyue with her head tilted.

"Nangong Xianyue... Young Master, Young Master... You can't die..." Qiao Yisha lay on the bed with a painful expression, muttering in her mouth, her hands clenched into fists.

"Miss Isa, Miss Isa, wake up..."

Joysa was awakened from her nightmare. She opened her eyes and the familiar scene made her nose ache.

The luxurious and retro living room, the pure white angels carved on the ceiling, the gorgeous crystal chandelier, the thick purple curtains, and the bright lights outside the window frames all told her that she was in Falls Gardens, lying in the living room where she had slept for ten years.

She sat up suddenly, and the servant standing beside the bed took a step back in fright.

"Why, what's wrong, Miss Isa?"

"Where is the young master? He didn't fall into the river, right? And I never left Fers, right?" She must be dreaming. She had just woken up and this was what she prayed in her heart.

"Master...Master is in the room." the servant replied.

Joysa lifted the quilt. She was wearing a nightgown. She felt a sharp pain in her arm. She lowered her head and noticed that her arm was wrapped in gauze, and there was also gauze on her neck and forehead.

"what happened?"

"Miss Isa? Have you lost your memory again?" This servant was the one who called Qiaoisa for the first time and was also the first person to know that she had lost her memory. Now looking at Qiaoisa's reaction, she thought she had lost her memory again.

Qiao Yisha didn't answer her. She got out of bed and wanted to see Nangong Xianyue, but found that her legs were also hurting. What was going on?

She lifted her skirt and looked at her legs, which were wrapped in gauze in three or four places.

"Hiss..." She limped out.

"Miss Isa, where are you going? Let me help you." The servant came over cautiously, looking like he wanted to help but didn't dare.

"Okay, come on, help me go see the young master, how is he?" Qiao Yisha asked, grabbing the servant's arm.

"The young master hasn't woken up yet. I don't know the details."

The wound on Joysa's leg hurt as she climbed the stairs, but she gritted her teeth and wished she could go faster and faster.

Qiu Yi was on the corridor, guarding the door of Nangong Xianyue's living room. When he saw her, he hurried over to help her, "Sister Yisha, why did you come up by yourself? Just ask the servant to tell me and I'll carry you up."

"I'm fine. How's the young master? Is his life in danger?" Her voice choked with sobs. She couldn't help feeling sad when she thought of Nangong Xianyue in the car.

Their relationship had just eased a little, and she had just met Nangong Xianyue, and something like this happened...

"Zhuang Qianchen is treating the young master in there. The young master is not in danger of death. Zhuang Qianchen said that thanks to you for doing CPR and artificial respiration, the young master might not have waited..."

Tears fell from Joysa's eyes. She closed her eyes and nodded, "That's great. He won't die... That's great."

"When we arrived, you were lying on top of the young master, covered in blood. The young master was also lying there motionless. We were all terrified."

Qiu Yi and his men planned to find Qiao Yisha and take her to chase Nangong Xianyue. When they arrived at the place, they found that Qiao Yisha was gone. Time was urgent and he could only hurry on. He drove towards Nangong Xianyue and received a call from Qiao Yisha on the way.

When he heard Qiao Yisha's words, it was as if a basin of cold water was poured over him from head to toe. He immediately called the nearby hospital and then contacted Zhuang Qianchen.

When he arrived, Qiao Yisha had several bloody wounds on her body and was bleeding. She was soaking wet and lying on top of Nangong Xianyue, who was also lying there with a pale face.

At that moment he really thought that both of them were dead.

The two were taken to the city hospital by ambulance for treatment. Zhuang Qianchen arrived later by helicopter and transferred them back to Falls Garden.

"When was I injured?" She thought she had lost her memory again, she didn't remember anything at all.

"The cuts on your body were all caused by car window glass. You must have been injured when you were rescuing the young master from the water." Qiu Yi explained to her.

At that time, Qiao Yisha lost her sense of pain and was completely focused on saving Nangong Xianyue. She did not notice that she was injured and kept performing CPR on Nangong Xianyue, which caused the blood in her arm to flow faster and she lost too much blood, so she fainted.

"Why hasn't the young master woken up for so long? Did Zhuang Qianchen tell us about the young master's condition?" Although Nangong Xianyue was no longer in danger of life, she was still worried.

Qiu Yi said in a heavy tone, "Zhuang Qianchen said...the young master's organs and brain were hit, and the situation may not be good."

The organs and brain were hit...

She almost couldn't stand and her breathing almost stopped. The servant next to her hurriedly supported her.

Seeing this, Qiu Yi said, "Sister Yisha, the young master will be fine. You should go and have a rest first. I'll have someone call you when Zhuang Qianchen comes out."

“No,” Joysa shook her head with red eyes, “I’ll wait for him here, I…I…I’ll wait here.”

She limped to the living room door, rested her forehead against it, and suppressed her tears, her thin shoulders shaking.

She closed her eyes and prayed softly, asking the gods to give her a healthy Nangong Xianyue.

Qiu Yi's eyes also turned red and he turned his head away.

After a long while, Qiao Yisha stood up straight, wiped the tears from her face, looked at the thick carved wooden door, her eyes were red and swollen, and her voice was a little deep, "Starting today, I won't let him get close to Ning Wanrou again, even if it means risking my life."

The determination in his eyes surprised Qiu Yi slightly.

Joysa thought of the two dreams. The "Joyesa" in the dreams begged her so much, and hoped so desperately that she would kill Ning Wanrou and let her return to Fers. Perhaps it was a prophecy given to herself deep in her heart, but she was too slow to react and did not notice it in advance.

“Have you seen my phone?” she asked.

Qiu Yi nodded, "A bodyguard brought your phone back and put it in the drawer next to your bed."

"Go and bring it up for me." Qiao Yisha ordered the servant who had just helped her up.

"Yes."

"Young Master has encountered such a big incident, where is Mu En? And Chen Lingfeng, have they been here?"

Seeing that there were only a few servants on the corridor, Qiaosha couldn't help feeling angry.

"The butler has come to see her. Miss Mu En is on her way. Also, I have contacted Miss Jin Xing. She has already boarded a private plane back to Firth."

Joysa nodded and tried hard to suppress the sadness in her heart.

Hatred shone in her eyes. No matter who caused all this, she would make him pay the price.

Qiu Yi looked at her gloomy face and the black mist surrounding her, as if he saw the ruthless Qiao Yisha before she lost her memory coming back. As expected, only Nangong Xianyue could affect her emotions.

In the banquet hall, in just less than ten minutes, Ning Wanrou, Mu En, Long Junshen, Yin Feng and Chu Jingli all disappeared in the hall as if they had agreed. One cannot help but wonder if this was planned. But who could have planned this? Was it a collusion between Mu En and Long Junshen?

But she is Nangong Xianyue's cousin, how could she betray him?

"Qiu Yi, do you feel that something is wrong in the banquet hall today?" Qiao Yisha said.