He was scared that if he saw Jiang Yao dying on the hospital bed, he would feel sad for her. His heart ached so badly that he considered shooting himself.
He was even more concerned that he would be met with her unpleasant and dismissive glance when she awoke.
He had been tormenting himself for the whole night. He even reasoned that it would be better if he fled to his death. What right did he have to survive if he was so ineffective?
"Am I injured, deformed, and unattractive? Or am I paralyzed? Is that why you no longer desire me?" Jiang Yao made a faint pout. Her eyes were damp from tears as she gazed at him, ranting about how he did not stay by her side as she slept.
"I expected you to be the first person I saw when I awoke. But you went for a run instead!" Jiang Yao was like a little girl who was causing havoc for no apparent cause. She would have flipped over and hit the back of Lu Xingzhi's head if it had not been for the ache in her body.