Blood stained Song Qinian's white shirt, spreading from her fingers, but she seemed not to feel the pain, her gaze fixed on Song Jiashu.
"I..."
Song Jiashu didn't know what to say. His eyes were glued to Song Qinian's bleeding finger, and he pleaded tearfully, "Sister, let's go to the hospital first, okay? Your hand looks really bad. What if..."
Song Jiashu couldn't imagine what his sister would do if she couldn't speak and couldn't even use sign language.
While Song Jiashu worried about Song Qinian, Song Qinian's mind was entirely on Song Jiashu.
Tears streaming down her face, she gestured desperately, "You gave up the exam, what will you do in the future? Our family... what will we do?"
Since Song Guanliang's accident, Song Qinian had painstakingly and carefully held their family together.
She had no grand ambitions or desires, only wishing for Song Jiashu to successfully get into a good university and for their family to reunite after Song Guanliang's release from prison.
But every time she saw a glimmer of hope, she was met with more disappointment and setbacks.
Song Jiashu hugged Song Qinian tightly. He wiped away his tears and patted her back to comfort her, "Sister, it's okay. If I can't get into university, I have other paths. As long as we are all well, nothing is an insurmountable problem."
Song Qinian expressionlessly pushed Song Jiashu away, her tear-filled eyes looking coldly at Liu Xiaohan.
As if feeling no pain, she gestured coldly at Liu Xiaohan, "Are you satisfied now?"
Liu Xiaohan collapsed onto the floor, covering her face and sobbing.
Song Qinian ignored her and Song Jiashu, leaving the private room like a walking dead.
Just as Song Jiashu was about to chase after her, Guan Mingxu stopped him. "You go take care of your mother. Don't worry, I'll take your sister to the hospital."
If it weren't for Guan Mingxu, things wouldn't have been resolved so quickly. Song Jiashu glanced back at Liu Xiaohan, who was sobbing uncontrollably, and nodded with a grim expression.
Song Qinian was taken to the hospital by Guan Mingxu. Her finger was severely injured and required stitches.
As the doctor stitched her wound, Guan Mingxu sat by Song Qinian's side. Seeing the torn and horrific wound, his heart ached, wishing he could bear the pain for her.
Song Qinian's face was as pale as paper. She couldn't cry out in pain, her beautiful brows tightly furrowed, as if she had suffered a tremendous blow, her gaze distant.
Just thinking about it made Guan Mingxu shudder. Fortunately, Gao Dashang was using a knife and not an axe, or Song Qinian's hands might have been lost forever.
How would she live then?
Due to the severity of Song Qinian's finger injury, the doctor recommended hospitalization.
Song Qinian didn't want to be hospitalized, and Guan Mingxu almost knelt down, "My dearest, if your wound is not taken care of properly, it could lead to permanent damage. Please be hospitalized for treatment, I'm begging you."
Seeing Guan Mingxu sweating profusely, Song Qinian was a little touched. She reached out to gesture, but Guan Mingxu quickly stopped her hand.
"I know what you want to say, but your hand just had stitches, and you can't move it carelessly. Once your hand is healed, I'll listen to whatever you want to express."
Just then, Song Jiashu arrived at the hospital.
He had already sent Liu Xiaohan home.
Liu Xiaohan had wanted to come to the hospital to see Song Qinian, but Song Jiashu stopped her. "Do you think your sister will be happy to see you now?"
"But her hand..."
The thought that all this was Liu Xiaohan's doing sent Song Jiashu into a rage. "You only care about her hand now? Isn't it a bit late? Sometimes I doubt if we are even your biological children!"
Seeing Liu Xiaohan sobbing uncontrollably, Song Jiashu's pent-up anger had no outlet. He fiercely kicked over a table. "You always said you wanted what's best for your sister, which is why you married her off to Shen Chi'an. You know the truth of the matter best!"
Song Jiashu was very worried about Song Qinian and didn't want to waste any more time on Liu Xiaohan. "If you have any conscience left, stop causing trouble and behave yourself. I need to go to the hospital to find my sister!"
Seeing Song Jiashu about to leave, Liu Xiaohan called out to him tearfully, "Jiashu... I'm sorry... it's all Mama's fault..."
Song Jiashu clenched his fists and said coldly, "You better pray that my sister's hand is okay, otherwise, I will never forgive you!"
Liu Xiaohan never expected things to escalate to this point. As she heard the door slam shut, her legs gave out, and she collapsed to the ground, crying even harder.
...
With Song Jiashu and Guan Mingxu's combined efforts, Song Qinian finally agreed to be hospitalized.
In the hospital room, Song Qinian stared out the window in silence, her complexion looking grim. Guan Mingxu and Song Jiashu exchanged glances, their eyes filled with deep concern.
The atmosphere was eerily quiet. Guan Mingxu couldn't stand it and spoke first, "Oh, it's this late. Xiao Nian Nian, are you hungry? What do you want to eat?"
Song Qinian finally turned to look at them. She shook her head at Guan Mingxu and then looked at Song Jiashu.
As she raised her hand, both Guan Mingxu and Song Jiashu's hearts leaped.
"Sister, please don't move your hand..."
Song Jiashu was both remorseful and self-blaming. If he had opened the document immediately upon receiving it instead of delaying, or if he had run a little faster on the way, would his sister have been injured?
Now his sister couldn't speak and her hands were unusable. She couldn't ask for what she wanted or express what she felt.
Song Qinian painstakingly gestured with her injured hand twice. "Afternoon... exam..."
Guan Mingxu understood Song Qinian's meaning and immediately said to Song Jiashu, "Xiao Nian Nian means you should go take the English exam this afternoon."
Song Jiashu gritted his teeth. "I've already missed one subject. It doesn't matter whether I take English or not..."
His unfinished words were cut short when he saw the coldness in Song Qinian's eyes. He immediately relented. "Okay, okay, I'll take it. I'll do my best."
Song Qinian was indeed very angry and despairing, but at this moment, she had calmed down considerably and felt something was amiss.
Ignoring the pain in her hand, she used sign language again. "You... why... go..."
Every time her hand moved, Guan Mingxu's heart skipped a beat. Seeing Song Qinian sweating profusely from the pain but insisting on gesturing, he felt heartbroken.
He was incredibly anxious, but he gently pressed Song Qinian's hand. "I think I understand what you mean. If you think I'm right, nod your head."
With that, Guan Mingxu looked at Song Jiashu. "Your sister means, shouldn't you be taking your exam? Why did you go to a foot massage parlor?"
After speaking, Guan Mingxu glanced at Song Qinian, who nodded.
The gaze of both men then fell upon Song Jiashu.
Meanwhile, on the other side, Shen Chi'an had been restless ever since he boarded the plane and left Jinghua City.
This made him extremely agitated. After he finished his business, even though the other party invited him to dinner, he declined and took the earliest flight back to Jinghua City.
As soon as he got off the plane, Shen Chi'an sent Song Qinian a WeChat message. After waiting for half an hour, he still hadn't received a reply.
He checked the time. At this hour, Song Jiashu should be taking his English exam, and that woman, Song Qinian, would surely be waiting for her good brother at the school gate.
What danger could there be at the school gate?
Could it be that the source of his unease was Lin Qiutong?
"Gao Kunlun, head directly to the hospital!"