Chapter 845: Love Starting from a Breakup 34

Hospital.

After all, it was the Jin family's private hospital, experienced in treating gunshot wounds; although handling bullets containing toxins was a bit troublesome, fortunately there was no danger.

After the surgery, he was transferred to the top-floor suite ward, just waiting for him to wake up.

But the doctors had not completely relaxed.

His life was saved, but there is still an important point: Qiao Xu was injected with a high concentration of bewitching drug, one of the most dangerous and easily addictive substances in narcotics.

Although not much was injected, it still must be given high attention.

From afternoon to evening, however long Qiao Xu remained unconscious, Jin Chen waited by the bed that long.

Only late at night did the person on the bed, with a pallid complexion, show signs of waking up.

Jin Chen noticed at once, gripping the slightly trembling, curled fingers, and whispered softly, "Xiao Xu?"

The youth's brow furrowed, as if he had heard something, yet he did not want to wake; his consciousness sank heavily.

The slight fluctuation just now had almost disappeared.

Jin Chen sensed something was wrong and quickly pressed the call bell.

Within a few tens of seconds, the medical team rushed in.

Another series of examinations followed.

Jin Chen watched from afar as his lover was being examined, and the ache in his heart grew heavier.

Heavy to the point that even breathing felt oppressive.

"This..."

The doctor hesitated a little, lowered his mask and said to Jin Chen, "Young Master, Qiao Young Master shows signs of voluntarily giving up the will to live… If he himself does not wish to wake, combined with the toxins in his body, it is easy to damage the nerves."

"There's a risk of becoming a vegetative state."

Jin Chen froze slightly, his heart sinking.

"What does it mean to… voluntarily give up the will to live?"

His already cold face grew even more stiff; he stepped toward the bedside, knelt on one knee by the bed, and gripped tightly the hand of Qiao Xu that had taken the bullet.

"Xiao Xu, you are safe now, don't be afraid."

"It's my fault; knowing that Gu He treats you badly, I still let you move back to the Qiao family."

In the spacious, empty ward, the doctors dared not even breathe, only Jin Chen's hoarse, low voice echoed.

{0731, I want to enter his consciousness. }

{……Host, sorry, I cannot connect to his consciousness; this is different from entering a dream. }

Giving up hope of survival, unless awakened from outside, there will be no self-consciousness.

Jin Chen had everyone leave the room.

Leaving only him and Qiao Xu on the bed.

He tried many ways to wake him; sending spiritual power into his body was useless, and he could not probe into the heart.

0731 traced back the timeline and discovered perhaps the cause of Qiao Xu giving up the will to live.

{Host! When Gu He injected the Main God, he said that being half-dead like this made him more suitable to threaten you…… Could it be because of this? }

Because he did not hesitate to become a burden, even one of the murderers who could kill Jin Chen.

So he simply gave up on living, so that Gu He could not use him.

Hearing 0731 finish, Jin Chen felt a heavy pain in his chest, like a sharp, icy instrument wrapped in cold, inflicting a death-by-a-thousand-cuts sensation.

There will be a way……

Jin Chen thought.

Just now he kept saying Qiao Xu was already safe; maybe… changing the method would work.

So Jin Chen took several deep breaths, trying to keep his breath steady.

He half-leaned against the headboard, holding the person still receiving IV in his arms, repeatedly murmuring softly, his warm palm rubbing the cold back of the hand made icy by the IV.

"Xiao Xu… Guabao… Jin Chen won't be threatened by them."

"Jin Chen is safe now; he will come to no harm, and Gu He and Jin Fu will not kill him."

"Jin Chen will only be sad because he can't wait for you to wake, you……"

His throat rolled, almost unable to speak: "Please have pity on him, don't give up hope of living, okay?"

He said this softly for a long time, each sentence carrying his own name.

Finally, the person in his arms showed signs of waking again.

{Detected Villain Blackening Value +20, total 65! }

{Detected Villain Heartthrob Value +15, total 78! }

Perhaps it was smelling the familiar, bone-deep scent, and faintly hearing the news that Jin Chen was already safe; the originally muddled consciousness finally cleared.

"Brother……"

The voice was weak and blurred.

But Jin Chen still clearly heard that call.

His lips left a light kiss on the forehead; scorching and rich love had nowhere to hide at this moment.

"I am…… Guabao, I am."

Jin Chen replied in a low voice; his suppressed heart finally found release, the crimson in his eyes faded, leaving only tenderness.

He tightly held the lover in his arms who was gradually waking, as if embracing his only concern in this world.

Qiao Xu felt he had had a very long, long dream.

Nothing that happened in the dream was good.

He became foolish, believed Gu He's rumors, disliked Jin Chen in every way, said their breakup at the banquet and did not try to reconcile; from then on, the two had no further contact.

After that, what else happened, Qiao Xu himself couldn't remember clearly either.

He only remembers…… that he actually ended up committing suicide.

The feeling of having his throat slit by a dagger was awful, just like being shot.

It wasn't because the Qiao family had fallen on hard times, nor because he couldn't accept becoming poor.

It was because he discovered…… that the Gu family had used him, inflicting the utmost harm on Jin Chen, who finally died miserably in the casino.

That bullet……

Reality and the dream almost overlapped when he saw that crystal-clear bullet.

Qiao Xu couldn't tell which was reality.

But he heard Jin Chen's voice.

This is reality.

Qiao Xu finally opened his eyes.

In two seconds, his consciousness returned.

Everything in the dream was fake; he was unharmed, and Jin Chen wasn't dead.

He was still holding him fine.

"Brother……"

Qiao Xu shouted again, his voice filled with grievance, having broken free from the dream, the unhealed wound on his shoulder began to hurt.

"It hurts… it hurts."

He regained a bit of strength, climbed onto Jin Chen's shoulder, buried his cheek in the neck, and silently shed tears.

"I know, it'll be fine soon."

Jin Chen softly soothed, once again covered the wound with his palm, and used Spiritual Power to stop the pain.

Qiao Xu sobbed, thinking, "Before, when brother got shot, it must have also been painful…… but I never accompanied you."

"There's… there's also the bullet."

He suddenly thought of this, glanced at his empty palm, and his nervous mood immediately spread.

Although he was clearly extremely weak, he still tried to straighten out his thoughts and tell Jin Chen everything.

"There is a bullet; they wanted to use it to kill you."

"I had snatched it…… but, but it's gone, brother, quickly get your people to find it back."

He was very emotionally agitated, constantly taking deep breaths.

"Guabao, Xiao Xu, listen to me, calm down."

Jin Chen supported his shoulder with both hands, and while speaking, lightly kissed the corner of his lips to soothe him.