Chapter 118: Never Leave Her

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Xianyu Qing furrowed her brows slightly and hurried over to fasten Jiang Mohe’s clothing properly.

Yuan Man revealed an amused smile. “Hehe, little cutie is jealous, huh? I was only glancing, don’t be so petty!”

Ning Wenyan’s face showed a bit of embarrassment and confusion. Why did it seem like her daughter’s relationship with this bodyguard wasn’t so simple?

“Qingqing.”

She called softly, and Yuan Man linked her arm with Ning Wenyan’s, guiding her toward the exit.

“Auntie, let those two have their heart-to-heart chat first. I’ll take you to the lounge outside for some tea.”

Ning Wenyan was filled with doubt: What heart-to-heart?

She wanted to stay behind to question Xianyu Qing but couldn’t break free from Yuan Man’s grip, being pulled out of the ward.

The door shut, leaving the hospital room quiet.

Xianyu Qing gazed at Jiang Mohe’s eyes, where a faint scar lingered at the corner, her eyes misty.

Though it was just a brief glance, the long scars across his chest hadn’t yet faded. They no longer looked as shocking as when he was first injured, but they still pricked at her heart.

Jiang Mohe sat on the hospital bed, meeting her gaze directly. His eyes flickered with a subtle brilliance as he softly called, “Qingqing…”

The warmth and gentle timbre in his voice made her cheeks flush.

She felt Jiang Mohe was different than before. He had never called her that, nor had his eyes ever held such a burning intensity.

She took a step back, unable to meet his gaze. “Mr. Jiang, are you… feeling better?”

Jiang Mohe said nothing, only staring at her.

When he had fallen into the abyss of darkness, Xianyu Qing’s image had constantly appeared in his mind.

Countless memories surfaced from the depths: her sitting timidly in a snow trap looking at him; her falling asleep clutching his arm, murmuring “Brother.”

There were moments of him pushing her on a swing, escorting her to and from school, staying up all night when she had a cold…

These fragments didn’t belong to Jiang Mohe’s own memories. Why did they invade his mind?

And the feelings swelling in his heart—what were they?

Jiang Mohe had no answers.

Since waking, a voice had echoed in his mind: Return to Qingqing’s side, protect her! Never leave her!!!

Seeing Jiang Mohe silent, sweat beaded on Xianyu Qing’s forehead as unease crept in. “Mr. Jiang, are you uncomfortable again?”

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Yes, he was uncomfortable.

At that moment, the voice spun endlessly in his mind, and the feelings inside him grew so intense, they felt ready to burst.

“Beep beep beep…”

Suddenly, the alarm on the monitor bracelet around Jiang Mohe’s wrist blared. The lines on the vital signs monitor fluctuated wildly.

Xianyu Qing panicked. “I’ll go get the doctor!”

She turned just as the ward door was forcefully pushed open.

Dr. Qiao and his student hurried in. One studied the data on the monitors and Jiang Mohe’s reactions; the other prepared a syringe to inject him.

Jiang Mohe tugged fiercely at the monitoring strap, struggling, “No, I don’t want the medication…”

Dr. Gao wore a troubled expression. “027, your condition is unstable. You must calm down.”

If this continued, he might experience an uncontrollable mutation.

But Jiang Mohe refused. Gritting his teeth, he tried to force himself to regain composure.

Seeing an opportunity, Dr. Gao wanted to inject him while he was off guard, but Dr. Qiao gently shook his head. He didn’t want the patient to rely on drugs; self-control was preferable.

Watching Jiang Mohe’s agonized expression, Xianyu Qing couldn’t help but shed silent tears.

She lost track of time.

Eventually, the alert from the monitor bracelet ceased, and the vital signs gradually stabilized to safe levels.

Dr. Gao exhaled in relief. Finally normal.

Dr. Qiao smiled warmly. “Being able to control yourself means you’re almost recovered. But you must remain vigilant and avoid outside stimuli or emotional distress!”

Then he turned to Xianyu Qing. “The patient still needs rest. It’s best if family visits are kept brief.”

“Understood,” Xianyu Qing nodded obediently.

She kept her distance from Jiang Mohe, not daring to get too close. “Mr. Jiang, please rest now. I’ll come again tomorrow.”

Exhausted by the ordeal, Jiang Mohe lay on the bed with eyes closed, murmuring, “Don’t go…”

Dr. Qiao and Dr. Gao left quietly without further interference.

After hesitating, Xianyu Qing sat down on the chair by the bed, watching his breathing ease from rough to steady.

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Ning Wenyan, led by Yuan Man to the lounge for tea, was distracted by thoughts of Xianyu Qing and Jiang Mohe, restless.

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Soon, she stood, intending to return to the ward.

Yuan Man stopped her. “Auntie, don’t worry. 027 isn’t healed yet and won’t harm your daughter anytime soon.”

Her words only made Ning Wenyan more anxious. “Isn’t that Mr. Jiang… Qingqing’s bodyguard?”

“Ha, yes,” Yuan Man smiled. “But he’s no ordinary bodyguard. There’s a chance he could become your son-in-law one day!”

“What?!” Ning Wenyan jumped to her feet. “He and Qingqing…”

Had their relationship already become so intimate? Why hadn’t Qingqing told her? And hadn’t Lady Nangong said Qingqing and Young Master Ao had a close bond?

The last time Lady Nangong visited, she confided privately that Qingqing would become the wife of the ruling family’s head. Though Ning Wenyan hadn’t agreed, now a bodyguard had suddenly entered the picture — what was going on?

Her mind was in turmoil.

Yuan Man reassured her again. “Rest assured, Auntie. 027’s vitality and fighting spirit are among the strongest. With him as your son-in-law, your daughter will never fear kidnapping!”

Ning Wenyan was speechless.

That only made her more uneasy.

After pondering, she decided she must talk to Xianyu Qing seriously before things went too far.

But first, she needed to understand what kind of man Jiang Mohe truly was.

At that moment, an alarm sounded from the ward. Yuan Man sprang up and hurried inside, with Ning Wenyan following.

Outside, Qian Xiangxiang and another female assistant stood on alert. The patient inside was no ordinary person; during episodes, no one was allowed near.

Yuan Man patted Qian Xiangxiang’s shoulder. “How’s the situation?”

“The patient is unstable. Dr. Qiao and the others have gone in,” Qian Xiangxiang answered.

Ning Wenyan peered through the glass, seeing Jiang Mohe struggling with the monitoring strap, and worried about Xianyu Qing. She tried to enter.

Qian Xiangxiang stopped her. “Auntie, you can’t go in now. If the patient gets agitated and loses control, everyone will be in danger!”

“Danger? What kind of danger?” Ning Wenyan’s anxiety deepened.