Chapter 1394: He Kissed Her

Cen Xi walked over quickly.

The rain soaked the man from head to toe. He lay on the ground with blood and mud on his face.

When Cen Xi saw that he was motionless, she squatted in front of him and sniffed towards him with trembling fingertips.

At that moment, her mind went blank.

I'm afraid that like Mr. Li, he will die here.

Reaching the tip of his nose and feeling that he was still breathing, her tense heartstrings relaxed a little.

She took her sleeve and wiped the dirt from his face.

She was careful, for fear of hurting him.

After wiping his face, she touched his forehead with her forehead. While crying, he shouted, "Dazuo, Dazuo, your young master is here!"

"Someone is coming!"

"Dazuo, your young master is still alive. He fainted. Bring the doctor over quickly!"

She shouted until her voice became hoarse.

Cen Xi didn't notice that the man lying on the ground slowly opened his eyelashes that were thicker and longer than the woman.

Hearing Cen Xi's hoarse voice, he raised his long slender hand and gently held hers, "Xiao Xi, stop shouting."

He was protected by Mr. Li. Although he was injured, his life was not in danger.

Cen Xi saw the big hand holding her little hand and turned around suddenly to look at the man who had woken up.

"Is there any discomfort?"

"Hel me up first."

Cen Xi nodded hurriedly.

She carefully lifted him up from the ground.

There were cuts on his face and arms, with scarlet blood flowing...

Cen Xi looked heartbroken.

After Qiao Yanze stood up, he looked around and saw no sign of Mr. Li. He frowned slightly, "Where is Mr. Li?"

Cen Xi lowered her eyes, thinking of how Young Master Li looked before he left, her nose felt sour, "Young Master Li has already left."

Seeing Cen Xi's sad expression, Qiao Yanze understood what she actually meant by leaving.

If Mr. Li hadn't held him and jumped out, he might have died in the explosion.

However, he didn't understand that Mr. Li had already brought his life to an end, so why bother to save him again?

"Master Qiao, I have a merciless request." Cen Xi raised her wet long eyelashes and looked at Qiao Yanze, whose eyes were complicated.

Qiao Yanze nodded, "You say."

"I want to bury Mr. Li on this island." Even though Mr. Li was very bad, she didn't want his body to be exposed to wind and rain, and not have a place to rest after he died.

Qiao Yanze hummed lowly.

Dazuo quickly brought people over, and Qiao Yanze was carried on a stretcher. Before leaving, he told Dazuo, "Let Mr. Li be laid to rest in peace, and a monument be erected."

…

Qiao Yanze suffered a slight concussion and fell into a coma on the way back to the capital.

When he woke up again, he was lying in the VIP ward of the Royal Hospital.

There were many people in the ward.

An Feng, Nan Zhi, relatives of the Qiao family, Tang Xi, Chu Yifan, etc.——

Seeing Qiao Yanze awake, An Feng and Nan Zhi immediately stepped forward.

"Yanze, how's it going?"

"Uncle, how are you?"

Qiao Yanze's head was still a little dizzy. He sat up from the bed and said, "I made you worry."

An Feng patted the back of Qiao Yanze's hand and said, "I heard that the person who harmed our Qiao family has died. When you are discharged from the hospital, Si Han plans to knight you."

Qiao Yanze knew that his family was worried about his frequent missions while working in the Ministry of National Security. This was his biggest wish, and he really wanted to inherit the position of Duke and revitalize the Qiao family.

But, his body probably has no chance!

"Uncle, you have a good rest. I have asked you for a long leave from the Ministry of National Security," Nan Zhi said.

Qiao Yanze nodded, "It's all up to you."

…

Cen Xi brought soup from home to the hospital. When she walked to the door, she saw that the ward was full of people and she did not dare to go in.

She stood quietly in an inconspicuous corner and waited until no one was in the ward before she walked in.

Qiao Yanze looked at Cen Xi who came in with a thermos cup and narrowed his peach blossom eyes slightly, "Why didn't you come in before?"

Cen Xi put the thermos cup on the table, looked at Qiao Yanze's handsome and thin face, and whispered, "I don't dare to see them."

Only then did Qiao Yanze remember that he still had one important thing to do.

He picked up his phone and sent a message to Da Zuo.

After sending the message, Cen Xi had already filled the soup. She sat on the edge of the bed, took a spoon and took a sip of soup and put it to Qiao Yanze's lips.

Qiao Yanze opened his mouth and took a sip.

Cen Xi looked at him nervously, "How does it taste?"

Qiao Yanze frowned, "It feels like..." He waved to her, "Come here."

Cen Xi looked at him puzzled.

Not knowing what he was going to do, she moved her little face to him. He lifted her chin and blocked hers with his thin lips.

After a few seconds, he asked her, "Did you taste anything?"

Cen Xi's face turned red, "You are acting like a hooligan."

Qiao Yanze looked at her with a smile on his lips. What Cen Xi didn't know was that there was an extra piece of her hair in his hand.

Although he woke up, he obviously felt that his body was not as good as before.

After talking to Cen Xi for a few words, I felt sleepy and dizzy again.

Seeing that he was in low spirits, Cen Xi said nothing more and just sat quietly by the bed to accompany him.

Qiao Yanze lay on the bed and looked at Cen Xi, "Go back first!"

Cen Xi bit her lip, "Don't you want me to stay with you here?"

"No need. You've been tired lately. Go back and rest early."

"I'll leave after you fall asleep."

Qiao Yanze said nothing more and closed his eyes.

Not long after, Qiao Yanze fell asleep.

Cen Xi sat on the edge of the bed, looking at his handsome and thin face, his delicate and profound facial features, and couldn't help but touch his fingertips.

For some reason, after what happened this time, she felt that there was still an invisible barrier between her and him.

She knew that even if Mr. Li died, it would not change the things that his sister had done to him.

She and him couldn't be together after all.

…

Cen Xi did not go to the hospital again.

Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain.

She had tried her best to do whatever she could for Qiao Yanze.

Cen Xi booked a flight to Switzerland in three days.

…

Qiao Yanze only stayed in the hospital for two days before returning to Qiao's house.

He sat in the room where his mother once lived, looking at her photos, thinking about the past, and couldn't help but get red-eyed.

In this life, the person he feels most sorry for is his mother.

Dong-dong-dong, there was a knock on the door.

Qiao Yanze put down the photo of Mother Qiao and said in a low voice, "Come in."

Dazuo opened the door and came in, holding a document bag in his hand.

"Master, the DNA report test results are out."

Qiao Yanze quickly took the document bag from his left hand, took out the document and turned to the last page.

Dazuo found Xiaoying's hair in the room where she committed suicide, and he asked Dazuo to identify the hair with Cen Xi's.

The two are not related by blood.

Qiao Yanze closed his eyes, put down the document, and laughed like an idiot.