Chapter 153 Chapter 153: The Fading Of The Flower Of Life (An Extra Chapter For All Readers Who Love This Book)
Chapter 153: The Fading Of The Flower Of Life (An Extra Chapter For All Readers Who Love This Book)
Why, why, why.
Why isn't it orange juice flavored!
From her memory of the basement, Chi Xiaocheng’s “orange juice” had almost the exact same taste as pulpy orange juice; Su Tao was perfectly clear on this point.
She had been forced by Chi Xiaocheng to drink orange juice more than once. Even yesterday, she clearly remembered that the bright red beverage had tasted of orange juice.
Why had it changed now?
Why had it turned into the normal taste of rust? This red liquid I'm drinking, it’s orange juice, isn't it? It’s orange juice that flowed from Xiaocheng, isn’t it?!
“An illusion, it must be a hallucination I’m having. My taste buds must be wrong. This… this should taste like orange juice.”
Su Tao lowered her head again, murmuring these words repeatedly.
Dongfang Yang watched it all unfold.
For the first time, this arrogant yet sunny young master’s eyes held such a cold glint.
His gaze shifted to the building across the way, which was already deserted.
The sniper, whoever they were, was definitely a professional. They fired one shot, didn't wait to see if it hit, and immediately fled.
With Su Tao behaving this way and Chi Xiaocheng lying motionless in her arms, how could Dongfang Yang not realize?
This young girl, who had always secretly adored him, loved him yet dared not confess, was now completely devoid of life.
Even Su Tao herself was starting to become unstable.
How could this vivid red liquid possibly taste like orange juice?
He reluctantly averted his gaze, nodding towards Professor Su, who was standing nearby.
Professor Su suppressed the shock in her eyes, took a deep breath, and approached Su Tao. “Miss Su, please let me see what the situation is. There’s no time to delay with rescue efforts.”
She reached out her hand, but it was slapped away by Su Tao.
“No one is allowed to take my Xiaocheng!”
She seemed to have gone a little mad.
Her hair was disheveled, her face pale and frightening. Her once beautiful eyes were bloodshot, and even her fair skin had taken on a withered yellow hue in the harsh sunlight.
Where was the beautiful campus goddess she once was?
Anyone who looked at her would surely call her a madwoman.
Yet, Su Tao remained bowed, retracting the hand that had pressed against Chi Xiaocheng’s chest.
She then brought it to her mouth.
“No… no… this part doesn’t taste like orange juice. This red part should be orange juice flavored.”
“No, no, no, Xiaocheng, please don’t lie to me, okay?”
She seemed to be drinking water, cupping a pool of “orange juice” in her hand.
Her grey-black hair fell into the orange juice, like tendrils of dark ink swirling in a vivid bloom, strand after strand floating on the surface, then, with Su Tao's movement, wrapping around her wrist as it descended.
Only, the original grey-black color had been stained a heart-stopping red.
And she wore an eerie smile, as if savoring some peerless delicacy.
This scene sent shivers down everyone’s spines.
Several security guards, whose nerves weren't strong enough, collectively took a step back.
She’s gone mad!
Many people looked at Su Tao, this thought forming in their minds.
Finally, Dongfang Yang couldn't bear it any longer. He grabbed Su Tao’s hand and loudly shattered her increasingly frenzied state. “Su Tao!”
The shout made Su Tao snap back to her senses for a moment.
Dongfang Yang continued, “The most pressing matter is to let Professor Su examine Chi Xiaocheng. No matter what the specific situation is, we need to get her to the hospital first. Do you really know more than a doctor? If she could be saved last time, she can definitely be saved this time too!”
His words felt like a lifeline to Su Tao.
Yes, last time too, she thought Xiaocheng had no chance, but the doctors had saved her.
This time, it must be the same.
Su Tao quickly helped Chi Xiaocheng look toward Professor Su, her gaze filled with desperate hope. “Professor Su, Xiaocheng is still alive, isn’t she? You can definitely cure her, right!”
But how could this time be the same as last time?
Professor Su found it difficult to meet Su Tao’s eyes.
Last time, Chi Xiaocheng had deliberately tried to end her own life. She didn’t understand medicine, only believing that, like in television shows, cutting herself in a certain place would allow her to quietly await the end of her life.
She hadn't known that the human body protects itself in extreme situations, and such an unverified method was incomplete and irregular.
But this time was different.
There was a ragged hole in her chest.
Fortunately, the sniper rifle didn’t seem to be an extremely powerful type; otherwise, half her body might have been blown apart.
Unfortunately, from a professional perspective, the wound was almost directly over the heart!
The probability of heart damage was infinitesimally high!
As a doctor, what she feared most was the expectant gaze of family members.
She had no choice but to grit her teeth and approach Su Tao, comforting her, “Miss Su, please wait to the side. I will do my utmost!”
But it would only be her utmost.
She took Chi Xiaocheng, helped steady her, and quickly waved over the other doctors.
Her fear was that the most critical treatment time had already been missed.
Rescue, hospital transfer, emergency room—another long several hours.
Su Tao hadn’t slept, nor had she uttered a single word.
Dongfang Yang stayed by her side the entire time. The usually cheerful young man’s face also looked far from well.
The most decisive was Si Chen.
He came to the hospital, and upon seeing that Chi Xiaocheng was still in the emergency room, he only left a single sentence—"I’ll go find the culprit”—before rushing away again.
He seemed to have the least connection with Chi Xiaocheng.
Yet, he also seemed to be the one most concerned about her life and death.
Time continued to tick by, minute by minute, as doctors moved in and out of the emergency room, their brows drenched in sweat.
Dongfang Yang glanced at Su Tao, who sat motionless on the chair, her head drooping. He couldn’t help but speak. “Su Tao, are you… are you still clear-headed?”
Su Tao’s head moved slightly. Her hair, which had been stained red, had long since dried in the wind, making it look even more disheveled.
A hospital nutritionist brought lunch. Knowing the situation, she couldn’t help but comfort Su Tao. “Miss Su, please have some porridge first. You’ve been sitting here for hours without a drop to drink. At this rate, you’ll be the first to collapse.”
Su Tao gently shook her head, still not speaking.
Dongfang Yang sighed. “I know how you feel, but you can’t treat yourself this way, can you? Think positively. Chi Xiaocheng protected you because she didn’t want you to get hurt. You should eat and drink, get your body in order, and be ready to welcome her awakening, just like last time.”
Su Tao numbly lifted her head. In her dry eyes, her tears had long since dried. “Really… can it really be like last time? I wish that bullet had hit me instead!”
Twice now. The first time she almost lost Chi Xiaocheng.
But Heaven was on her side.
But this second time, would she still have such good luck?
With a soft thud, the operating room light dimmed, and the tightly closed doors slowly opened.
A momentary spark ignited in Su Tao’s eyes. She stumbled several times but forcefully steadied herself and stood up.
She almost collapsed onto the sweating Professor Su. “Professor Su… Xiaocheng, how is Xiaocheng?!”
It must, it must be just like last time, barely saved, and then she’ll scold me, right?
However, Professor Su said nothing, only bowing her head slightly.
The light that had bloomed in Su Tao’s eyes slowly faded. “Hey, Professor Su… you, say something! Xiaocheng… what exactly happened to Xiaocheng?!”
Her last sentence broke into a desperate cry.
Professor Su lowered her head, tightly clenching her fists, but then released them in resignation.
“I’m sorry.”
Two quiet words, echoing down the entire corridor.
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