Love Never Ends

He grabbed a bag of medical cotton, picked up the keys to the car and ran towards the police station.    

Along the way, blood kept gushing out from his nose.    

The cotton balls were stuffed one after another, soaked in blood, then taken out and replaced with new ones.    

The medical cotton was quickly used up, and in the end, only paper towels were left.    

The passenger seat was piled high with crimson cotton balls …    

However, perhaps it was due to excessive blood loss, Xi Zhinuan's car had yet to reach the police station but he had already fainted.    

The car hit a fence and stopped.    

The next day, he was seen by the traffic police and sent to the hospital.    

The next day, within the hospital —    

When the nurse came in with the tray, he was trying to remove the needle from the back of his hand.    

The nurse hurriedly shouted, "Sir, the medicine is still being applied. Do not take it off so casually!"    

Xi Zhinuan ignored her. With a "sou" sound, he directly pulled the syringe out of the blood vessel and walked out of the bed.    

His steps were hurried, not even caring about his heavy head or light feet.    

"Mister!"    

The nurse hurried after him.    

He saw his tall figure already running towards the elevator.    

Xi Zhinuan had caught a taxi to the police station.    

He was wearing only a thin shirt and a suit jacket. He rushed into the police station and glanced around the hall. He saw several suspects who were taking notes, but he didn't see Yun Jing.    

"Mr. Xi?"    

The police officer who recorded Yun Jing's statement saw Xi Zhinuan at a glance.    

Xi Zhinuan looked over and recognized him, "Officer, have you seen my sister?"    

"Yun Jing? I was just taken away by Mr. Lu and her parents. "    

When Xi Zhinuan heard this, he heaved a sigh of relief. The worry in his heart also eased up quite a bit.    

There was no detention at all.    

He fidgeted with his hair and asked the police, "Did her parents come over?"    

"Yes, Mr. Lu Chuanxing also came. He talked privately with the owner of the stolen convenience store. It seems like he lost tens of thousands of yuan."    

This way...    

Xi Zhinuan nodded in understanding, "Thank you."    

Did Uncle Mo and Aunt Shan come?    

It's good that he came …    

"Mr. Xi, you don't look good, is there anything wrong with your body?"    

The police asked Xi Zhinuan in concern.    

Xi Zhinuan shook his head, "I'm fine. Jing is not here, so I'll be leaving first."    

"Alright."    

When Xi Zhinuan came out of the police station, he had some thoughts.    

He had said that no matter what had happened to her, he would definitely protect her well. He would help her clean up all the mess she had made, but what about now?    

He had created a mess, but he hadn't been able to protect her, much less clean up her mess … She and Uncle Mo had probably lost all hope of him, hadn't they?    

This way, was good as well!    

Xi Zhinuan's expression darkened a little. He picked up a taxi and drove towards the hospital.    

He didn't call Yun Jing or Uncle Mo or Aunt Shan.    

This matter, just let it go like this!    

Xi Zhinuan leaned on the door of the taxi and looked indifferently at the scenery that flashed past outside the window.    

He had thought last week that everything was so lively and beautiful, but now it looked like he had been reduced to ashes.    

"Sir, you have a nosebleed!"    

The taxi driver saw Xi Zhinuan, who had a nosebleed, through the rearview mirror and shouted worriedly.    

Xi Zhinuan came back to his senses and felt the strong smell of blood in his nose.    

He frowned.    

His illness seemed to be more serious than he had imagined.    

The doctor hurriedly handed over a tissue and asked with concern, "Are you alright?"    

"I'm fine." Xi Zhinuan laughed nonchalantly, then used a tissue to wipe the blood from his nose, "It's just a small problem, thank you."    

Xi Zhinuan's gaze was cast outside the car again …    

His mind was filled with thoughts of her, that childish little face.    

What was she doing now? Would the theft last night make her mental illness worse?    

Would she be like him, missing her all the time … To be honest, in the past twenty-eight years, he had never been so eager to miss someone … Remembering her every frown and smile, she was like a lunatic. One moment she was still laughing, the next second she unconsciously dimmed her eyes.