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Chapter 65: Getting Hurt

Chapter 65: Getting Hurt
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When Su Qianxun saw the hooves above her, she shut her eyes in resignation. ‘I’m definitely going to die this time…’

At that crucial moment, Long Sijue grabbed the metal chair beside him and hurled it at the race track. At the same time, he jumped across the railing and dashed towards Su Qianxun’s direction…

Everyone was startled by the scene. Long Sijue’s movements were as agile as that of a cheetah in the jungle…

With a loud bang, the chair hit the black horse before it could step on Su Qianxun. The black horse yelped as its tall and sturdy body fell onto the ground. It wailed in agony.

Lan Qingcheng, who was next to Su Qianxun, was affected by the situation as well. Her horse was in shock, and if it had not been because of her good horsemanship, she would have already been thrown off her horse’s back.

Su Qianxun saw Long Sijue’s extremely enraged face before she completely lost consciousness the next second.

…..

Su Qianxun had a very extended dream. She dreamed of the times she spent with the Su family. Back then, she was genuinely happy. Among his three grandchildren, her grandfather loved her the most. And even though he was very fond of her, he also had high expectations of her and always taught her various life lessons.

At that time, her father was caring and loving, and her mother stayed at home to take care of the family. She was showered with a lot of love every day…

However, everything changed after that. Her world, which was filled with sunshine, turned into complete darkness. Everyone who used to care for her turned into demons. They extended their monstrous claws and mercilessly tore her world into shreds…

Just as she was feeling extremely agonized, a pair of large hands gently caressed her face. Those hands were extremely warm…

Su Qianxun slowly opened her eyes. An unfamiliar female face entered her sight. The woman looked at her with a smile. “Young Mistress Su, you’re finally awake.”

“Where am I?” Su Qianxun was still slightly confused.

“You’re in the hospital. You’ve been unconscious for a whole day.” The young nurse poured her a cup of water.

Su Qianxun tried to sit up, but her body was aching intensely. When the young nurse noticed that, she quickly put down the mug and helped Su Qianxun up. The young nurse then placed a blanket behind Su Qianxun for her to lean against it.

“Drink some water first.” The young nurse handed her the cup.

Su Qianxun was indeed thirsty. She took the mug and drank all the water inside. She then remembered what happened on the race ground. She still lost the competition in the end.

Someone opened the door to the ward. Aunt Qi and Zi Fan entered the ward together.

The moment Aunt Qi stepped into the room, she hurried towards the bed. She asked with an extremely concerned expression, “Young Mistress Su, you’re awake. How are you feeling?”

“Aunt Qi, I’m fine.” Su Qianxun forced a smile.

“How are you fine? You were unconscious for such a long time! The young master is extremely worried… Doctor Zi Fan, hurry up and examine Young Mistress Su.”

‘Aunt Qi must be thinking too much. Why would Long Sijue worry about me?

‘Hmm… It’s not entirely impossible, though. I still need to bear his child after all.’

Zi Fan conducted a very thorough examination. After she was done, she said, “There shouldn’t be any major issues. Just rest properly for some time.”

“Thanks,” Su Qianxun thanked her politely.

“I’ll leave now to report to the young master.” Zi Fan gave Su Qianxun as well as Aunt Qi a nod before she turned and left the ward.

….

In one of the offices in the hospital, Zi Fan reported the status of Su Qianxun’s health to Long Sijue.

Long Sijue had a cigarette in his hand. His black eyes were concealed by the smoke, and no one could see the emotions that were hidden underneath.

“Young master… do you want me to find out Young Mistress Su’s date of ovulation?” Zi Fan suddenly inquired.

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