God of Racing

Chapter 497 - 485

Mrs. Lu’s gaze was as if she wanted to see through Yu Sangwan, "Miss Yu, I should actually say sorry to you."

"..." Yu Sangwan was slightly stunned, she hadn’t expected the overbearing Mrs. Lu to say such words.

"Sigh." Mrs. Lu sighed, "Jinxuan is just using you, but you... I’ve seen it, you’re sincere."

Yu Sangwan’s expression became increasingly awkward, she couldn’t guess what Mrs. Lu meant.

"Miss Yu." Mrs. Lu held Yu Sangwan’s hand, tears even glimmering in her eyes, "Please, save him! Only you can save him, you’ve seen it, without you, he doesn’t sleep all night, and sooner or later, it’s going to wear him down."

Yu Sangwan bit her lower lip tightly, she could roughly guess what Mrs. Lu wanted to say.

"Considering the good times you had together." Mrs. Lu’s words were sincere, not at all like the domineering and haughty noblewoman, at this moment she was just an ordinary mother.

"Miss Yu, please save him? I’m begging you, only you can save him! And if you cure his insomnia, he won’t bother you anymore, right?"

Won’t he... won’t he?

This question haunted Yu Sangwan like a curse, it was also the question she least wanted to face.

She also really wanted to know what the answer was!

Her hand involuntarily touched the old wound from last time... it seemed to still faintly ache there.

Yu Sangwan nodded to Mrs. Lu, her tone full of resolve, "Fine, I agree."

Mrs. Lu’s lips subtly curved into a satisfied smile, clearly a look of triumph...

Laboratory.

This time, Yu Sangwan voluntarily sat in the chair.

Mrs. Lu looked at her, asking, "Miss Yu, would you leave a number? In a while, you might not be well, you still need someone to be with you, right?"

Yu Sangwan swallowed, her face already pale, "Okay, I have a friend, named Pei Pei, her number is..."

After she finished, Yu Sangwan closed her eyes, like a warrior ready to sacrifice. "You can start now!"

The lab technician looked at her, "Miss Yu, shall we tie you up? We can’t use anesthesia, it will be very painful."

Yu Sangwan frowned slightly, recalling the last experience, she silently nodded in agreement.

The technician stepped forward and tied her limbs with straps. Yu Sangwan closed her eyes, not daring to face what was about to happen. After all, she’s a girl, having a piece of flesh cut from her... how much would that hurt!

Her sleeves were rolled up high, a chill touching her skin. Yu Sangwan knew they were disinfecting her skin. As the knife descended, her whole body involuntarily tensed... the knife pierced the flesh, the pain slowly intensified!

"Ugh..."

Originally, Yu Sangwan wanted to scream, but she also understood that no matter how loud she screamed, it wouldn’t help. She willingly accepted this!

It was so painful that the technician gave her a towel to bite on. Yu Sangwan bit down hard on the towel, sweat seeping through her skin, rolling down in sheets, her T-shirt quickly soaked through.

In this state, even the technicians couldn’t help but be moved.

"Please, hurry up..." Yu Sangwan’s face was ghastly pale, all color drained, sustained only by sheer willpower.

Better a quick pain than a long agony, the technician raised the knife and quickened the pace.

"Ah..."

In the end, Yu Sangwan couldn’t bear it, screaming as she fainted.

"Quick! Get the hemostatic powder!"

"Open an IV line for her, transfuse fluids!"

"Gauze, hemostatic forceps!"

The laboratory was in a flurry, Yu Sangwan’s consciousness was fading, she vaguely felt herself being lifted, the scent of thick blood filling her nostrils, and then she knew nothing...

When she woke up, she was on a hospital bed.

Yu Sangwan instinctively looked at her left arm, which was already wrapped in white gauze bandages, concealing its prior gruesome state. She tried to move it; it didn’t seem to hurt as much.

"Heh..." Yu Sangwan chuckled self-deprecatingly, so she wouldn’t die after all; at the time, she thought the pain would kill her.

"Wanwan." A familiar voice cautiously called her from beside her ear.

Yu Sangwan turned her head and saw An Zihao sitting by the bed.

"You?" Yu Sangwan instinctively frowned.

An Zihao hurriedly explained, "Don’t be mad, they called Pei Pei, but she was out of town for a shoot and couldn’t make it back, so she had to call me. I know you don’t like me, I’ll leave right away."

As he spoke, he stood up and turned to leave.

"... Zi Hao." Yu Sangwan’s voice was slightly hoarse, "Could you pour me some water?"

An Zihao turned around confused, "Wanwan? Sure!"

He seemed to receive tremendous encouragement, even the motion of pouring water was cheerful. He held the cup to Yu Sangwan’s lips, "Wanwan, here."

Yu Sangwan couldn’t move her left hand and could only ask An Zihao, "Could you support me a little?"

"... Okay." An Zihao was stunned again, and as he helped her sit up, his cheeks flushed.

Drinking down a whole glass, Yu Sangwan felt much better.

Only then did An Zihao ask her, "Wanwan, what happened to you? How did you get yourself so hurt? When I got you from them, you were covered in blood."

"..." Yu Sangwan lowered her eyes slightly, a bitter smile on her lips, "Sorry to trouble you."

She said nothing else, those things were all in the past.

An Zihao saw this and didn’t ask, "Wanwan, I know you’ve been taking on a lot of part-time jobs to make money... actually, you don’t have to worry, I know I’ve wronged you before and I don’t dare to hope for a reconciliation. So, if you’re still worried... I can sleep at the office."

"Zi Hao." Yu Sangwan suddenly interrupted him.

"Hmm?" An Zihao was taken aback.

Yu Sangwan pursed her lips and smiled, a smile full of weariness.

She was holding the gauze on her left hand, as if matured all of a sudden, "I don’t hate you anymore, let’s both forget the past. Now, my dad is under your care, and I’m grateful."

"Wanwan." An Zihao was a little slow to react, he was just... forgiven like that? After what he had done to her...

Yu Sangwan smiled, shaking her head, she lay down with her eyes closed, "I want to sleep for a while."

"Alright, you rest up!" An Zihao hurriedly tucked her in.

Yu Sangwan turned around, facing away from him.

Actually, everything between her and An Zihao, what did it really matter? An Zihao was never sincere with her, was she ever any different? Forgiving so easily now, in the end, it was because she didn’t care.

However, when would the scar on her hand heal?

The technicians got her tissue, they would soon figure out what scent emitted from her body, enabling Lu Jinxuan to sleep peacefully... Once the research concluded, he wouldn’t truly need her anymore.

Thinking of this, Yu Sangwan curled herself into a ball, trembling all over, yet shedding not a single tear. If this was the end of all ties, she hoped the man she loved... would sleep soundly night after night, without the red streaks in his eyes...