If he had known that Gu Yao would remember everything because of this, he wouldn’t have done it no matter what.
But it was too late for everything.
After Gu Sheng stabbed once, the hatred and anger in his heart did not dissipate, so he drew out the knife and stabbed again fiercely.
One bloody hole after another burst open on Shangguan Yu’s body. Beneath him, a pool of blood had already spread, and his drenched clothes were completely soaked in blood.
Gu Sheng, like a madman, repeatedly plunged the scalpel into Shangguan Yu’s body, pulled it out, and stabbed it down again brutally.
And Shangguan Yu never resisted from beginning to end, not even struggling.
The smell of blood in the ward was so strong that it was almost suffocating, even stinging the eyes...
After an unknown amount of time, Gu Sheng slowly stopped. It was as if he remembered something important he needed to do, hurriedly tossing aside the bloodied knife, then desperately crawled to Gu Yao’s side, lifted her up, and staggered out of the ward, disappearing into the darkness.
In the ward, the floor was covered in blood, making it impossible to step down. Shangguan Yu lay motionless in the pool of blood, his eyes wide open.
And what his open eyes were looking at was where Gu Yao had been, the outstretched hand still reaching, but unable to grasp anything anymore...
Jun Moyan was dumbfounded for three seconds when he received the call; his body reacted before his brain could.
By the time he, Wen Xiao’ai, and Drunkard arrived at the hospital, the Shangguan couple hadn’t arrived yet, and only Gu Li stood outside the operating room.
Drunkard quickly put on sterile clothes and entered the operating room to save people. However, when he saw Shangguan Yu on the operating table, his entire chest stabbed and mangled beyond recognition, showing no signs of life and was being shocked by a doctor, his heart went cold.
The Shangguan couple arrived twenty minutes later, and it was at this time that the operating room door opened.
Drunkard came out, and the doctors and nurses followed behind him.
The doctors and nurses glanced at the few people at the door, their gazes somewhat evasive.
They looked at Drunkard and tacitly left, leaving him there.
Seeing the doctors and nurses lower their heads and walk away silently, Mrs. Shangguan’s legs gave out, almost causing her to fall.
Fortunately, Shangguan Qingmu beside her supported her.
It was Jun Moyan who asked.
His voice tightened with fright, his hands trembled.
Drunkard raised his hand, removed the white mask, his face was sickly pale, even whiter than paper at this moment. Nᴇw novel chapters are publɪshed on novel⦿fire.net
Drunkard opened his mouth, and after a while, his throat finally made a sound:
"...couldn’t save him."
Drunkard’s words struck like a thunderclap, leaving everyone stunned, ears ringing and eyes blurry.
Jun Moyan shuddered all over, his body involuntarily fallen backwards, retreating half a step before barely managing not to collapse.
"Jun Moyan." Wen Xiao’ai hurriedly supported him, unable to help but redden her eyes as well.
Mrs. Shangguan blacked out and fainted.
Shangguan Qingmu caught her, a nearly fifty-year-old iron-blooded man who had been to war, risked his life, a warrior who bleeds but doesn’t shed tears, yet at this moment his eyes reddened, tears flowed, his mind in panic.
"Is it really... hopeless?" Gu Li, face white, asked, his voice trembling uncontrollably.
Drunkard slightly shook his head.
"When I went in, the heartbeat had already stopped..."
"Twenty-one stabs... Gu Sheng stabbed him twenty-one times, two in the heart..."
Drunkard’s voice trembled uncontrollably, setting aside the friendship with Shangguan Yu, being trapped by unresolvable pain, he increasingly understood what death truly meant.