When Nangong Xi was being carried out, the injured area was indeed tightly bound with strips of cloth.
It was Qiangwei’s doing.
Grateful, Tang Yuyan couldn’t help but stand and walk towards Gu Qiangwei, her gaze shifting between her and Qin Sijue beside her.
She knew very well that given Qin Sijue’s personality and his hatred for the Nangong Family, he wouldn’t have saved a member of the Nangong Family now or even in the past.
If he hadn’t provided a timely blood transfusion today, her son might not have had the chance to make it to this hospital room, so at this moment, Tang Yuyan didn’t even know what to say to both of them.
Her first look was at Qin Sijue, and a thousand words coalesced into just two, about to slip out, "Thank ..."
But before she could even utter another word, Qin Sijue, as if knowing what she was about to say, suddenly turned around and left the hospital room indifferently.
Even after saving Nangong Xi, it didn’t mean that he had stopped detesting the Nangong Family.
Therefore, he had no intention of accepting this "thank you."
Gu Qiangwei turned her head to watch his retreating figure disappear at the door of the hospital room, with Li Yuan hastening to follow him.
She knew he had a fervent heart, but he was too proud to show it!
"You gave your blood, why not accept their thanks?"
Li Yuan’s voice faded outside the hospital room, and Gu Qiangwei turned around, her eyes landing on Tang Yuyan’s face, and she smiled slightly, "He’s just too proud to lose face, don’t mind him."
Tang Yuyan pursed her lips, still feeling profoundly grateful to both of them.
"Qiangwei, I really... I’m so thankful to you for saving my Xixi. If it weren’t for you, he might have been buried in the rubble or died from excessive blood loss. I truly don’t know how to express my gratitude to you right now..."
"Auntie Tang, I really like Xixi, so you don’t have to thank me specifically."
Despite her words, Tang Yuyan’s heart was still filled with immense gratitude.
At that moment, Nangong Mingchuan also came over, and since they weren’t very familiar, he simply said politely, "Miss Gu, thank you for saving my son. I will remember this kindness in my heart."
"And Qin Sijue, he may disdain our gratitude, but I still hope you can convey our thanks to him. Really... thank you both so much."
Gu Qiangwei turned her head to meet Nangong Mingchuan’s grateful eyes and slightly pursed her lips, "Okay, I understand."
Not far from her side, Nangong He stared intently at Gu Qiangwei’s profile. He felt grateful to her, but the words "thank you" he just couldn’t bring himself to say.
He was well aware that in such circumstances, if she hadn’t promptly stopped the bleeding for his grandson, he might have died long ago, but even so, considering her relationship with the Nangong Family and that his granddaughter’s leg was maimed because of her and Qin Sijue, he found himself unable to say "thank you."
Yet his impression of her had completely changed.
Gu Qiangwei glanced at Nangong Xi on the hospital bed and thought about how she had misunderstood Qin Sijue. She needed to go and coax this grown boy!
"Auntie Tang, could you give me a call if Xixi wakes up?"
By that, Tang Yuyan seemed to understand that Gu Qiangwei was about to leave and quickly nodded, "Yes, if Xixi wakes up, I will definitely call you!"
Gu Qiangwei smiled and then left the hospital room.
Inside the hospital room, Nangong He, Nangong Mingchuan, and Tang Yuyan, the three of them, watched her leave.