Fortunately, she belonged to him, and not to anyone else.
A kiss fell on her forehead as Gu Yixuan whispered tenderly, "My Ranran, you’ll always be my treasure."
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After giving Mo Ran a bath and changing her into soft pajamas, Gu Yixuan allowed the doctor to come in to bandage her wounds and administer an IV.
Her hands, forehead, and body were covered with scars.
Some were self-inflicted, but others were deliberately caused by someone.
As he gently stroked the cuts around her wrist, Gu Yixuan’s eyes slowly darkened.
He didn’t know what she had endured in the detention center, but once she woke up, he was determined to find out everything and not let anyone who had hurt her go unpunished.
Gu Yixuan had stayed by Mo Ran’s side all night, not closing his eyes for a moment.
The next morning, when Mo Ran awoke and tried to open her eyes, the intense light forced her to close them tightly again.
Noticing this subtle movement, Gu Yixuan immediately drew the curtains, plunging the room into darkness.
"Ranran, do your eyes hurt a lot?" he guessed, seeing her furrow her brow tightly.
Even though the room was now dim, she still dared not open her eyes all at once.
Cracking her eyelids a sliver, she took a long time to adjust before she could make out the figure in front of her.
As the image grew clearer and she saw Gu Yixuan’s face once more, she wanted to cry, but her eyes were dry, without a single tear.
Gu Yixuan laid his head on hers with delight, gazing at her intently.
"Ranran, you’ve finally woken up. Do you know? You’ve survived the first onset of the poison. Ranran, you’re amazing, very brave." He couldn’t help but kiss her forehead, her cheeks.
Is it true? Had she really made it through?
Just thinking about that feeling of being better off dead made her involuntarily shudder with fear.
But now it was over; she had bravely endured it.
"Um..." She tried to call his name, but her throat felt as if it had been slashed with a knife, unable to produce a complete syllable.
And it was very painful the moment she tried to speak.
Only then did Gu Yixuan realize that it wasn’t just her eyes that were hurt; her throat was also seriously injured.
"Can’t make any sound?" he asked, frowning.
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The previous night, those people had damaged her throat with smoke, and coupled with the "Black Angel" taking effect, she had been screaming wildly, and her voice was already ruined.
Suddenly, Mo Ran was very afraid—would she never be able to speak again?