Chapter 1938: Director Lu Has Found Her, Part 4
Remorse and self-blame, heartache and pain, almost tore his heart to pieces!
The whole heart felt like it had rolled over in a frying pan again and again.
Nothing serious, please let nothing serious happen.
Neil and Yang Jian exchanged a look; they had never seen Lu Hualiang so out of control.
Even when Xia Weibao first disappeared, although he was anxious inside, he kept his face calm.
Now he’s completely like a beast on the verge of collapse, with all nerves stretched to the extreme.
No doubt, if Xia Weibao is gone.
He would be finished too.
Not only him, many others would be finished.
An emperor’s wrath leaves corpses for a thousand miles.
Xia Weibao is the only one who can hold his emotions in check; she is the last soft spot in his heart. If the last warmth is gone, what kind of out-of-control person he would become, what kind of revenge he would take, is unimaginable!
Everyone’s hearts were left behind the door of the emergency room.
Long Xuanye’s situation, who cares; no one has the thought to concern themselves.
Revenge may be important, but it’s not as urgent as Xia Weibao!
The wait was long and torturous, especially this kind of waiting with life and death uncertain.
Lu Hualiang was agitated, punching the wall again and again.
Nurses and passers-by circled around, not daring to pass this way.
The atmosphere was terrifying, the bone-chilling pressure of despair could be felt at the end of the corridor!
Lu Hualiang was exhausted from punching, leaning against the wall, sliding down to the ground.
His clothes were dirty, hair disheveled, stubble had grown; such an image was a stark contrast to his usual meticulous appearance.
Yet he couldn’t care less.
He even regretfully raked his hair.
The whole person was engulfed in endless remorse.
He hated himself for not being able to protect her, allowing her to be kidnapped.
He hated his incompetence; it actually took almost three months to find her, putting her in danger for so long.
He hated himself; she had already left him a message, why was he still so slow? If he were quicker, just a little quicker, would she not have been harmed?
He hated his arrogance, always believing everything was under control, one slip causing such a tragic disaster...
He even hated himself for meeting her, for keeping her confined by his side, for not giving her freedom.
If she hadn’t met him, she’d still be that carefree Divine Doctor of Jianghu, living freely and happily...
He couldn’t bear to imagine, if the child was gone, what a blow it would be to her, how much pain she would feel!
Once a person gets into a corner, everything seems wrong.
He had taken all of Xia Weibao’s harm onto himself.
But in fact, what was his mistake?
Xia Weibao was taken away, unexpectedly.
No one expected such an outcome.
After blaming himself, Lu Hualiang sat dejectedly on the floor, the hand resting on his knees still dripping blood.
Neil came over, "Master, do you want to first bandage the wound?"
Lu Hualiang didn’t move, as if he hadn’t heard Neil’s words.
But Neil knew, he had heard.
"Master, don’t blame yourself, this matter isn’t your fault. The young madam will be alright."
Still no reaction, Yang Jian also came over.
He’s a rough man, usually blunt.
Not good with words, otherwise, he wouldn’t have been exiled wandering Earth.
But in this situation, it seems not saying anything wouldn’t do.
So Yang Jian clumsily said, "Master, don’t worry, wasn’t the young madam still breathing when she was brought over?"