Chapter 317: How Could She Do It
Jiang Haoxuan was shocked by Aunty Wu’s scream and so, he rushed in by any means.
A gorgeous but tragic scene reflected in his eyes immediately.
Jiang Haoxuan’s hands trembled. He looked at Sheng An’ning’s pale face in disbelief. She was lying in the bathtub covered with blood.
Fear leapt into Jiang Haoxuan’s heart.
Nervousness, anxiousness and fear attacked Jiang Haoxuan all at once, almost making him lose even his strength to breathe!
How could An’ning treat herself so cruelly like this?
Jiang Haoxuan roared unconsciously at Aunty Wu, “Call the ambulance!”
Aunty Wu was scared out of her wits just now but hearing Jiang Haoxuan’s voice now, she regained her senses. She took out her phone with trembling hands and started to call the hospital’s emergency number.
As the Jiang residence was nearest to the City Hospital of S City, there was no doubt this was the fastest one to send her to.
Just when Aunty Wu and Jiang Haoxuan were in a panic, Sheng An’ning narrowed her eyes and examined their reactions joyfully.
How nice! She had successfully attracted the attention of these people. Sheng An’ning thought to herself, what would happen when she linked the recent happenings together and put them online?
Of course, she wouldn’t say she had drafted a Weibo posting, waiting to upload the picture of her cutting her wrist.
Wouldn’t the Internet users be curious as to why she wanted to do this?
It was not long since Sheng An’ning became famous but with her pretty face and amazing voice, she had a group of die-hard fans.
Gossiping was a fearful thing. She wanted to see what Su Wan would do then.
At the thought of this, Sheng An’ning was extremely happy but there were tears on her face.
Through blurry vision, Sheng An’ning stared at Jiang Haoxuan. Her pale face seemed to have lost its vitality.
“Xuecheng, is it you?”
Jiang Haoxuan’s face was against the light and his facial contour looked like Jiang Xuecheng.
Of course, Sheng An’ning was now conscious and would definitely not mistaken Jiang Haoxuan for Jiang Xuecheng.
She didn’t know why she objected to Jiang Haoxuan. Perhaps it was because he stopped her from taunting Su Wan yesterday.
Sheng An’ning didn’t mind making Jiang Haoxuan more miserable.
She had been so cruel to herself, so why should she care about how others felt?
Hearing his own brother’s name, Jiang Haoxuan’s eyes narrowed suddenly. Why was Sheng An’ning still thinking of his brother at a time like this?
Jiang Haoxuan’s eyes were red. He felt as if his heart had been stabbed, putting him in extreme pain.
Jiang Haoxuan’s lips was pursed into a straight line. When he heard the sound of the ambulance outside the house, a cold light flashed through his eyes.
He walked past Aunty Wu and carefully picked Sheng An’ning up.
Looking at Sheng An’ning’s confused and bitter look, Jiang Haoxuan had mixed feelings.
Were his years of accompanying her of no match to a person who did not have her in his heart?
Jiang Haoxuan carried Sheng An’ning and walked down the stairs hastily. When Xu Ziyao and the others saw Sheng An’ning with blood all over her hand, they were terrified.
Xu Ziyao, who was wearing a dull colored cheongsa, came over. She looked at Sheng An’ning’s hand which was full of blood. Her heart sank immediately.
“Haoxuan, what happened to An’ning?”
Although she had guessed what actually happened to her, Xu Ziyao couldn’t help feeling cold. She thought Sheng An’ning would pause a little but had not expected her to misbehave.
A woman who could be so cruel to herself…
That moment, Xu Ziyao even thought her promise to delay the engagement of Sheng An’ning and Jiang Haoxuan was a right choice.
With Sheng An’ning’s temperament, would this matter take a good turning point even after marrying Jiang Haoxuan?
Perhaps, marrying her to someone out of the Jiang family would be the best decision. However, Xu Ziyao knew that her youngest son looked obedient on the surface but when it came to Sheng An’ning, he was as stubborn as a mule.
Xu Ziyao sighed. Why were the two brothers the same? Neither of them could make her worry less…
Just when Xu Ziyao was thinking, Jiang Haoxuan had carried Sheng An’ning toward the ambulance. When the medical stuffs of The City Hospital of S City saw Sheng An’ning’s miserable conditions, their eyes widened.
Wasn’t this girl covered in blood Fairy An, who sang ‘Moonlight Border’?
The doctor came out of his reverie and began to give Sheng An’ning first aid treatment.
A nurse in white started to ask Jiang Haoxuan, “The patient has lost too much blood. What blood type is she?”
“Type B!”
Jiang Haoxuan replied without thinking.
He had liked Sheng An’ning from a young age. He thought he knew everything about her but the more he understood, the more he couldn’t guess this woman’s thoughts.
The doctor nodded. Then, Sheng An’ning was lifted on a stretcher and placed in the ambulance.
Luckily, Sheng An’ning’s blood type was not a rare type, otherwise, it would be difficult to resolve.
The ambulance was started quickly, whistling away outside the Jiang family’s old mansion as it blew the fallen leaves from the ground.
Xu Ziyao pursed her lips. A cold light appeared in her beautiful eyes.
She was very glad that Jiang Zhiyuan and Jiang Wei were both not at home. Luo Xiuxiu had also gone out. If they were to see Sheng An’ning in this state, they would turn the world upside down.
Xu Ziyao tidied herself up a little and made a call to her office. Then, very quickly, she drove to The City Hospital of S City.
It was early morning on Monday and there were not many people in the hospital.
Jiang Haoxuan looked at Sheng An’ning anxiously. He trotted all the way accompanying Sheng An’ning to the emergency room but had to wait anxiously outside in the end.
He couldn’t sit or stand with ease. Jiang Haoxuan’s heart was seized tightly. He really didn’t know Sheng An’ning would cut her own wrist to commit suicide.
She was a person who was afraid of pain!
How could she do this?
This incident might not have happened if he had noticed that Sheng An’ning’s emotions were not right.
***
At the same time, at Fontainebleau, Su Wan had just cleaned up. When Jiang Xuecheng saw her coming down from the stairs, his dark eyes sparkled, emitting his care and concern.
“Wan Wan, are you feeling better?”
When Jiang Xuecheng woke up just now, he touched Su Wan’s forehead and found that her fever had subsided. When he saw Su Wan breathing evenly and steadily, he couldn’t bear to wake her up.
Su Wan had been exhausted yesterday. Jiang Xuecheng wished to let her sleep for a while more.
Su Wan smiled slightly and blinked mischievously. “I feel completely fine after a good night’s sleep.”
Back then, every time Su Wan was down with cold and fever, she would take at least a week to recover but now, it was much faster. Su Wan even realized the crescent-like scar on her knee was gone.
Could it be because Jiang Xuecheng cooked so well that he kept her healthier?