Be a Good Boy and Marry Me

Chapter 273 Little Pear, I’m Going to Break My Promise_2

Translator: 549690339

“Uh…”

A bullet instantly buried itself in her back, and she spat out a mouthful of fresh blood from the pain. Her consciousness started to crumble, and her eyelids swiftly closed over her eyes.

“Gu Li    ”

Before losing consciousness, Gu Li faintly heard the heart-wrenching scream of Mo Shiting. Then, there was no more ‘then’…

Hospital.

The lights in the hallway were brightly lit in the middle of the night, creating a solemn silence.

With the light outside the emergency room persistently on, Mo Shiting leaned dispirited against the wall, anxiously waiting for the results of the surgery.

Murong Si stood across from him, his face gloomy.

The Red Flame Hall was one of the elite teams of the Black Blood League, with almost no defeat in their regular encounters. However, tonight, they were surprisingly annihilated by Mo Shiting, with even Selena not being spared.

The Black Blood League suffered heavy losses this time, but what was most infuriating was that Mo Shiting was still alive, while his “Little Pear” was fighting between life and death in the operating room for his sake.

Murong Si was filled with intense hatred for Mo Shiting.

If it were not for Mo’s guards being all around Mo Shiting at this moment, he would have killed him with a single shot.

“Young Master, your wound keeps bleeding. You should really get it bandaged and have the bullet removed,”

Lu Yang stood next to Mo Shiting, speaking with worrying concern.

Mo Shiting lowered his head, ignoring him.

“Young Master  ”

Continuing to feel uneasy, Lu Yang called out once more.

Mo Shiting sharply rebuked, “Shut up.”

“Young Master, the bullet can’t stay in your body forever. If anything happens to you, young madam won’t be happy when she finds out.”

Lu Yang urged him with persistence.

Yet Mo Shiting remained unmoved.

Unable to hold back, Murong Si sarcastically pointed out, “What’s the big deal about suffering a few minor injuries? My ‘Little Pear’ is still on the verge of life and death. Does your young master have the audacity to get himself bandaged up?”

“Count Allen, I don’t think there’s anything you can do here. Why don’t you go back and rest?”

Lu Yang retorted.

From his understanding, if it were not for the sudden collapse of the honorable Count at a critical moment, his Young Madam would have escaped earlier, and the Young Master and Young Madam wouldn’t both be injured now, would they?

“You ”

Murong Si was so infuriated he could feel a vein on his forehead throbbing. “You’re nothing more than Mo Shiting’s lap dog. What gives you the right to talk in front of me?”

Ignoring him, Lu Yang continued to persuade Mo Shiting, “Young Master, your injuries are severe; it will be troublesome if you don’t get treatment. For Young Madam’s sake, please pay more attention to your own health.”

Mo Shiting licked his lips and subconsciously glanced at the flickering signal light. Still, he shook his head in dismissal.

Catching a glimpse of Gu Yuan hurrying towards them from the corner of his eye, Murong Si could not help but grit his teeth and yell, “Mo Shiting, ever since ‘Little Pear’ married you, she hasn’t had a single day of peace. Now, she’s even risking her life to take a bullet for you. If anything happens to her, I, Murong Si, will make sure you pay with your life!”

Of course, his words were intended for Gu Yuan to hear.

Having only received the news of Gu Li’s hospital admission in the middle of the night, Gu Yuan didn’t even have time to figure out why on earth his daughter was shot.

Murong Si’s accusation, clear and direct, effortlessly unraveled his confusion.

“Uncle Gu ”

Seeing Gu Yuan approach, Murong Si instantly straightened up and respectfully greeted him.

At the sound of his voice, Mo Shiting also slowly turned his head.

Caught off guard, he found himself meeting Gu Yuan’s cold and stern gaze.

Having failed to protect Gu Li and letting her get hurt because of him, Mo was feeling an unbearable mix of guilt and sadness. Facing Gu Li’s father, his morale naturally wilted.

“Director Gu.”

Suppressing the throbbing pain in his chest, he greeted Gu Yuan.

“Humph!”

Gu Yuan gave him a hard stare, but upon noticing his pale face and blood-soaked shirt, it was clear that he was seriously injured. So he snapped, “Get bandaged if you’re hurt. Don’t stand here making a spectacle!”

Mo Shiting flatly refused, “No need.”

Lu Yang persisted, “Young Master, please listen to Director Gu. Let’s get your wound treated first, then we can come back to check on the Young Madam.”

“Shut up!”

Overwhelmed with emotion, Mo Shiting just finished speaking when his wound began bleeding more furiously than before.

Unable to bear watching any longer, Gu Yuan decided to expel them, “Guards, drive all these people out for me.”

“Yes.”

The bodyguards of the Gu family were certainly not to be trifled with, and immediately began to drive them away.

Realizing that Gu Yuan meant business and not wanting to raise a commotion here that might affect the surgery, Mo Shiting reluctantly acquiesced, signaling Lu Yang to take him away.

As soon as Mo Shiting left, the long corridor instantly felt emptier by half.

“Uncle Gu ”

Seeing Gu Yuan’s grim expression and furrowed brows, Murong Si couldn’t help but approach him, assuring him in a deep voice, “Little Pear will be alright, you don’t need to worry..”