Pampered by My Ex's Cousin-Chapter 744 - 736: Braving the Storm Together, Sleeping with You (Part Two)

He gritted his teeth, breathing heavily. Ji Anning’s hand, anxiously stroked his chest, "Uncle, how are you?"

Ji Chicheng frowned, in great pain; there was fresh blood continuously seeping from the corners of his mouth and eyes, leaving Ji Anning distressed and clueless about what to do.

She quickly looked up, tears shimmering in her eyes as she asked Qi Helian, "Mr. Qi, do you happen to have any hemostatic or pain-relieving medicine?"

"No," Qi Helian shook his head and then looked at Ji Chicheng with a face full of concern. It was clear he was suffering excruciating pain, and he anxiously asked, "Chicheng, can you hold on?"

Ji Chicheng gritted his teeth; large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, as if he didn’t have the energy to speak, and he didn’t answer Qi Helian’s question.

"Uncle," Ji Anning saw Ji Chicheng gradually fading, she puckered her lips and began to cry. She bent down, drew close to Ji Chicheng’s face, and with the hem of her wedding gown, she carefully wiped the fresh blood from the corner of his mouth.

Wiping while crying, both anxious and heartbroken.

"Uncle, you’re badly hurt," Ji Anning said through tears, "It hurts a lot, doesn’t it?"

Ji Chicheng nodded, "Mm."

"Qi Helian, hurry and find a place to stop, go to the hospital; take my uncle to the hospital, okay?" Ji Anning pleaded with Qi Helian through her sobs.

"Anning."

Before Qi Helian could respond, Ji Chicheng suddenly spoke out, calling Ji Anning’s name. She turned her head and looked at him anxiously, nodding vigorously like a pecking chick, "Speak, I’m listening."

Ji Chicheng smiled painfully, gasping for breath before saying, "Kiss me, that should... should work better than painkillers."

He had to gasp for air after every word he spoke.

At that moment, all Ji Anning wanted was to ease his pain; whatever made him happy, she would comply.

"Okay." 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

Ji Anning nodded through tears, leaned over, and her soft lips touched Ji Chicheng’s bloodied ones; his fresh blood smeared onto her lips. With her eyes open, she was facing Ji Chicheng’s dark pupils, his eyes also bloody and mangled.

Looking at him ached her heart, and she could not stop sobbing.

Ji Chicheng weakly smiled, "Close your eyes."

He raised his hand, covering Ji Anning’s eyes, not letting her look at him.

He knew he was seriously injured, and watching would surely distress her; he didn’t want her to feel so upset or to shed tears.

"Whimper..."

But the more he didn’t want her to be heartbroken, the more she was. Ji Anning couldn’t control herself and simply climbed gently onto Ji Chicheng, holding him as she cried.

Just a moment ago, she had been terrified, truly afraid that Charles would become murderous and kill him.

Ji Chicheng lowered his gaze, moving his hand to Ji Anning’s head, affectionately caressing her, "This little injury... it’s nothing."

But it was the worst she had ever seen him hurt; she lifted her head, her eyes blurry with tears as she looked at his smiling face and choked up, "Did you know, when I was sixteen, Ji Ruo Qian set a big fire, almost burned me alive? Back then, I thought I would die and regretted so much. I thought if only I had known I’d die, I would definitely confess to you first, would definitely tell you before dying that I like you, even though you would surely reject me."

Big tears fell unchecked down her face; one after another, they dropped onto Ji Chicheng’s chest, blending with his bright red blood.

"So the ’I like you’ you said back then, was it for me?" Ji Chicheng closed his eyes.

Despite his weakness, he couldn’t suppress the surprise Ji Anning’s words brought him; his blood-red lips curved into a smile of bliss.