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Chapter 160 It's My Failure to Protect You

The street was in chaos, and passersby gathered around.

Tan Haoyu held Zhu Ziqing tightly, his eyes filled with self-blame and pain.

"I'm sorry, I failed to protect you..."

The sirens of ambulances grew louder as they approached, breaking the chaos.

Tan Haoyu tightened his arms around her, as if trying to merge her into his own body.

Seeing Zhu Ziqing unconscious in his arms, Tan Haoyu paused, his eyes suddenly turning cold.

He looked down at the person in his arms, and the tenderness in his eyes was instantly replaced by a sharp edge.

"Anyone who dares to touch her, I'll make them wish they were dead." His voice was icy cold, filled with boundless killing intent.

Yang Piaoliang and Liu Meili exchanged a glance, and a chill ran through them at the same time.

They knew that Tan Haoyu was truly enraged this time.

……

Zhu Ziqing slowly opened her eyes, and what came into view was the hospital's white ceiling.

She felt a dull pain in her legs, and an IV drip was in her hand, the cold liquid flowing into her veins through the needle.

She tried to move, but found herself completely weak, without even the strength to lift her hand.

"Awake?" A deep, cold voice came from the side.

Zhu Ziqing turned her head and saw Tan Haoyu standing by the bed, his gaze terrifyingly gloomy.

His gaze was like a sharp knife, piercing straight into her heart.

She opened her mouth, wanting to speak, but found her throat too dry to make a sound.

Tan Haoyu gave her a cold look, turned around, picked up the water glass on the table, and held it to her lips.

"Drink." His voice was brief and cold, as if he were speaking to a stranger.

Zhu Ziqing forced herself to drink a few sips of water, which slightly relieved the dryness in her throat.

Just as she was about to speak, Tan Haoyu turned and left, sitting down on the sofa in the ward.

He picked up a document and began to read it carefully, unaware that she had woken up.

Zhu Ziqing's heart sank suddenly, and her eyes involuntarily reddened.

She didn't understand why he was so angry. She was the one who saved him, so why was he so cold to her?

Her fingers gripped the corner of the blanket tightly, tears welling up in her eyes, but she stubbornly refused to let them fall.

Although Tan Haoyu's gaze was fixed on the documents, he kept an eye on the movements on the hospital bed.

When he saw Zhu Ziqing's reddened eyes, his anger was instantly ignited.

He suddenly stood up, walked a few steps to the bedside, grabbed her chin, and forced her to look up at him.

"Do you know you almost died!" His voice was low and suppressed, filled with endless anger and panic.

Zhu Ziqing was startled by his sudden action. Before she could react, his lips pressed down hard on hers.

The kiss carried a punitive connotation, domineering and forceful, as if it wanted to devour her whole.

The images of the car accident kept flashing through Tan Haoyu's mind.

The moment Zhu Ziqing pushed him away, her body was thrown into the air, blood staining her clothes, and she lay unconscious in his arms...

Every memory is like a knife, piercing his heart.

He hated himself for not being able to protect her, and he hated even more that she was always so strong and didn't know how to rely on him.

"Why did you push me away? Do you know how scared I was!" Tan Haoyu released her lips, his voice hoarse and trembling.

Zhu Ziqing finally couldn't hold back her tears and said in a choked voice, "At that time... I didn't have time to think much..."

"No time to think?" Tan Haoyu sneered, his eyes sharp and frightening.

"Have you ever thought about what I would do if something happened to you? You are not alone; your life is not just yours alone!"

His voice carried suppressed anger, yet also a hint of barely perceptible tenderness.

Zhu Ziqing was stunned; she had never seen Tan Haoyu so out of control.

Her heart felt as if it had been struck hard, a bittersweet mix of emotions.

"I'm sorry... I just didn't want you to worry about me anymore..." Her voice was weak, but it was filled with sincere apology.

Tan Haoyu's gaze gradually softened.

He raised his hand to wipe away the tears on her face, and his voice softened considerably.

"Don't do anything so foolish again, do you hear me?"

His tone remained domineering, but with a touch of gentleness.

Zhu Ziqing nodded and said softly, "I promise you, I won't do it again."

Tan Haoyu's brows finally relaxed. He gently took her hand and whispered, "Remember what you said."

The atmosphere in the ward gradually eased, and the two hearts drew closer together at that moment.

Tan Haoyu sat by the hospital bed, his slender fingers gently stroking Zhu Ziqing's hair, his eyes filled with helplessness and tenderness.

"How could you be so foolish? You're risking your own life?" His voice was low, carrying a hint of reproach, yet revealing deep concern.

Zhu Ziqing lowered her head, her fingers unconsciously clutching the corner of the blanket, but her heart was filled with tenderness.

"I just... don't want to see you get hurt." Her voice was very soft, as if she were talking to herself, but it clearly reached Tan Haoyu's ears.

Tan Haoyu paused, then sighed, his tone tinged with helplessness: "You're always like this, what am I supposed to do with you?"

Zhu Ziqing looked up, staring directly at him, and suddenly asked, "That small truck... why did it go out of control? Was it really an accident?"

Tan Haoyu's eyes suddenly darkened, but he quickly regained his composure.

"The brakes failed, and the driver didn't even realize what was happening." He spoke casually, as if he were talking about something insignificant.

Zhu Ziqing frowned, clearly dissatisfied with the answer.

She knew Tan Haoyu too well; she noticed every subtle change in his expression.

"Is it really just a brake failure?" she pressed, her tone tinged with uncertainty.

Tan Haoyu avoided her gaze and said calmly, "Don't think too much. You need to rest now."

Zhu Ziqing's heart sank.

She was almost certain that the car accident was no accident and that someone was behind it.

Who is pulling the strings behind the scenes? Is it Wan Qingsha? Zhu Yahan? Or someone else?

Is it targeting her, or Tan Haoyu?

Countless possibilities flashed through her mind, and she grew increasingly uneasy.

Tan Haoyu noticed her change in mood, reached out and gently patted the back of her hand, his tone tender: "Don't worry, I'm here."

Zhu Ziqing forced a smile and nodded: "Okay, I understand."

But her heart was still restless; anxiety tangled up like a knotted ball of yarn, tightly binding her.

After a while, Zhu Ziqing suddenly felt unwell.

She bit her lip, a hint of embarrassment appearing on her face.

Tan Haoyu was sitting in a chair next to the hospital bed, his gaze never leaving Zhu Ziqing.

He noticed that her brows were slightly furrowed and her body shifted uncomfortably, as if she was quite uncomfortable.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" His voice was deep and gentle, with a hint of concern.