Du Ruoxin: "!!!"
Staring at the disconnected signal, her eyes nearly bulged out.
Rong Jingyang!
Bastard, how dare he hang up on her call!
Cristino, feeling unwell, drifted over and said, "Did he set up call blocking? My number can't get through?"
[So, Xin'er, can I have my phone back now.]
Du Ruoxin stared intently at the screen, refusing to believe it. She dialed again.
Even though she knew it would most likely be hung up again, she just wanted to call.
What if it connected?
"Beep, beep—"
This time, the signal rang twice before being picked up, and Rong Jingyang's impatient voice came through, "Cristino, you..."
His voice abruptly stopped when he saw Du Ruoxin, soaked and disheveled, wearing a man's clothes, with tear-filled, red eyes.
Rong Jingyang: "!!!"
What—
Had she gone through—
Du Ruoxin had been holding back her tears, but the moment she saw Rong Jingyang, all her strength and courage turned to foam.
"Hus—" Before the word could escape her lips, she was sobbing uncontrollably.
Rong Jingyang, I'm in so much pain.
If ugly scars are left on my hands and feet, will you dislike me? Will you think I'm ugly?
"Cristino!" Rong Jingyang's veins bulged with rage. "I'll kill him!!!!"
Du Ruoxin's miserable state, seen through any man's eyes, would give the impression of having been brutally ravaged.
Rong Jingyang was furious. He hadn't expected this!
In just a moment, Cristino had done something worse than a beast to Du Ruoxin!
Wasn't he a gentleman?
Wouldn't he have remained unmoved even if Du Ruoxin were naked in front of him?
How could he have lost control!
Rong Jingyang gritted his teeth, wishing he could tear Cristino to shreds.
Just then, Cristino, hearing the man's furious voice, felt his nerves stimulated and became exceptionally excited.
Unable to resist, he increased the pressure as he applied the disinfectant.
"Ah—"
Du Ruoxin cried out in pain, her phone slipping from her grasp.
"It hurts—"
She collapsed onto the seat, tears streaming as she looked at her older brother.
Cristino felt a pang of guilt, his voice hoarse as he said, "I'm sorry."
He shouldn't have caused her suffering out of momentary jealousy.
"Du Ruoxin... Du Ruoxin... Du Ruoxin..."
From the phone, Rong Jingyang's frantic roar could be heard.
Why can't I see the screen?
What happened!
Du Ruoxin, say something! Where are you!
Rong Jingyang felt like he was about to explode. He—wanted to kill Cristino! A thousand cuts wouldn't be enough to vent his hatred!
"Rumble—"
The sound of the plane landing drowned out Rong Jingyang's roar.
Cristino had finished disinfecting her and said, "We've arrived at the hospital."
He reached out to embrace her.
Du Ruoxin pointed to the floor. "My phone."
Cristino had never hated his phone as much as he did now. He stomped on it.
Unfortunately, it didn't break.
Du Ruoxin: "—"
Cristino said coldly, "I'll have someone send Rong Jingyang your location."
Then, he carried her off the plane.
Du Ruoxin could only watch as her phone moved further and further away, helpless.
Soon, she was taken to the emergency room.
The surgeon examined Du Ruoxin's hands and feet. They were indeed in a sorry state.
But fortunately, it wasn't a snakebite, but likely the bite of an insect with relatively strong venom. The problem wasn't major.
The serious issue was the 3-4 centimeter long wound on the sole of her foot.
It needed to be debrided, otherwise, it could easily become infected and fester.
"I don't want anesthesia!" Du Ruoxin, hearing the doctor, stated her position first.
The doctor looked shocked and incredulous. "Miss, you won't be able to bear it without anesthesia."
Du Ruoxin stubbornly replied, "I can bear it!"
Then, she looked at Cristino, her gaze incredibly resolute. "Brother, I want to wait for Rong Jingyang to arrive before having the surgery."