CHAPTER 1072: CHAPTER 1072: CAN’T BE WITHOUT YOU (8)

Qiao Liang walked to the door, listened carefully, but didn’t hear any movement. However, he didn’t relax.

Ever since he first encountered Qian Xueying at the Duke Residence and eavesdropped on her conversation with the Duke, Qiao Liang felt that this woman was not simple. He kept an eye on the events that followed and, of course, understood what kind of person she was.

With his intelligence, it’s not hard to guess that Qian Xueying came to find him to use him against Gan Yuan. Now that he’s here, that woman won’t give up easily without catching him.

Confirming that the other party hadn’t found the vicinity, Qiao Liang returned and noticed a piece of rebar in the corner. He immediately went over and grabbed it in his hand.

He retreated to Chu Xinqing’s side with the rebar in hand and gently held her face to comfort her.

"Xiaoqing, are you okay?"

Feeling the warmth from the man’s warm palm, Chu Xinqing’s mood settled a lot. She immediately nodded gently and responded softly.

"I’m fine."

Even though she said she was fine, she couldn’t control herself from shivering.

Noticing the girl’s movements in his arms, Qiao Liang frowned and held her tighter.

"Are you cold?"

"No... not cold!"

Chu Xinqing whispered in response, but through the shirt, Qiao Liang could feel the abnormal temperature on her forehead and face.

Lowering his head, he gently pressed his forehead against hers. Sure enough, Chu Xinqing’s forehead was alarmingly hot, clearly showing she had a fever.

After leaving the hospital, in order not to let his family know, Qiao Liang didn’t go home but rather stayed in an outside apartment, where Chu Xinqing had been taking care of him.

In the past few days, she had been sneezing a bit, and he had reminded her to be wary of catching a cold. At the time, she carelessly said that if she got sick, it would be his turn to take care of her...

Seeing she seemed to be in high spirits, Qiao Liang didn’t pay much attention.

Thinking of his carelessness, Qiao Liang was filled with guilt.

He embraced her tightly in his arms, resting his face against her hair.

"I’m sorry, Xiaoqing, it’s all my fault. I should have taken you to see a doctor..."

With her stomach feeling uncomfortable and her body burning with fever, cold shiver after cold shiver, Chu Xinqing merely instinctively nestled into his arms, placing her hand on his chest.

If it weren’t due to the circumstances, she probably would never be held so affectionately by him in her lifetime. Thinking this, she couldn’t help but feel a bit delighted.

"It’s not your fault, it’s my own issue, don’t blame yourself." She sniffed lightly, "Did you... did you see the letter I left you?"

"Yes."

"Then..." Chu Xinqing bit her lip, "Can we still... be good friends in the future?"

Hearing the weak voice from the girl in his arms, Qiao Liang felt a pang of heartache. Just as he was about to respond, Chu Xinqing’s nose tingled, and she uncontrollably let out a big sneeze.

In the dead of night, this sneeze sounded particularly noticeable.

Qiao Liang’s heart tightened, and he hurriedly whispered.

"Stay quiet!"

Chu Xinqing realized the sneeze came at the wrong time and quickly covered her mouth and nose with her hand. Qiao Liang gently patted her back, got up quietly, and carefully made his way to the door, listening intently.

Outside in the corridor, there were faint sounds—the footsteps of high heels clicking on the ground.

As expected, the other party had found them.

At this moment, Chu Xinqing also stood up and groped her way behind him.

"Qiao Liang!"

In the hallway, Qian Xueying’s voice rang out coldly.