Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities - Chapter 922 - Who is the Murderer?

They all said that Xiaohua should wake up today so did she wake up or not?

“Mm, she just woke up, but she fell asleep again.” Gao Yi stood up and extended his hands to adjust the drip speed for Xia Ruoxin.

“Really?” Lu Jinrong extended his hand and felt the temperature on his sister’s head. When he realized that it was not warm, he heaved a sigh of relief. The most fearful thing for sick people was to have a fever. If they had a fever, it meant that their wound was infected. As long as she did not have a fever—at the very least, it proved that she was still recovering.

“Can I know what your relationship with her is?” Lu Jinrong stood up and asked Gao Yi. “She’s my sister now. I have the right to know.” He did not want an outsider he did not know to hit on his sister.

“Let’s go out and talk.” Gao Yi said and walked out. This was the ward, and they should let the patient rest. There were other places to talk about things and other places to talk about the past.

Not long later in Gao Yi’s office, the two men had been talking for a really long time. It was only until now did Lu Jinrong realize that Xia Ruoxin had been through so many things before. Even though he always knew that this sister of his was originally Chu Lui’s ex-wife, he did not know that those two had such a big conflict.

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As for Gao Yi, he was also considered as a friend. After all, he had saved his niece that passed away. His family did not have kids for a very long time. How great would it be if that kid was still alive? Then, his parents would not grumble every day that they did not have grandchildren even if she was not biological.

“Mr. Gao, I have a request.” Lu Jinrong sat up straight and placed his hands on the table. “I hope she will be Lu Xiaohua in the future and not Xia Ruoxin.”

“I understand.” Gao Yi gently closed his eyes, and when he opened it again, he exhaled heavily. Whoever she was and whatever identity she had, as long as it was not Xia Ruoxin…

The name Xia Ruoxin was essentially a disaster.

“Thank you.” Lu Jinrong extended his hand and placed it in front of Gao Yi. “Nice to meet you, my ill-fated brother-in-law.”

Gao Yi raised his eyebrows. Was he gloating at him? However, he still accepted it as he knew very clearly in his heart that no matter who Xia Ruoxin chose or did not choose, it would not be him.

He knew of this a long time ago. He did not force her, but he still felt upset.

He extended his hand and shook Lu Jinrong’s hand. Underneath his eyes, there was a ripple of loneliness. “I’m very honored to meet you, my ill-fated brother-in-law.”

Both men said one after another and sort of felt pity for the other party.

Then, they actually laughed and had considered sweeping away any displeasure they had of the other party at first.

At this point—in the ward, Xia Ruoxin opened her eyes again; and her red lips kept moving up and down, muttering something. She placed her hand on her stomach, and it was wrapped with thick bandages.

She laughed bitterly. It turned out that her stomach would be cut open one day.

The ward door opened again, and Shen Wei walked in. Quietly, she took the vase on the table and threw the flowers that were sent by somebody into the rubbish bin before inserting hers in and arranging them.

“I heard that you’ve woken up.” She pulled a chair over and sat down directly as she stared at Xia Ruoxin who had her eyes closed.

“Open your eyes; don’t play dead.”

“Am I not dead?” Xia Ruoxin gently opened her eyes, and her initial voice was very hoarse and jarring to the ear. “I’m already half-dead.” She mocked herself. This was her umpteenth time barely escaping death. Should one say that she was lucky or unlucky? Whenever someone else was safe, something would happen to her. After that, she would escape death again, but she did not know if she could continue having this luck.

“I’m not used to your face at all.” As she was talking, Shen Wei pulled Xia Ruoxin’s face. “It feels like you’re wearing a mask. However, Lu Xiaohua is quite pretty and even prettier than you in the past. It’s just that I’m not used to it.”

“It’ll be okay after a while.” Xia Ruoxin caressed her face gently. Initially, when she had this face, she was the same and did not even dare to look in the mirror as she thought it was an unfamiliar face and a monster. Slowly, she got used to it, finally accepted it, and resigned to her fate.

“Who did it?” Shen Wei squinted her eyes, and her voice was determined and harsh. Even though her voice was kind of light, it was very cold.

“Was it Chu Lui or Xia Yixuan?”

Shen Wei would not randomly guess as only Xia Yixuan and Chu Lui had been to that place. When they arrived, there was already no one there… except for a half-dead Xia Ruoxin who had been stabbed and almost died from excessive blood loss.

“Xia Ruoxin, don’t play dead again.” Shen Wei extended her hands and pinched Xia Ruoxin’s face. “This stupid woman. Why are you so stubborn? Were you like this since birth?”

Once Gao Yi came in, he saw Shen Wei pinching Xia Ruoxin’s face.

“Shen Wei, she’s a patient.” Hurriedly, he came over to defend Xia Ruoxin and felt as if Shen Wei was hurting a flower.

“Sorry.” Brother San took a step forward and pulled Shen Wei behind him. Standing in front of everyone, Shen Wei became a target for scolding and reprimands.

Shen Wei turned around and walked out in big steps. Brother San had even heard her shout ‘stupid woman’.

Xia Ruoxin smiled and opened her eyes again as she placed her fingers in front of her. Who was the one that killed her?

What was the use of saying it? What was the use of knowing?

Xia Yixuan and Chu Lui, both of them were murderers.

One of them was her sister, and the other one was the man that claimed he loved her.

Who else was believable in this world? Who else could she believe?

“Go back to sleep again.” Gao Yi pulled up the blanket and sat down. “How are you? Does it still hurt? Do you need me to add painkillers for you?”

“It’s okay.” Xia Ruoxin shook her head. “It doesn’t hurt that much.” Actually, no matter how painful it was, it did not matter as she could endure it. Sometimes, pain would clear someone’s mind, and they would not forget things so easily.

“Thank you, Gao Yi.” Actually, Xia Ruoxin did not know how many times she had said such similar words. The thing that she had said to this man the most seemed to be ‘thank you’.