Reborn! Caught Up by the Critically Obsessed Actress - Chapter 111

Song Qingxing was experiencing such a scene for the first time, and she herself was startled, momentarily ignoring the pain brought by the wounds on her body.

“Don’t cry. Why are you crying? I haven’t even cried yet.”

Song Qingxing felt somewhat helpless. Although she wanted to wipe away the other woman’s tears, her entire body was drenched in blood, which felt rather revolting. Especially since her palms and fingers were covered in yellow dust; if she wiped them like that, she feared Xie Jingcheng would turn into a calico cat.

“I was worried about you.”

Tears were still hanging on Xie Jingcheng’s face. A beauty weeping is a sight that evokes pity; Song Qingxing felt her heart skip a beat, despite having acted opposite her before.

Xie Jingcheng had performed crying scenes—collapsed, tragic, or restrained. But this feeling of wholehearted concern for another person was something she had never seen in movies or television dramas. She was genuinely feeling heartache for her.

“I know, of course, but there are so many people…”

Song Qingxing was still somewhat concerned about public perception.

“You’ve ended up like this, how could I possibly have time to care about anyone else?”

Xie Jingcheng hadn’t expected the little rabbit’s first concern to be that. Sometimes she really wanted to open the other’s head to see if it was actually filled with water.

However, Song Qingxing’s heavily injured state made her afraid to even touch her. She could only cautiously maintain the status quo until, before long, medical personnel arrived in a hurry.

They carried medical kits, and nurses arrived at a full sprint. Several of them unfolded a stretcher while the rest began checking the wounds. Although Song Qingxing had undergone a simple bandaging, such a dressing was absolutely unacceptable without disinfection.

The nurse re-wrapped the wounds, and only then was Song Qingxing lifted onto the stretcher. Worried, Xie Jingcheng naturally intended to go along.

Xie Jingcheng had originally planned to follow in the ambulance, but just as she steadied herself, Tang Tang walked up from behind. She reached out to support Xie Jingcheng, her eyes filled with worry.

“Let go, I’m going with her.”

Xie Jingcheng’s hair was disheveled, black strands falling across her cheek and covering her left eye. She had never had such a disheveled moment. Even when filming scenes involving humiliation, Xie Jingcheng would immerse herself in the role, yet the actors slapping her wouldn’t dare use force; their hands would tremble as they struck.

“Jingcheng, your clothes are so dirty. You should change before going, otherwise, it’ll be quite frightening when you get to the hospital.”

Moreover, the news of Song Qingxing’s accident had been witnessed by so many people that it had surely leaked to the outside world. If Xie Jingcheng appeared at the hospital disheveled, it would definitely give the Xie family’s PR department weeks of work.

“It is…”

Xie Jingcheng looked down at her clothes. Though it was a costume, it was now stained with patches of yellow earth and blood. It looked quite terrifying. If she wore this, she estimated it would probably scare Song Qingxing as well.

After careful consideration, Xie Jingcheng returned to the car to change her clothes. She had Tang Tang call the other assistants to take the clothes and have them washed. Only then did she get into the car and head to the hospital.

As expected, reporters moved like a swarm upon hearing the news. After all, only by being the first to report explosive news could one gain more attention and views.

When Xie Jingcheng arrived, the hospital was already somewhat congested, with security guards fiercely driving people away. But Xie Jingcheng’s status was extraordinary after all; assistants were already waiting at the hospital to receive her. The group went upstairs together and waited outside the operating room.

The surgery didn’t last long. After about half an hour, Song Qingxing was pushed out of the operating room. Fortunately, her two wounds were not particularly deep.

Relieved to hear she was fine, Xie Jingcheng finally let out a sigh of relief. She hadn’t even had time to glance at the assailant and didn’t know exactly what had happened.

So, when the patient was pushed into the VIP ward, Xie Jingcheng followed with stiff steps. Song Qingxing had been given anesthesia; her arm and leg were numb and she couldn’t move them much.

“Xie Jingcheng, can you feed me something?”

Song Qingxing was still very hungry. Although she had eaten a little on the way, it was only a few pieces of small bread.

“Okay.”

Xie Jingcheng nodded and sent out a text message. For a moment, the ward fell back into silence.

“Can you tell me why that person attacked you?”

Not knowing the cause and effect was what created a strange sense of panic in the heart. Was it one of her own enemies? Was that why blood and disaster had been brought upon Song Qingxing?

From start to finish, as a child of a wealthy family—especially in the sensitive position of the eldest daughter—the kidnappings Xie Jingcheng had faced were not few. It was only because her bodyguards were agile that she had avoided many approaching dangers. Precisely because she had personally experienced this, it was hard for Xie Jingcheng not to think in this direction.

Seeing that Song Qingxing wasn’t saying much, a look of realization appeared on Xie Jingcheng’s face.

“If it was because of me, I’m sorry. But breaking up is something I cannot do. I can assign more bodyguards to you, but no matter what, you cannot propose a breakup. I will never allow such a thing to happen.”

Xie Jingcheng could not make a compromise. She wasn’t that romantic; she couldn’t be like the protagonists in Korean dramas or domestic dramas who painfully break up to protect their lover’s safety. She couldn’t do it.

If one bodyguard wasn’t enough, she would send two. In any case, Song Qingxing could not mention a breakup!

Song Qingxing’s brain was dizzy from the two anesthesia shots. She couldn’t understand why Xie Jingcheng was talking nonsense to herself here. She blinked her eyes, letting her brain—which had stopped functioning and grown rusty due to the anesthesia—start working again. Only then did she realize that Xie Jingcheng likely thought her wealthy background had brought trouble.

“No, where is your mind going? It wasn’t because of you at all.”

If it were her old self, she would certainly have said mischievously: “Yes, it’s all because of you! That’s why I ended up like this, so you have to take good care of me, for a lifetime!”

But now, Xie Jingcheng was clearly mentally unstable. Cracking a joke would be her own fault. Humorous banter had to be used in the right context; it wasn’t something to be used anytime, anywhere.

“That man is a sasaeng fan of mine. I know him. Even before I started acting, he was always giving me a headache.”

Following her to hotels or saying foul things at handshaking events was a common occurrence.

“This matter has nothing to do with you. He saw that I’m getting further and further away from him now, so he felt resentment.”

Song Qingxing hid some of the truth. Usually, the man wouldn’t get violent; at most, he would do some stalking. For him to suddenly do this now, the biggest reason was actually that she was in a relationship, which destroyed the perfect image of a girlfriend in his heart.

“After all, I’m acting now, so I don’t have time to hold concerts or anything.”

In normal times, Xie Jingcheng would certainly have noticed the flickering and concealment in Song Qingxing’s eyes. Unfortunately… currently, she was dominated by panicked emotions and had no mind to analyze so much.

This was what they called “concern leads to confusion.”