Hospital.
Mother Qi was wheeled into the emergency surgery room, along with the small segment of her severed finger. It had been retrieved from Cheng Su’s household fridge, and although it might not be possible to reattach it, it was worth a try.
Qi Taiguo waited in the corridor, with Cheng Su by his side.
He wrapped his arm around her shoulders but said nothing, his face full of guilt.
After all, everything was his fault, leading to this situation.
Cheng Su saw what he was thinking, held his face in her hands, and said, "Don’t blame yourself, and don’t worry too much. None of us wanted things to turn out this way."
Everything is the arrangement of fate!
Qi Taiguo forced a faint smile, looked at her hand and face, frowned, and said, "You’re hurt too, you need to take care of it."
Cheng Su didn’t pay much attention to it, but Qi Taiguo was insistent, pulling her along to find a nurse for disinfection and medication.
...
Qi Taiguo looked at her arm, covered with medical tape, and her face, showing signs of redness and abrasions, feeling both guilty and grateful, along with lingering fear.
He held her hand to his lips and kissed it, sincerely saying, "Susu, thank you."
"What’s the point of saying this?" Cheng Su laughed.
Qi Taiguo shook his head and said, "When you rushed out today, my heart flew away. For my mom, you... I am grateful."
"Don’t say things like that. Even if you see a stranger about to fall, anyone would naturally try to save them. Besides, it was your mom. It’s instinct!" Cheng Su touched his face and said, "As for you, don’t blame yourself too much."

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