Flander never imagined that by simply assigning a running task, intending to put the little monsters in their place, especially Ning Rongrong, he would end up losing his personal treasure.
Looking at Tang Sui, who lay on the sofa in his principal's office, barely clinging to life, Flander felt like crying.
Li Yusong, as he was leaving, ran into Tang San and Xiao Wu, who had come chasing after him. Seeing his sister lying on the sofa, her breathing shallow, Tang San felt a surge of panic and regret.
Her raven-black hair, wet and clinging to Tang Sui's pale face, some of it even stuck to grit and tangled into a messy knot.
The young girl's delicate face was ashen, even tinged with the blue of death.
Her once bright, clear blue eyes were tightly shut, her pale, dry lips slightly parted, barely clinging to life under the medicinal effects of the thousand-year-old ginseng. Suzan Novel Network.
"Sui Sui..." Tang San knelt by the edge of the sofa, his calloused fingertips gently brushing away the sweat-dampened strands of hair from Tang Sui's forehead, which were sticking to her face and eyes. His handsome face was shrouded in the backlight, his emotions hidden in the shadows.
If only he had spoken up when Sui Sui agreed to run, if only he had told the dean about his sister's weak constitution.
If he had said something then, Sui Sui wouldn't have pushed herself so hard for twenty laps... she wouldn't be in this weak, lifeless state now...
"It's all my fault!"
Tang San clenched his fist, striking the ground heavily. A small dent appeared in the floor where his fist had landed, startling Xiao Wu beside him.
But upon hearing Tang San's words, a look of sadness also appeared on Xiao Wu's pretty face. She patted Tang San's shoulder to comfort him. Looking at the pale Tang Sui, her heart ached, and she softly said, "It's not your fault, Xiao San. If I had spoken up earlier, Sui Sui's task wouldn't have been so heavy."
Seeing her once obedient and adorable sister now looking like she was on her last breath, Xiao Wu also felt a pang of sorrow.
Flander, who had been pacing restlessly by the sofa, overheard their conversation and a flicker of self-reproach and guilt crossed his eyes. "I apologize, this was my oversight."
Although on the surface he had never met Tang Sui, the Clear Sky Douluo had already told him of Tang Sui's weak health last night and advised him to assign tasks accordingly. Yet, he had failed to heed the Clear Sky Douluo's instructions.
Flander, who had originally intended to curb Ning Rongrong's arrogance, felt extremely distressed.
"This responsibility is mine. The letter Master gave me also mentioned Tang Sui's poor health, but I mistakenly thought she could handle twenty laps." Flander exhaled a breath of stale air and sincerely promised Tang San and Xiao Wu, "Rest assured, I swear on my honor as a Soul Sage, I will not let anything happen to Tang Sui."
Tang San and Xiao Wu exchanged a look and trusted Flander's assurance.
Shao Xin arrived late with his soul skill that had healing and acceleration effects. After a period of chaos, Tang Sui's condition finally stabilized as dusk approached.
—Author's Notes—
Tang Sui [Peacefully lying flat]: You know, cannon fodder really is that fragile.
This is the last chapter for today. And now for some bad news: for the next few days, I can only manage two updates.
Mo Li has a group project that needs to be completed before the Dragon Boat Festival holiday, otherwise, I won't be able to go home for the holiday.
It wasn't until Mo Li started university that she realized the most troublesome thing wasn't an endless sea of homework, but... group projects that required collaboration.
You never know what your group members are thinking, or when they'll finally get around to doing their part.