The book-crossing case happened! The villains all want me to go to jail

Xie Xuan'an lay on the hospital bed, barely breathing. His face was pale and bloodless. His dull and confused eyes were like stars that had lost their light. He stared at the ceiling, his thoughts seemed to be trapped in this small world.

His chapped lips were bloodless, trembling slightly like a withered flower in late autumn. His dry and messy hair, like weeds, fell weakly on his thin shoulders.

The reason why he was lying in this hospital was because he was trafficked to a village of human traffickers, who wanted to force him to marry like a woman.

In order to maintain his innocence, he rose up in resistance, and with his excellent skills and intelligence, he fought a desperate battle with nearly a thousand people.

Those people came like a tide, the kitchen utensils and farm tools in their hands flashed coldly in the sun. They waved the tools in their hands and let out fierce roars.

Xie Xuan'an dodged the oncoming kitchen knife by moving sideways, and then kicked the person in front of him. He tried his best not to kill anyone, but just knocked them out.

At this critical moment, it was his second personality that appeared and helped him.

At that moment, Xie Xuan'an felt a glimmer of hope, but he was full of doubts and uneasiness about this mysterious power.

In the end, with his second personality controlling his body, he successfully fought his way out.

As he was lying on the hospital bed recalling this thrilling experience, the door of the ward was gently pushed open, and all the brothers he knew at school came in.

They all had concerned looks on their faces, and their eyes were full of worry and pity.

"Xuan'an, you must get better soon!" "Brother, we are all waiting for you to return to the team!" Every warm word was like a warm current, which made Xie Xuan'an feel warm and strengthened his determination to recover.

On a warm sunny day, his younger brother Xie Ran carefully pushed Xie Xuan'an, who was sitting in a wheelchair, and slowly came to the small garden of the hospital.

A gentle breeze blew by, bringing waves of intoxicating floral scent. "Brother, your hair has grown to your shoulders." Xie Ran said softly, his eyes full of tenderness.

He picked up the comb gently, his movements so gentle as if he was holding a rare treasure in his hands.

He first gently straightened Xie Xuan'an's slightly messy hair, being very careful with each stroke, for fear of hurting his brother. Then, he used his fingers to separate the hair into several strands, and then slowly combed it from top to bottom, with slow and rhythmic movements.

That focused look seemed as if he was completing a sacred mission.

His good friend Su Yi was also there, and he looked at Xie Xuan'an's fingernails intently, his eyes full of concern. "Xu'an, don't worry, everything will be fine." Su Yi said gently, his voice firm and powerful.

He first carefully held Xie Xuan'an's hand, letting his fingers stretch naturally. Then, he picked up the nail clippers and carefully trimmed each nail.

His movements were gentle and precise, and he was extremely careful with each cut, fearing that he would hurt Xie Xuan'an. After trimming, he also used a file to gently polish the edge of the nail to make it smooth and round.

Xie Xuan nodded slightly, his eyes revealing fatigue and helplessness that were difficult to conceal. His thin face, with slightly protruding cheekbones, made him look even more sickly.

Xie Xuan'an remained silent, but his heart was like surging waves, with a myriad of thoughts in his mind.

During these long three months, he could only lie helplessly in bed every day, losing the ability to move freely. He also failed to complete his studies. The inner depression and anguish were like a heavy haze, always hanging over him.

There is never a lack of warmth and care in the ward.

Police officers often came to visit. Every time Officer Zhao Hongzhi came, his eyes were full of respect and he said solemnly: "When you recover,

We will hold a grand commendation ceremony for you, award you bonuses and certificates of honor, you are a well-deserved hero!" The tone was full of admiration and praise for Xie Xuan'an's heroic behavior.

The girls whom he had rescued from the dark cave would also come together.

With tears of gratitude in their eyes, they sincerely expressed their deep gratitude to Xie Xuan'an. "If it weren't for you, I don't know how long we would have to struggle in that endless suffering."

In this complex interweaving of emotions, Xie Xuan'an deeply felt the power of justice and the warmth of humanity.

One week later.

Xie Xuan'an was lying on the bed in the ICU, with layers of bandages wrapped around his body. Although the wounds had begun to scab over, he would still feel pain if he moved a little. The room was very quiet, with only him and Yi Shou.

Ikari was sitting nearby, quietly peeling an apple for him.

The apple peel was connected into a thin line without any breaks. Ikari's hand holding the knife was steady and skillful, as if he was not peeling an apple but performing a precise operation.

"Click", the apple peel fell into the trash can intact, Yi Shou handed the peeled apple to Xie Xuan'an with a faint smile on his face. However, Xie Xuan'an had no intention of tasting it. He looked at the ceiling, his thoughts drifting.

There was an eerie silence in the ward. Neither of them spoke, and the air seemed to be frozen.

Suddenly, a pungent smell of cigarette smoke entered Xie Xuan'an's nose, and he looked towards the door alertly. Yi Shou also stood up instantly, with a hint of excitement flashing in his eyes, but it was quickly covered up by disguised panic.

"Oh no, there's a fire!" Ikari shouted.

Thick smoke quickly filled the room, and Xie Xuan'an started coughing. Yi Shou rushed to the bed without hesitation and carried Xie Xuan'an on his shoulders.

Xie Xuan'an's wound was squeezed, and the scab that had just begun to heal seemed to be cracking. The severe pain made him groan. He gasped for air, and the thick smoke kept pouring into his throat, making him feel suffocated.

Yi Shou ran in the smoke, the corridor was in chaos, people's shouts and cries were intertwined. Xie Xuan'an's consciousness gradually blurred, he only felt his body constantly shaking, and every time he shook, the pain in his wound increased a little.

Finally, they rushed out of the hospital gate. Fresh air hit his face, and Xie Xuan breathed in deeply, trying to wake himself up from the pain and dizziness.

Yi Shou asked the relevant rescuers for instructions, saying that he was Xie Xuan'an's classmate and that they were very close, and asked to let Xie Xuan'an stay at his home for a few days to recover from his injuries. The rescuers agreed.

Xie Xuan'an looked at Yi Shou in disbelief. Before he could react, Yi Shou carried him step by step to an unknown place.

Along the way, Xie Xuan'an was full of doubts and uneasiness. He recalled that when he and Yi Shou were in school, they had a quarrel over a scholarship opportunity and had a grudge against each other.

Since then, they have always been at loggerheads with each other. It was really strange that Ikari was so eager to take him home this time.

Xie Xuan'an tried to struggle down. He said weakly, "Yi Shou, put me down. I don't want to go to your house."

Ikari ignored his protests, continued walking forward with a firm step, and said coldly: "This is not up to you."

Passersby looked at him curiously, but seeing Ikari's serious face, no one dared to step forward and ask.

There were a few dark clouds floating in the gloomy sky, and the narrow streets were lined with debris, making the already depressing atmosphere even heavier.

Xie Xuan'an said again: "Yi Shou, what do you want to do? Is this fire related to you?"

Yikari was silent for a while, then sneered: "Humph, you'll know when you get there."

Xie Xuan'an's worries grew stronger, and he took advantage of Yi Shou's inattention to break free and try to ask passers-by for help. However, his weak body made him stumble and fall to the ground after running a few steps. Yi Shou quickly caught up with him, picked him up again, and quickened his pace.

Xie Xuan'an shouted desperately: "Help! Save me!" But passers-by just watched in horror and no one dared to step forward.

Xie Xuan'an just wandered around, watching the hospital getting farther and farther away from him.