CEO Wants To Marry Me After Divorce
Chapter 1567. This opportunity, I provided.

Chapter 1567: 1567. This opportunity, I provided.

Speaking of this, she bitterly laughed, "It was me who gave him this opportunity."

Upon hearing her words, Lu Moqing’s eyebrows furrowed even tighter.

He knew she was dwelling on the past, ever since Xia Yumo took the knife for her. Whenever it came to Xia Yumo, she would easily get lost in her thoughts.

No matter how he comforted her or persuaded her, she wouldn’t listen.

Xia Yumo was her knot and her solution.

Only when Xia Yumo had a good life would she truly recover.

Lu Moqing’s heart grew increasingly worried, and he lowered his head and kissed her forehead gently, saying softly:

"How could you blame yourself for this? You’re hoping for her to get better too. You arranged a nurse for her, a bodyguard, and did everything you could think of for her."

He lowered his head, cupped her face, and let her look at him as he continued:

"Xuxu, you’re not a god who can foresee everything. People can be treacherous, and these things are out of our control."

Auntie Wang, who is such an honest person, and Zhang Yang, who has nothing to do with them, who would expect that the other party would find someone who is so uninvolved yet so vulnerable to put the blame on someone who might not wake up for a lifetime?

"Xia Yumo won’t blame you, trust me."

Despite Lu Moqing’s efforts to pull Qiaoxu out of the swamp of self-blame, it was apparent that she basically couldn’t take in a single word.

She looked at Lu Moqing, her face filled with sorrow, "If she doesn’t blame me, I feel even more guilt for her. What if she can’t stand up for the rest of her life?"

There was some hesitation and uneasiness in her eyes.

She had never been this uneasy when facing life and death crises.

Lu Moqing knew she was stubbornly drilling into a knot, and the harder he tried to pull her out, the harder she tried to drill in. So he simply changed the direction, saying:

"Have you heard of Auston?"

Qiaoxu’s face froze for a moment, not knowing why Lu Moqing suddenly mentioned this internationally renowned pharmaceutical company, but she still nodded her head.

Auston’s head, Yi Shu, is my distant aunt, and our two families have a good relationship. Auston specializes in pharmaceutical research, and in a few days, I will go to Germany to talk to them about this matter."

Qiaoxu faintly understood the meaning of Lu Moqing’s words, and her eyes lit up slightly.

Lu Moqing continued:

"I heard Yi Shu mention that they are researching a drug specifically for nerve necrosis. If the research is successful, many paralyzed or patients like Mo Mo’s condition will have hope to stand up again."

He held Qiaoxu’s hand and encouraged her:

"They have been doing this research for more than ten years, maybe they are about to succeed. Mo Mo will definitely be able to stand up."

As expected, Qiaoxu’s expression softened after hearing his words.

The despair in her eyes was replaced by a hint of hope, "Really?"

Lu Moqing’s smile was gentle, and he gently stroked her sweaty hair from the effort of beating Zhang Yang, saying:

"Of course, it’s true."

Having said that, he pressed the intercom and asked someone to send over a bottle of medicinal wine.

When Qiaoxu was beating Zhang Yang, she hit his bones several times, leaving bruises on her own hands, and the back of her hand also swelled significantly.