How did he know he was a harbinger of death? However, the person on the other end didn't seem easy to deal with.
He dared not delay. What if something happened? Her situation didn't look good!
"Hello, do you happen to know the owner of this phone?"
He didn't know who else to call. Her mother didn't answer, so he called the person at the top of the contact list.
The phone's owner? Who knows!
Lu Haoran, still annoyed, hadn't bothered to check who was calling. Hearing the question, he irritably took out his phone, but the caller ID made him freeze.
The only person Mo would have noted as "Wife" was here. Had they both been drinking?
He immediately straightened his expression. It was very dangerous for a girl to get drunk outside. He quickly asked, "She's my friend. Where is she now? I'll go pick her up..."
"She attempted suicide. I'm taking her to the hospital now. Hurry over."
It was good that she was this woman's friend. However, he could only say she attempted suicide, otherwise, he would be held responsible for the money. And this woman's condition was indeed not right. Did she walk over herself? This place was secluded, so he had driven fast. He didn't know if she would survive.
Lu Haoran suspected he had misheard, or that the call was wrong. He took out his phone again to check, but the note was unmistakable. It was highly likely that... his sister-in-law's... phone had been taken.
In the end, he still couldn't quite believe this fact.
But his brother was in such a state.
This...
He was hesitant to face his brother, but he knew he had to tell him. Taking a deep breath, he looked at the hollow-eyed Xuan Mo Han and said, "Mo, sister-in-law had an accident."
Xuan Mo Han, who had been on the sofa, took two seconds to react. He leaped towards Lu Haoran like a wolf, grabbing his collar, his eyes fierce. "What did you say? How could she have an accident?"
She had been in his office just moments ago.
Even as he struggled to breathe, Lu Haoran looked at Xuan Mo Han with unprecedented seriousness. "Sister-in-law attempted suicide."
The next second, he was thrown to the ground. He heard a roar from above: "You're lying to me!"
Xuan Mo Han refused to believe it but stumbled and ran outside...
Even the usually steady Qi Jia You's pupils widened in shock. Realizing the gravity of the situation, he quickly followed, and then made a phone call.
...
Inside the dilapidated house, Mu Jingxuan was extremely focused.
His hands were in motion, and his mind had already worked out the next steps, possible outcomes, and potential unexpected events.
His master's words earlier were like a bolt from the blue. He had just realized how big a mistake he had made. The most fatal flaw in research was an unsettled mind, and for him, composure was as natural as eating.
Yet, he had made a basic error. He knew what factors were influencing him, so as if to prove it wasn't so, he poured all his focus into his work.
"Vvv~"
"I say, kid, if you really want to calm down, why keep your phone? Are you fooling this old man or yourself?"
His master, who was referencing data, heard the phone ring and said faintly, his eyes on the instrument. He never brought his phone into the lab before; it affected his train of thought. What a pity, what a shame. Such a good seed, losing his research spirit like this.
Mu Jingxuan pursed his lips, refusing to let himself be influenced by external factors. His movements became faster and more precise.
His master was curious. This guy always hated self-deception, so why was he playing such a trick on himself now? Wasn't this pretending to be blind, no, deaf?
And the thing he couldn't obtain, did he need to restrain himself so much?
The phone finally hung up, but instead of feeling relieved, Mu Jingxuan's attention began to waver again.
"Vvv~"
His master began to tease, "This first call might have been a joke, but the second call could be important. Are you sure you're not going to answer?"
"No." Mu Jingxuan gritted his teeth, his tone very firm.
Tsk~ Still quite resilient. Unfortunately, it's far worse than when he was doing research before. His master simply stopped his actions and watched him, seeing how long he could last. If it were based on his former research spirit, it would probably be calculated in months...
Oh, the phone hung up without him even looking at it. It's just barely not meeting the standard.
One second...
"Vvv~"
Mu Jingxuan immediately picked up the vibrating phone and quickly glanced at the caller ID: You.
He didn't have the mental capacity to think about why You was calling. However, since You was with Mo, and calling so urgently, it was likely that Mo was in trouble.
He tapped to answer, waiting for the other person to speak, but his other hand's movements didn't stop. It was as if he wanted to prove his mind was still here, but only he knew in his heart that his entire attention was on this call.
"Xuan, do you have time to come over?"
As soon as the call connected, Qi Jia You asked directly. He had been prepared for the call not to go through; Xuan was practically unreachable when he was doing research.
Hearing the wind whistling through the phone, Mu Jingxuan couldn't help but ask, "Did something happen?"
If nothing happened, they wouldn't be looking for him. If they looked for him, it meant someone was injured.
"Lan Qianqian attempted suicide, her condition is currently unknown..."
"Bang~" The reagent in his hand dropped to the ground with a crisp sound.
Mu Jingxuan didn't hear the rest. His ears were buzzing, and he couldn't hear clearly. He asked blankly, "What did you just say?"
He had only left for a few days, how could this be? Weren't she and Mo living very happily?
"I said Lan Qianqian attempted suicide..." He still hoped Xuan could come over. Mo's condition was very bad.
The next second, Mu Jingxuan rushed out.
His master watched Mu Jingxuan's retreating back and shook his head slightly. "Young people caught in the whirlpool of love!" And likely in trouble.
By the time Xuan Mo Han and the others arrived at the small hospital, Lan Qianqian had already been pushed into the operating room. The red light was on.
Xuan Mo Han, his eyes bloodshot, was about to rush in recklessly.
"Hey, hey~ You can't go in." The nurse quickly reached out to stop him, but this man was not someone she could restrain.
It took the two big men beside him to finally hold him back.
"Mo, calm down. If you go in now, you'll only interfere with the doctors and delay Lan Qianqian's treatment."
Qi Jia You knew Xuan Mo Han's weak point. As expected, a single sentence calmed him down, but at this moment, he was like a wounded little beast.
Xuan Mo Han gave a tragic smile. He didn't know she hated him so much that she would attempt suicide after waking up. If he had known... he should have chosen to let her go. He only hoped she could be well.
But had she really forgotten their past so quickly? Or had she never liked him at all? At this moment, he envied that man named Qin Hao Jie for being able to win her heart.
Soon, Mu Jingxuan also arrived, sweat beading on his forehead and his breathing unsteady. But he ignored it all. Before he even stepped forward, he hurriedly asked, "How is she?"