The patent leather shoes made "dada dada" sounds on the smooth floor.
"Xuan Mohan, wake up!"
Fearing he couldn't hear, Qi Jiayou even raised his voice, but the person on the ground showed no reaction at all...
Qi Jiayou frowned. He hated drunkards the most, especially those on the ground who were even worse than him. Now, he had become the very person he hated.
Life is unpredictable...
Qi Jiayou crossed his arms and leaned back on the sofa, crossing his legs. "Xuan Mohan, Lan Qianqian, she..."
Before he could finish, he saw the person who had been completely unresponsive now knit his brows, lift his well-defined hands to pinch his nose, slowly open his eyes, and look up at him.
"How is she?" His voice was so hoarse it was almost inaudible.
Qi Jiayou smiled and teased, "The name Lan Qianqian is really effective. If you were ever critically ill, having her around would surely do the trick." Look, he was already sitting up himself, appearing half-dead just moments ago.
Is love really that magical? It can make someone wake up just by hearing their name?
"Has she... woken up?" Did she mention... him?
Xuan Mohan dared not ask the latter part, afraid he couldn't bear the answer.
"She..."
Qi Jiayou deliberately created suspense, very satisfied watching Xuan Mohan holding his breath. He found this version of him much more pleasing.
Raising an eyebrow, he opened a bottle of wine from the table, poured himself a glass, and swirled it gently in his hand.
"Qi Jiayou!"
Heh, it had been a long time since Mo had called him by his full name. He really missed it.
He raised the glass and took a sip. "Whether she's awake or not, I don't know. But Li An came to me for help. Aren't you even managing the company anymore?"
Women are truly a bane. If this were ancient times, Xuan Mohan would be a proper decadent ruler.
Lost in female beauty, neglecting state affairs.
Why hasn't she woken up yet? Xuan said she should be awake by now.
Could there be other complications with her body? No, he had to go and see her, just not let her see him.
Xuan Mohan forced himself to stand up, walking outwards with an unsteady gait.
It seemed that Lan Qianqian was the only one who could capture his attention. Qi Jiayou lowered his crossed legs and elegantly stood up. "Let's go, I'll take you."
May everything develop in a positive direction...
Meanwhile, Xia Han learned about Lan Qianqian's condition from Mu Jingxuan and immediately burst into tears.
"Can you stop crying? Xuan will use the best medicine for her, and perhaps a solution can be found in the future?"
Her crying made his heart ache and torment him.
Xia Han immediately stopped crying, turning her gaze to Mu Jingxuan with intense expectation. How could she have forgotten? Dr. Mu's medical skills were so superb, perhaps he could do it?
"Dr. Mu, can Qianqian recover and become a normal person in the future?"
Moreover, she could no longer get pregnant. What should she do? How would Qianqian accept this when she found out? She couldn't even imagine it.
Could she live a life completely normal? He really couldn't guarantee it. Her injuries were quite severe, but if there was even a sliver of hope, he wouldn't give up. Once her condition stabilized, he would go into seclusion for research.
He... had to go and see her condition now.
Seeing Mu Jingxuan avoid answering, Xia Han knew that Qianqian's problem was a bit tricky. Tears began to fall again. While wiping them, she hurried to catch up with Mu Jingxuan. With Qianqian in such a state, she needed to be by her side even more.
As for Lu Haoran, he had become Xia Han's follower.
The group entered the VIP ward and found that Lan Qianqian had woken up. They immediately crowded around her. Mu Jingxuan stepped forward to remove some of the instruments from her body.
"Qianqian, how are you? Does it hurt?" Xia Han's eyes were red, and she couldn't help but want to cry again. Of course, it hurt. It was a blessing just to have saved her life.
Lan Qianqian didn't speak. She scanned the surroundings expressionlessly, still not seeing the person she was looking for. She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but no sound came out. Instead, her whole body ached with every breath.
Mu Jingxuan promptly dripped a few drops of clear liquid near her mouth, his voice gentle, "You'll be able to speak in a moment, but you can't talk too much."
After a while, Lan Qianqian finally spoke, with only two words, "Where is he?" Her voice was weak and powerless.
Mu Jingxuan's eyes darkened. She still asked about him first thing upon waking, didn't she?
Seeing that no one answered her question, Lan Qianqian gently closed her eyes again.
Xia Han then remembered that she hadn't seen President Xuan at all. Where had he gone? Qianqian was so severely injured, how could he not be by her side?
"Qianqian, you rest well. I'll come back to see you later." After speaking, she pulled Lu Haoran and walked outside.
Mu Jingxuan looked down at Lan Qianqian, his eyes complex, "If you want to see him, I'll have him come over."
But Lan Qianqian said nothing more. Mu Jingxuan gently pulled the blanket up for her. "If you feel uncomfortable, press the button next to you, and I'll rush over immediately."
After Mu Jingxuan left, Lan Qianqian opened her eyes and stared blankly at the ceiling. After a moment, with some unknown strength, she pulled off the tubes and reached for the fruit knife on the coffee table...
"Drip drip drip~"
An alarm suddenly sounded from the adjacent room. This room was connected to the next one, and any anomaly would trigger a signal to better monitor the patient's condition.
Upon hearing the familiar sound, Mu Jingxuan's heart skipped a beat. The next second, he rushed to the adjacent room. Lu Haoran and Xia Han, sensing that something was wrong, followed closely behind Mu Jingxuan.
When they entered the room, they saw the instruments swinging in the air. Lan Qianqian was holding a sharp fruit knife, the blade pointing inwards, and there were bloodstains on her clothes. They were immediately scared and rushed forward.
"Don't move, cough cough."
After pulling out the tubes, Lan Qianqian found it difficult to breathe, her chest feeling as if it would explode. Yet, she still moved the fruit knife an inch closer to herself.
"Sister-in-law, don't be agitated. Put down the knife first, and let's talk properly."
If they hadn't seen Lan Qianqian's appearance before, they might have been skeptical. It was hard to imagine that just two days could change a person so much and ruin two lives. Now, they had no doubt that the problems between her and Mo were indeed very serious.
Mu Jingxuan felt his heart pounding. Even with his medical skills, he couldn't guarantee where or how deeply Lan Qianqian's knife would cut. Just as he thought Lan Qianqian would have no strength upon waking, she was now surprisingly capable.
"Qianqian, what's wrong? Don't scare me. You know I'm timid, so please put down the knife, okay?"
Lu Haoran, who had been stammering and saying nothing earlier, saw Lan Qianqian's current state. How could she not know that something must have happened?
But she couldn't believe it, how could Qianqian...?
"Call... cough cough... Xuan... Mohan to come over." Lan Qianqian managed to utter a sentence intermittently.
Before the other two men could speak, Xia Han was already anxious and about to cry. "Call, call President Xuan now. Where's the phone?"
Lu Haoran looked at Xia Han's panicked and helpless eyes, pursed his lips, and took out his phone...