"Something wrong?" Qi Jiayou glanced ahead, his hand on the steering wheel while the other casually pressed a spot in the car.
He already knew who was calling from his phone.
"Is Mo with you?" Lu Haoran knew You had gone to find him.
Qi Jiayou glanced in the rearview mirror and saw the man looking over.
He calmly replied, "Yes, what's up?" pondering the purpose of the call.
"Have him come over. Sister-in-law..." He couldn't bring himself to finish the sentence.
"How is she?"
Before Qi Jiayou could answer, Xuan Mohan, unable to control himself, leaned forward and asked anxiously.
Hearing Mo's voice, Lu Haoran was stunned. He didn't know how to explain. "It's just... Sister-in-law is a bit emotional. Hurry over."
After the call ended, the car was unusually quiet. Qi Jiayou didn't know what to say, but he found it strange. Even if Mo had touched Lan Qianqian, she shouldn't have such a strong reaction...
Upon arriving at Ruien Hospital, Xuan Mohan leaped out of the car before it had even stopped.
This guy...
With no other option, Qi Jiayou quickly parked the car, handed the keys to security, and hurried after him.
They moved with great speed, drawing curious glances from passersby. They were simply too eye-catching.
Only Yu Zheng, trembling, hid in a corner with his assistant, terrified of being seen by these two formidable figures. As the head of the hospital, he had heard plenty of gossip. That person was admitted to the hospital again, and it was rumored to be quite serious.
Last time, he absolutely refused to believe it. Such a minor symptom brought to him – usually, only untreatable, complex cases sought his expertise. He never expected... it was just a small fever. What a waste of talent!
But this time, he wouldn't take responsibility. Even assisting a genius doctor, he wouldn't do it. Even if he could learn a lot by being by the genius doctor's side, he wouldn't.
Wuwuwu, in truth, he really liked the genius doctor!
But she was the President's darling. Last time, just a small fever, and he was ready to devour people. Would he dare to get close this time? He didn't have that kind of luck yet. Just looking at the President's expression, he must be in an extremely bad mood.
Xuan Mohan strode to the upper floor, not even pausing to catch his breath. His hand, gripping the doorknob, trembled slightly. This was the first time he would see her after touching her. He wondered if she would look at him with hatred.
"Open the door." Seemingly sensing his brother's apprehension and struggle, Qi Jiayou spoke. No matter what, they would help him.
Xuan Mohan calmed his emotions, prepared himself mentally, and slowly opened the door...
However, the scene inside instantly shattered the tall man's composure. "If you hate me, then you can do whatever you want with me. Just don't hurt yourself."
His heart felt like it was cracking into countless pieces. Did she love her senior classmate that much?
Lan Qianqian forced a smile. He finally arrived. After touching her, he wouldn't even acknowledge her anymore? "Cough..."
"Does anywhere hurt?" Seeing her constantly coughing, Xuan Mohan became flustered and stepped forward.
"You... don't move, cough." Lan Qianqian clutched her chest, her eyes signaling him to stay away.
After pausing for a moment, she smiled again. "I'm afraid Mr. Xuan... *cough*... has taken time out of his busy schedule to visit... me... this severely ill patient."
He would have preferred her to stab him in the heart with the knife in her hand rather than feel his heart suffocating with pain.
He said softly, "Yes, I came to see you. You... put the knife down first." Seeing her injured hurt him a thousand times more than if he were injured.
"Cough... is it only when... I'm dying that Mr. Xuan... will come to see me." She had to threaten death just to get him to see her.
Xuan Mohan's heart bled, but his expression remained gently smiling. "You won't die. As long as... you're willing to see me, I'll be by your side all the time."
He always knew how to say pleasant things. He had always been like this, enchanting her heart. And he was still like this now. Had he not had enough fun with her yet?
Lan Qianqian let out a cold laugh. "Cough, cough... Then, how about... letting Mr. Xuan take care of... me, a patient?" She wanted to see how much patience he had.
Xuan Mohan didn't understand her meaning, but the fact that she would let him take care of her and be near her was all he could ask for. He nodded eagerly. "Okay."
However...
"Can you put the knife down first and let Xuan examine you?"
With the knife held in front of her, his heart remained in his throat. Seeing that she didn't seem to be resisting too much, Xuan Mohan attempted to approach her.
One step...
Two steps...
When he reached Lan Qianqian, Xuan Mohan grabbed her hand with lightning speed and took the fruit knife from her other hand.
Everyone in the room relaxed, especially Xuan Mohan, who had been genuinely scared to death.
Qi Jiayou hadn't expected Lan Qianqian to attempt suicide again. But clearly, her suicide this time wasn't the goal; it was aimed at Mo.
He had seen the recorder earlier. Lan Qianqian's state was indeed abnormal, her consciousness seemed scattered, he couldn't quite pinpoint it, but Qi Jiayou felt something was wrong. Perhaps it was time to ask Mo to tell them the specifics.
Mu Jingxuan, with a complicated expression, stepped forward to examine Lan Qianqian's physical condition. Her actions today were merely to make Xuan Mohan stay. He understood this, which made his heart feel even more bitter.
Only Xuan Mohan remained in the room. He sat by her bedside, holding her small hand, his heart filled with trepidation, fearing she would pull her hand away at any moment.
But even after Mu Jingxuan finished treating her wound, she still made no other move. Only then did Xuan Mohan breathe a slight sigh of relief.
He truly missed her and didn't want to leave her for even a moment, wanting to be with her constantly. These moments felt stolen, and he didn't know when she might drift away from him.
But... Xuan Mohan would soon realize that it wasn't just about wanting to be there; if he didn't have work, he could genuinely stay by her side twenty-four hours a day!
Lan Qianqian had just woken up and, after the recent ordeal, her body was already exhausted. She fell asleep shortly after.
Mu Jingxuan had also connected a tube to her. She was still having difficulty breathing. Without it, even a good night's sleep would be difficult.
When everything was done, Mu Jingxuan looked up and saw Xuan Mohan gazing intently at the person on the bed, his eyes unblinking.
He couldn't help but let out a mocking smile. Mo could look at her openly; what about him? His feelings were those that could not be revealed.
Mu Jingxuan quietly withdrew, leaving the space for them. She had already given him her answer; even though Xuan Mohan had hurt her, she still chose him. This... was love, wasn't it?
He had everything from a young age, just like Xuan Mohan, but at this moment... he envied him!