She rested in her seat for a while longer before taking out her phone and calling Du Juan, "Mom, where are you now?"
"At Xuancheng City Hospital."
"The inpatient department?"
"Yes, the inpatient department, the 21st floor, room 2109."
"Okay, I'll be there soon."
Meng Jingwei hung up the phone and said to Qing Muye, "Please take me to Xuancheng City Hospital."
When she had called earlier, they had said they were at the county hospital, but now they had been moved to the city hospital, which meant the distance was much shorter.
Qing Muye followed the navigation to Xuancheng City Central Hospital. After parking the car, he and Meng Jingwei quickly went upstairs.
They remained silent the entire way, like strangers.
Upon entering the inpatient department, Meng Jingwei gave Qing Muye a warning look, "Don't say anything foolish in front of my parents."
She worried about what her parents might think if they knew certain things.
It would be best to keep Qing Muye quiet.
"Mm."
The man responded perfunctorily and said nothing more.
They exited the elevator and found room 2109. Pushing the door open, they saw her foster parents in the room and Old Chen Tou lying on the bed.
Meng Jingwei was extremely anxious and rushed forward, "Dad, Mom, how is my master?"
"He was just brought out of the emergency room not long ago and is resting now," Du Juan said with a sigh, standing in front of Meng Jingwei.
"Daughter, don't worry, Old Chen Tou is blessed with good fortune," Meng Tianhua comforted her.
"Uncle, Aunt," Qing Muye nodded slightly and greeted them, "Sorry for coming in such a hurry, I didn't bring anything."
"Muye is here. It's good you're with Jingwei; the roads are difficult in this weather, and it's worrying to be alone," Du Juan exchanged a glance with Meng Tianhua and smiled.
Meng Jingwei didn't care about Qing Muye's relationship with her parents; her mind was solely focused on Old Chen Tou, who was lying unconscious in the hospital bed.
His head was wrapped in bandages, and he slept peacefully, showing no reaction, which made Meng Jingwei break out in a cold sweat.
She walked to the bedside, sat in the accompanying chair, and gently patted Old Chen Tou's hand, "Old Chen Tou? Wake up, I'm here to see you."
Meng Jingwei spoke softly to Old Chen Tou and even held his hand, but Old Chen Tou showed no reaction at all.
She asked worriedly, "Mom, why isn't he reacting at all? What did the doctor say?"
"The doctor said he fell, causing intracranial hemorrhage. He's had surgery, and now we just have to wait for him to wake up."
If it hadn't been somewhat serious, they wouldn't have transferred him to Xuancheng City Central Hospital.
"Alas, he's usually so agile, how could he be clumsy enough to fall?"
Meng Jingwei muttered with a show of "dislike."
In reality, she was deeply concerned.
Old Chen Tou was like family to her.
She had grown up in Old Chen Tou's home since she was little, and she was like his daughter. Now, this had happened.
"Don't worry too much, he'll be fine."
Qing Muye saw Meng Jingwei's pale face and comforted her.
"Muye, you sit down too. You must be tired after driving all this way. By the way, have you had dinner? Would you like me to get you something?" Meng Tianhua asked.
They knew Qing Muye's identity; after all, he was the eldest young master of the Qing family. Although he was very good to Meng Jingwei and was her sworn brother, he was ultimately from a prominent and powerful family, and they had to be cautious.
"Uncle, you don't need to be so polite, I'm not hungry," Qing Muye waved his hand and stood aside, watching Meng Jingwei hold Old Chen Tou's hand.
The usually carefree girl, who seemed thoughtless, showed a sense of responsibility when faced with a crisis, which made him feel a pang of sympathy.
"I'm going out to make a call."
Qing Muye suddenly thought of something and turned to walk out of the room.
After the room door closed, Du Juan immediately went to Meng Jingwei's side and asked in a low voice, "Daughter, did Muye bring you back?"
"He came back with you, why didn't you say so? Your master is hospitalized, it's not good to have a young master like him come over and be neglected," Meng Tianhua added.
Meng Jingwei looked back and saw Qing Muye standing by the door, making a phone call, through the transparent glass on the door.
She shook her head, "Dad, Mom, it's okay. It was Mrs. Qing who asked him to bring me back, worrying that it would be dangerous for me to drive alone. You don't need to think too much about it."
Ultimately, Meng Tianhua and his wife were honest, simple rural folk. They had been secretly framed by the Li Fu'an couple several times, and they were very wary of wealthy families.
They were always cautious, afraid of offending someone.
"How did Mrs. Qing know Old Chen Tou was sick?" Du Juan was a little confused.
"Here, he told her," Meng Jingwei pointed at Qing Muye, then looked down at the unconscious Old Chen Tou.
He was elderly, his face weathered, and the hair at his temples and beard had turned silver.
Meng Jingwei's mind flashed with Old Chen Tou's kind demeanor and his strictness during her training, and she felt a pang of heartache.
"Dad, Mom, please sit down. I'm going to check my master's medical records."
She got up and walked out, intending to inquire more thoroughly about her master's condition.
Her parents were from the countryside and lacked education, so they couldn't explain her master's condition clearly.
As she walked out of the room and towards the nurse's station, Qing Muye called out to her, "I've already asked about your master's condition; it's intracranial hemorrhage. I've already told... I've told Grandma, and Grandma has arranged for a doctor to come tomorrow for a comprehensive examination of your master."
Meng Jingwei stopped in her tracks, "Thank you for your trouble, Grandma. I'll give Grandma a call." She had to thank her grandmother.
"No need. It's very late, and Grandma has just gone to bed."
Qing Muye stopped Meng Jingwei from calling Mrs. Qing.
If it weren't for the fleeting glint in his eyes, one might have believed his words.
Meng Jingwei was too worried about Old Chen Tou, her mind filled with his current state, so she didn't think much of it, "Alright then, I'll thank Grandma later."
With that, she turned back into the room.
In the evening, Qing Muye arranged for Meng Tianhua and his wife to stay at a hotel next to the hospital, while she stayed with Meng Jingwei in the ward, never leaving their side.
"I can stay here alone, you should go and rest too."
Meng Jingwei saw that Qing Muye had been sitting by her side, his phone constantly vibrating, indicating he was very busy.
She assumed his assistant was sending him work-related matters, which was why he was so occupied.
"Mm."
The man responded and got up, walked out of the room, and closed the door.
Meng Jingwei: "..."
He's really leaving?
Although she had told him to rest, when Qing Muye actually left, Meng Jingwei felt a sense of emptiness in her heart.
Sitting in the accompanying chair, she looked at the still unconscious Old Chen Tou and muttered, "At such an old age, why are you still so careless like a child? I wanted you to live with my parents, but you insisted on living alone. Fortunately, someone found you collapsed, otherwise, what would have happened?"