After parking the car, Qing Muye rushed into the emergency room, holding Meng Jingwei.
The person was arranged for various examinations. Tang Si stood beside Qing Muye and patted his shoulder, "Don't worry, Little Chili is lucky and strong, she'll be fine."
Qing Muye didn't speak, standing aside and waiting silently.
Tang Si sat on the bench and waited for a while. Suddenly, he thought of Shi Ran and took out his phone to contact someone from Yipinjú.
After dialing, Tang Si immediately asked, "Old Du, where is Shi Ran? Why hasn't she answered when I called?"
"Ah... she..."
The other party stammered, their tone clearly not right.
Tang Si suddenly stood up from the bench, "What happened? Did something happen to Shi Ran?"
His heart pounded, his eyelids twitched incessantly, and a strong sense of unease lingered.
"Shi Ran, she... she's injured."
"Injured? Is it serious? Where is she now? How did she get injured?" Tang Si's heart hung high in his chest, so nervous that his breathing missed a beat.
"It's quite... quite serious. She's at... Dongjie Hospital."
Since Yipinjú was the closest to Dongjie Hospital, Shi Ran was immediately sent to Dongjie Hospital after the incident.
"Dongjie Hospital?"
Tang Si was pondering where Dongjie Hospital was when he suddenly realized he was already at a hospital. "I'm at the hospital. Which floor are you on?"
"Building number three, room 407."
"Okay, I'll be right there."
After hanging up the phone, Tang Si looked up at Qing Muye. Before he could speak, Qing Muye said, "Go quickly. After Ah Wei is out, I'll come find you."
"Okay."
Tang Si nodded, turned and went downstairs. After a few steps, anxious, he started running.
He jogged all the way, found Building number three, and went to room 407 on the fourth floor.
In the single patient room, Tang Si saw Du Lin from Yipinjú and several others.
They were all people Qing Muye had arranged at Yipinjú, but each of them was highly skilled. Unfortunately, none of them were a match for Old Chen Tou.
"Young Master Tang, you're here."
Du Lin greeted Tang Si and then glanced at Shi Ran, who was lying in bed with an IV drip, and said nothing more.
On the hospital bed, Shi Ran was in a coma. Her face was bandaged with white gauze, wrapped diagonally from her left cheek to her right temple, also covering her right eye.
Tang Si's heart skipped a beat. He noticed her face was pale and bloodless, her lips frighteningly white, and he asked, "What's wrong with her? What happened to her face?"
Du Lin looked at the person beside him and gave a look, signaling them to explain.
As a result, those people turned their heads to the side, or walked out of the room, none of them willing to speak.
"I'm asking you, damn it!"
Tang Si grabbed Du Lin's collar and questioned him in a deep voice.
Pushed against the wall, Du Lin's head hit the wall heavily. He was terrified and stammered his explanation, "It was Old Chen Tou. Old Chen Tou was trying to escape, and Shi Ran stopped him. Then, the dagger in his hand just slashed across Shi Ran's face. It was a ten... ten-centimeter cut, and the injury was very serious. The doctor said... said... said she was disfigured..."
At Yipinjú, they rushed into the room and found Shi Ran injured. They didn't see what Old Chen Tou used to injure Shi Ran. The mention of a dagger was just a guess.
Tang Si's brows furrowed sharply. He released Du Lin's collar and stumbled back, "Disfigured?" He turned to look at the girl lying on the bed, her innocent and lovely image echoing in his mind. She was such a beautiful girl, how could she be disfigured?
"Where's the doctor? Go call the doctor!" he ordered.