, glanced disdainfully at the mess on the ground and himself, then endured the sour smell in the air and called Qiao Mu.Jo Mu pushed open the door and saw this scene, taken aback. "President Lu, what'...Joe lowered his head, “Yes, the other party clearly came prepared. Otherwise, they wouldn't have used a bodyguard's ID to check in, so to find out more, we'll just have to wait for Madam to wake up...”
His voice grew quieter and quieter, until finally, he couldn't speak anymore.
At that moment, the lights on the emergency room door went out.
Lu Hanchuan immediately stood up, his eyes fixed on the door of the emergency room.
The door opened, and Shao Sini came out wearing a mask.
"How is she"
Shao Siniu took off his mask and replied in a low voice, "The situation is not good. She has multiple bruises on her body, especially her ribs, one of which is broken. She needs to be hospitalized for treatment."
Upon hearing this, Lu Hanchuan clenched his fist and punched the wall.
Shao Sinians coldly looked at him, "Lu Hanchuan, what on earth is going on Why is she so injured Yesterday she was fine."
Lu Hánchuan pursed his thin lips and did not answer.
Seeing this, Shao Sian's heart surged with intense anger. He grabbed Lu Hanchuan's collar and roared, "Lu Hanchuan, do you even have the ability to protect her If you don't, just let her go!"
Upon hearing this, Lu Hanchuan turned his gaze to Shao Sian, his eyes so cold it sent shivers down one's spine. "I have no ability to protect her," he said, "Do you"
"At the very least, I won't let her fall into danger repeatedly."
He pushed Lu Hanchuan away and turned back into the emergency room.
When he came out again, he pushed a bed on top of her. Fu Xiaoyao lay on it.
She had just undergone surgery, her body covered in bandages. It was heartbreaking to see.
Lu Hanchuan reached out his hand, wanting to touch her face.
However, before he could even reach her, Shao Sinian slapped his hand away. "She needs to rest now. I'm going to take her to the ward."
After finishing his words, Shao Sian pushed Fu Xiaoyao towards the inpatient department.
Although Lu Hanchuan really wanted to replace him and push Fu Xiaoyao, he knew he wasn't a doctor.
So Lu Hanchuan could only bear the displeasure towards Shao Si Nian, with a gloomy face he followed behind to the inpatient department.
In the ward, after Shao Sinian adjusted the IV drip, he was unceremoniously driven out by Lu Hanchuan.
Lu Hanzhan sat beside the bed, gently tucking in Fu Xiaoyao's blanket. "These two days, keep a close eye on Qi Dongming."
He said this to the tree behind him.
喬木想了一會兒，“陸總，您懷疑夫人這件事，是戚東銘做的嗎？”
"There's a possibility that Qi Dongming, out of the blue yesterday, had an opportunity to appeal. Since Fu Xiaoyao refused to see him, he might have someone do this." Lu Hanchuan said coldly.
Qiao Mu pushed his glasses up. “I understand, but…”
"Speak." Lu Hanchuan glared at him.
"We should also keep an eye on Miss Qi Ya," Joe said quickly.
"No..." Lu Hanchuan was about to say it wasn't necessary, but then he thought of something, pursed his thin lips, and changed his words. "Take a look anyway. By the way, check if she met Qi Dongming yesterday or today."
"Okay." Joe nodded.
At this time, the door to the ward was knocked.
The past opened its door as Qiao Mu realized.
Auntie Song came in from outside with red eyes, clearly having cried. “Sir, is Madam alright”
Lu Hanchuan looked at Fu Xiaoyao, but did not answer.
How could she be fine, with a black eye and bruised face, not a single part of her body intact
Seeing that Lu Hanchuan didn't answer, Song Yi decisively looked at the bed herself. At the sight of Fu Xiaoyao covered in bandages, she felt a pang of sympathy, "Sir, who on earth is so bold to do this"
“I’m looking into it.” Lu Hanchuan pressed his brow bone and answered her.
"Auntie Song couldn't hold back her tears anymore, "My dear wife, sir, you must find that man and make him pay double for all the pain he caused my wife."
Lu Hanchuan's eyes narrowed dangerously, "I know without you saying."
The moment he saw Fu Xiaoyao's state in the hotel, he already felt murderous intent towards those who had bullied her.
So needless to say, he would definitely not let those people off the hook.
"That's good, that's good." Aunt Song nodded repeatedly.
Lu Hanchuan stood up, "Here, this is for you."
"Where are you going, sir" Aunt Song stopped crying and asked.
Lu Hanchuan looked at Fu Xiaoyao, "Go investigate this matter."
"Alright, sir, please rest assured. I will take good care of your wife." Aunt Song wiped her tears and said.
Lu Hanchuan hummed in response and called Qiao Mu away.
Aunt Song closed the door to the ward, went to the bathroom and fetched a basin of hot water to wipe Fu Xiaoyao's face.
Two days later.
Fu Xiaoyao woke up, and Aunt Song was overjoyed.
"Madam," she hurriedly put down the water pitcher in her hand and ran to the bedside.
Fu Xiaoyao opened her eyes, feeling weak all over. “Where am I”
Her voice was hoarse and grating, like the sound of sawing wood.
"This is a hospital." Aunty Song poured a cup of water and put in a straw, handing it over.
Fu Xiaoyao sipped some water through the straw. With the water's moisture, her parched throat felt a little better, and her voice was no longer so hoarse.
"Am I dead" she moved.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she moved, a sharp pain shot through her whole body, so intense that she cried out in agony.
"Tsk tsk tsk." Aunt Song put down her water glass, looking at Fu Xiaoyao with some disapproval. "Madam, what are you saying How could you possibly die out of the blue"
"I truly thought I was going to die back then," Fu Xiaoyao said weakly, smiling.
"No, how are you" Aunt Song touched her forehead.
Fu Xiaoyao closed her eyes, "That's right, Auntie Song, how long have I been unconscious"
Aunt Song glanced at the time, "Just two days."
"Two days" Fu Xiaoyao exclaimed in astonishment, "I didn't expect I had been unconscious for so long"
"Indeed, you had us both worried sick." Auntie Song sighed.
Hearing her mention Lü Hánchuan, Fu Xiayao only then remembered that she had never met him. She hurriedly opened her eyes and asked, "By the way, where's Hánchuan"
Seeing that she was asking so anxiously, Auntie Song thought she was worried about Lu Hanchuan. She smiled kindly, "Mr. Lu is still out looking for the person who bullied his wife. He left an hour ago."
"Hurry, Auntie Song, call him quickly and tell him I'm awake and that there's something important I need to tell him." Fu Xiaoyao ordered.
"What's the matter"
"Don't ask Aunt Song any more, just contact her quickly." Fu Xiaoyao urged.
Song Yi let out a few "ohs," and hurriedly took out her phone to contact Lu Hanchuan.
Hearing that Fu Xiaoyao had woken up, Lu Hchuan's heart, which had been tense for the past two days, finally relaxed. Even his gloomy complexion had improved a lot.
But when he heard Aunt Song say that Fu Xiaoyao had something important to tell him, his face became serious again. "I'll be there right away,"
After hanging up the phone, he grabbed his car keys from his desk and rushed to the hospital.
Half an hour later, Lu Hannan saw Fu Xiaoyao who had woken up.
Her gauze was still on, and the swelling on her face hadn't disappeared, she still looked so disheveled.
Seeing her like this, Lu Hanchuan's killing intent towards those people deepened even further.
"Awake" Lu Hanchuan softened his voice.
Fu Xiaoyao couldn't nod, so she softly hummed, "You're here."
"You want to tell me about the people who kidnapped you" Lu Hanchuan sat down at the bedside.
She woke up and said she had something to tell him.
Besides this, he couldn't think of anything else she would say.
As expected, Fu Xiaoyao blinked her eyes, "Yes."
"Who is it" Lu Hanchuan looked at her and asked.
Fu Xiaoyao took a breath, “I don’t know who it was, he didn’t tell me his identity, and I didn’t see his face. But I know he was an old man, and he was wearing a mask.”
"A masked old man" Lu Hanchuan frowned deeply.rying, his temples bulging with veins. She was making such a fuss, so he waved his hand and said, "Qiao Mu, you take her back. Let Auntie Song discipline her and make her write 'I'm sorry' two hundred...