Chapter 135: Rescue doesn’t know whether to go up the stairs…

I don’t know if it’s because I was too tired from climbing the stairs, or if it’s a psychological effect, but Qi Hanmu’s heart was beating violently, like a drumstick hitting his eardrum, which was very uncomfortable.

The higher he went, the more obvious the uneasiness in his heart became, as if something was about to happen.

But it was a calm sea—

No, it's too quiet. The bodyguards guarding here are all gone.

Luo Miao noticed Qi Hanmu's expression was off, and immediately realized what was happening. He shouted, "Manager Hu, where are the people we originally assigned here?"

Manager Hu raised his head and wiped his sweat. He didn't know if it was because he was old or it was a psychological effect, but today his forehead was covered with both cold and hot sweat.

"I really don't know. I didn't dare come to the fifth floor to disturb the old lady. I don't know what happened to this bodyguard. He suddenly disappeared."

Qi Hanmu's physical condition was not very good after all.

He had only climbed a short flight of stairs when a feeling of suffocation filled his chest. Every breath was like the operation of an old bellows, and his nose was blocked as if it were filled with two peanuts.

“Ahem…”

No one had walked in the corridor for a long time, and a layer of dust had accumulated on the ground. The wall paint next to it had fallen off, leaving some white debris at the corners of the stairs.

Qi Hanmu didn't say anything, but Luo Miao was still filled with indignation. "Why don't you clean this place? Seriously, the elevator is broken."

"Okay, stop talking."

It was Qi Hanmu who coughed twice to stop Luo Miao from cursing any further.

Luo Miao snorted, didn't respond, and closed his mouth.

People who lack the five senses will be more sensitive to the remaining feeling. Qi Hanmu frowned slightly, and sniffed lightly with the tip of his nose, smelling a faint smell of rust.

It's blood.

Having been exposed to this smell since childhood, it was hard for Qi Hanmu to understand it.

His eyes fixed, and a vague bad premonition emerged in his heart, as if a poisonous snake was lurking in the dark, spitting out its tongue, intending to take advantage of his unpreparedness and give him a heavy blow.

"Go quickly," Qi Hanmu's voice was still normal, but after another rescue, his voice was slightly unstable.

"Go up and see what's going on."

Luo Miao immediately gave a look to the bodyguards behind Qi Hanmu. He frowned and shouted, "Why don't you go quickly?"

He looked just like a eunuch delivering an imperial decree.

The bodyguards lowered their heads and walked forward quickly. Qi Hanmu's heart was beating like a drum, making half of his chest feel stuffy and his breathing unstable.

"Hurry," he didn't know why he was so anxious, and subconsciously reached out to grab Luo Miao.

"Help me up."

Just as he reached the stairs, the sound of fighting, which was slightly distorted after being transmitted through the cochlear implant, aroused Qi Hanmu's uneasiness.

"Third Master," the emotionless voice of the bodyguard captain T came from the room.

"There was an assassination attempt, but the situation has been brought under control."

He felt a little dizzy and his emotions became indifferent after he lost his memory. However, since it was Xia Yiqing's fault that Old Madam Qi couldn't walk with her left leg, he was more obedient to the Old Madam.

But now, I can smell the pungent smell of blood at the door.

Looking around, the room was dripping with red liquid, like leaking water, covering most of the place.

"Bah," the culprit, Mr. Qi, said in a mocking voice.

"For a little money, I'd rather let this woman lose her life. Is it worth it?"

Qi Hanmu's eyes swept around the room, passing by the old lady in the wheelchair. Apart from her pale complexion, she seemed to be fine.

Then, he slowly focused on the woman in the corner.

Xia Yiqing had lost too much blood and her face was already pale. She pressed her abdomen tightly with both hands, and her messy hair covered her cheeks and forehead.

Qi Hanmu thought he had seen it wrong.

Otherwise, how could someone be so injured and still be able to laugh?

"Call a doctor," Mrs. Qi remained calm and gave the order in a few words.

"Send President Xia to Muying Medical Center by helicopter."

It is difficult to describe Qi Hanmu's feelings at this moment. He stood there, his palms cold and his breathing trembling.

The heartbeat became more and more noisy, which was really annoying.

He suddenly wanted to ask the girl who was lying on the ground and surrounded by other people.

Is it stupid to sacrifice your own life to protect others?

However, Qi Hanmu also had the answer to this question in his heart.

Xia Yiqing did this just to atone for the sin of causing the old lady to have a stroke at the charity dinner.

"Third Master," the room was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop. Xia Yiqing's voice became unclear due to blood loss.

"I... don't owe anything anymore."

The girl's smile didn't seem forced at all; instead, it was filled with relief.

She has pretty features and her smile gives people a feeling of spring breeze.

But now, Qi Hanmu felt that Xia Yiqing was like the rain falling on the ground in the hot summer.

Large pieces of sugar fell to the ground and were evaporated by the summer heat, losing all the coolness they were supposed to bring to people.

Only the ground was left wet.

The rescue helicopter arrived quickly.

Logically speaking, Xia Yiqing is not qualified to use this.

But no one present raised any objection.

Even Qi Hanying, who usually had the most objections to Xia Yiqing, remained silent.

As soon as he came up, he felt that what he was going to report, Gongsun Yang's mischief, was not that serious.

Red, blood all over the ground.

It is no less than the golden ground covered by withered chrysanthemums.

The most horrifying thing is that Xia Yiqing was the one lying in a pool of blood.

Her eyes were closed, her eyelashes didn't flutter, and her limbs were relaxed.

It seemed that apart from her pale complexion, Xia Yiqing might have just fallen asleep.

How could this happen? Qi Hanying's head was buzzing after learning the whole story.

Xia Yiqing is so kind.

Then, what about the things he did before, such as signing the autograph and speaking ill of Xia Yiqing?

It was the kind that Qi Hanying would slap herself in the face if she woke up in the middle of the night.

He really deserved to die.

The rescue helicopter only allowed two family members to follow, and Qi Hanying's legs were blocked from getting on the plane.

"You take care of Gongsun Yang." Qi Hanmu's voice was cold.

Old Madam Qi didn't say anything.

Qi Hanying exclaimed, "Oh!", knowing that the marriage between Miss Gongsun and his brother was completely off.

Qi Hanmu sat in the rescue helicopter, his whole body was hot, his fingertips were trembling unconsciously, his vision seemed to become blurry, he only saw medical staff surrounding Xia Yiqing, and Xia Yiqing was pale, lying on the rescue bed.

"You are not feeling well," Mrs. Qi pulled Qi Hanmu aside and sat him at the farthest place from the rescue area, so as not to disturb the medical staff.

"Han Ying should be the one to come."

Qi Hanmu didn't say anything. His left hand, which was covered with scars, was still wrapped in bandages. The Night Watch was in the inner pocket of his suit. He took it out and held it tightly in his hand.

Even though the veins on the back of Leng Bai's hand were exposed, Qi Hanmu did not let go.

He only felt his heart beating very fast and his blood flowing rapidly, like a stream flowing in his body.

His temples were throbbing, as if something was about to come out, possibly Qi Hanmu's long-lost memory.

"Grandma," Qi Hanmu spoke again, his voice becoming hoarse and difficult, and his tone was very low, as if he was afraid of disturbing the unconscious girl.

"Before, she and I were very close, right?"

At this point, Madam Qi could only sigh, "It's a matter between you two. I, an old woman, really don't understand. Before you lost your memory, you regarded her as precious as the apple of your eye.

"At the time, I just said I wouldn't get involved. As you get older, you can turn a blind eye to many things. Now I understand that she is a really good child."

My heart ached slightly, as if someone was taking a rough guitar string and grinding it back and forth over and over again, making a harsh sound.

Qi Hanmu opened his mouth, but found that no sound came out. He just stared blankly at the increasingly confusing data on the ECG monitor, not even noticing that his palms were sweating.

After being transferred to Muying Medical, Xia Yiqing quickly entered the operating room through the VIP channel.

Qi Hanmu and Old Madam Qi were left outside. Although there was a special lounge, neither of them wanted to go there. They just waited at the door like ordinary family members, pacing anxiously.

Just then, a bodyguard came in to report.

"Madam, Third Master, there's a man and woman who say they're rescuing that man's family inside. Should we let them in?"

Luo Miao nodded to the two of them, "Old Madam, Third Master, I'll go take a look."

He didn't take the rescue helicopter, so he took a taxi all the way here. He almost vomited in the car due to the extremely high speed. Now his pale face looks a little better, and he forces himself to start working again. It is no exaggeration to say that he is a workaholic.

After a while, Luo Miao came in with his head down. "It is indeed Mr. Xia's parents outside. Old Madam, Third Master, do you want to let them in?"

“No need.”

It was Qi Hanmu's somewhat low voice.

He opened his left palm, pressed his thumb and middle finger on the left and right sides of his temples, and kneaded them hard, almost forming a knot between his eyebrows. He sat on the cold chair with his lips stretched into a straight line.

Seeing the three bright red words "Operation", some of Qi Hanmu's memories were slowly recovering.

Just like small animals after hibernation, they slowly begin to perceive the world from their own bodies.

It’s just that his right eyelid kept twitching. He didn’t know whether it was a blessing or a curse. Qi Hanmu was now willing to believe that it was just that he didn’t get enough rest last night.

The hospital walls are cold. They have heard countless people’s prayers and seen many people’s hair turn white overnight.

Qi Hanmu exhaled slowly, and slowly raised his right hand, holding the Night Watch in his palm against his heart, as if only in this way could he get a little information about Xia Yiqing through the watch.

The star watch on Xia Yiqing's wrist had been cut off and stored in the locker like other items.

Qi Hanmu had thought about taking the watch and stroking it in his hand, but for some reason, he didn't have the courage.

It was as if seeing that watch would remind him of the girl who was struggling and dying in the operating room.

She should have been shining like the stars in the sky, but now, Qi Hanfeng secretly hoped that Xia Yi would understand not to just leave like this, really stay away from him, fly to the sky, and become a star that he could only look at from afar but not hold hands with.

Just thinking about it made his heart ache. Qi Hanmu pursed his lips tightly so that no one else could see anything unusual.

"Third Master," under Madam Qi's repeated eye signals, Luo Miao had no choice but to tremble and take on the role of persuasion.

"It's getting late now. You're not feeling well. You should rest now. Otherwise, even if Ms. Xia comes back, she'll feel bad seeing you like this."

At that moment, the air was silent.

Qi Hanmu slowly raised his head and said, "She can be saved, right?"