Chapter 57 Something happened Before the call was connected, Xia Yiqing...

Before the call was connected, Xia Yiqing looked outside the door, then moved back to Xiao An, motioning her to go out first.

It’s not that she didn’t want to talk to Qi Hanmu on the phone in front of others, but she always felt a little hot on her face when others heard what was going on between them.

Unfortunately, the call was not connected immediately, but instead kept ringing for a long time.

"The number you dialed is currently busy. Please try again later. The number you dialed..."

Xia Yiqing was still a little dazed until the call was automatically hung up. Her hand holding the phone slowly drooped, and her eyes moved back to the "Mr. Qi" on it. For some reason, she felt a little uneasy.

She said she wanted to start over, but she didn't change the name in the other person's address book.

After thinking it over, Xia Yiqing gritted her teeth, puffed up her cheeks, frowned, and then relaxed her brows. She poked the phone screen a few times with her fair fingertips, changing "Mr. Qi" to "Qi".

Looking left and right, it seems to be a little more pleasing to the eye.

But when Xia Yiqing saw the red call records on the top layer, her fingers couldn't help but curl up slowly.

Below, in addition to his conversation with Su Huanhuan, there were also more than a dozen missed calls from Qi Hanmu.

Perhaps trying to escape something, her eyes flashed by, but she accurately captured that number.

"18".

He called Xia Yiqing a total of eighteen times, all last night, over a relatively short period of time, from eight-thirty to nine o'clock.

The scene of the ambulance's red and blue lights flashing by yesterday inadvertently replayed before her eyes, and Xia Yiqing's fingertips felt a little cold. When the ambulance siren sounded and drove away, and Su Huanhuan came to pick her up, she glanced at her watch.

It shows, “21:08”.

Somewhere in the dark, it seemed as if something was vaguely connected, but my brain was blank, as if it was completely out of control.

At this moment, the documents on the table that had not been reviewed became a safe haven from some pain.

Xia Yiqing grabbed one at random, took a deep breath, and after her fingertips stopped trembling, she carefully scanned it and signed the second correct document of the day.

At the same time, Qi's Private Hospital.

"Third Master," Luo Miao felt like his face was about to break from laughing. He held up his phone, the corners of his mouth curled up halfway, and smiled awkwardly, but he didn't dare not smile, for fear that his pessimism would be transmitted to Qi Hanmu.

"Um... Madam's phone shows she's on a call. She might be busy with work. Today is a weekday."

For Luo Miao, every day is a working day. Never mind. It’s the Third Master’s job that pays him a high salary, so he just endures it.

“Cough cough cough…”

Luo Miao's report was not finished yet. The pale man lying on the bed closed his eyes, clenched his fists and pressed them to his lips. His long and thick eyelashes cast a shadow on his eye bags, covering the expression in his dark eyes.

A trace of blood slowly appeared at the corner of the man's originally pale mouth, but was wiped away by a pair of indifferent hands.

In an instant, a bright color appeared on the pale fingertips, and then fell on the tissue next to it and disappeared without a trace.

The person involved didn't react, but Luo Miao was startled and almost jumped off the ground, "Third Master!"

His sharp eyebrows were hidden by his overly long bangs. If a stranger came over, they might think that this man with a pale face and heavy breathing was some humble little puppy.

"Hmm..." The slender fingertips pressed against the temples, but could not cover up the jumping arc on it.

It wasn't the first time that Qi Hanmu had trouble breathing, but it was the first time that he felt a needle-like pain in his solar plexus.

Although her eyes were clearly closed, the warmth beneath her thin eyelids seemed to have no way of disappearing. Instead, it kept accumulating and was about to drip from the corners of her eyes.

After taking a few deep breaths, Qi Hanmu raised his hand, took off his hearing aid and placed it on the bedside. He lifted the quilt and crawled in. His thin body trembled slowly under the hospital quilt.

His health has been depleted since the last explosion.

But he has been worrying too much recently, always anxious about gains and losses, and his mood has been fluctuating greatly recently due to his heart disease. What's more, he is always torturing himself now.

Unfortunately, figuring it out is one thing, but being able to do it is another. Although the two are related, they are ultimately not the same thing.

She didn't want to see him. From last night until now, she had countless opportunities to call him, but she chose to call Luo Miao at the same time, resulting in both of them being on the phone.

With a bitter smile on his lips, Qi Hanmu pressed the two sides of the Taiyang Xue with his left thumb and ring finger, and could feel the meridians under the Taiyang Xue throbbing.

The Adam's apple moved up and down.

Qi Hanmu didn't eat anything, so nothing came up. There was just a bit of sourness lingering in his throat. If he felt it carefully, it seemed that there was also the spiciness of the wine he drank.

Pungent and disgusting.

The mouth was extremely dry, and the stomach and intestines seemed to have received the signal of the owner's uneasiness and began to feel uncomfortable.

Luo Miao had been paying attention to their third master's situation and was naturally the first to discover it.

As someone who had experienced great storms, he did not panic at first. Instead, he calmly asked, "What's wrong with you? I'll ring the bell for the doctor."

But the man curled up in the quilt didn't move, only the back of his head was exposed to him, a few strands of hair fell on the white pillow, looking obvious and fragile.

He looked like he didn't want to cooperate and wasn't willing to cooperate.

"Third Master, let's not be afraid to seek medical treatment. If we feel unwell, we must seek treatment. After we are cured, we can still contact Madam."

After Luo Miao gently persuaded him, the sheets that were originally shaking slightly stopped, and then Qi Hanmu slowly turned around.

Thinking that the Third Master had finally listened and decided to explain his symptoms, see a doctor, and take medicine, Luo Miao couldn't help but smile. Unfortunately, his joy didn't last more than a second before he saw those cold eyes.

It's like ice that has not melted for years, and just looking at it makes people tremble.

Luo Miao endured the friction between his teeth, letting them clatter, and forced a smile. He was too presumptuous, treating the Third Master like a child. Who would dare to do that, and who could really do that?

The air in the ward seemed to be compressed in an instant. Apart from the beeping of the electrocardiogram monitor, the room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Qi Hanmu may have also realized that his emotions were unstable. He closed his eyes, but reached to the side, trying to find a handle or switch to rock the bed down.

"Oh, Third Master, this is not possible!"

Luo Miao was startled by Qi Hanmu's sudden and surprising action, and rushed over, trying to block it with his body.

Unfortunately, the effect was not great. Although Qi Hanmu was sick, his eyes were frighteningly bright, and when the veins on his hands bulged, the strength of his burst was also very astonishing.

Under normal circumstances, cracking a five-centimeter-thick wooden board would be a piece of cake.

Qi Hanmu's amazing strength bent his fingers to the side, almost to the point of being deformed.

Luo Miao grimaced, feeling that except for going to the dentist, he had never been uglier in his life. But he really didn't dare to let go. After all, the doctor had already adjusted Qi Hanmu's bed to the most suitable angle when he was making rounds.

If it is higher, it will compress the waist, and if it is lower, it may make him unable to breathe and increase the burden on his heart and lungs.

What's more, Luo Miao didn't dare to fight with all his strength. After all, causing emotional fluctuations in a heart patient is a big taboo.

Just when Luo Miao was getting anxious and didn't know what to do, suddenly, a clear and bright telephone ring rang beside the bedside table, which immediately caught Luo Miao's attention.

Isn’t this the exclusive ringtone that the Third Master set for his wife?

It seems he is saved today.

She raised her head with bright eyes, but found that their Third Master didn't react at all. Her eyes accidentally passed over the hearing aid on the bedside table, and Luo Miao's mood also became a little gloomy. It turned out that the Third Master couldn't hear now.

Thinking quickly, Luo Miao signed quickly and emphatically, "Third Master, the Madam is calling!"

The force in his hand loosened, and the needle holes on the back of Qi Hanmu's white hand were obvious. The blue veins were jumping happily, but after a few beats, they were like the last ripples of the waves at receding tide, and were about to return to calm.

"Take it." Qi Hanmu's hand gestures were firm and clear.

Luo Miao just took the phone over, and Qi Hanmu's slender and bony fingers were already trembling as they reached for the green answer button.

There was clearly no sound when the button was pressed, but Qi Hanmu's heart skipped a beat and his breathing became heavier.

Xia Yiqing's gentle and pleasant voice came from the speaker, "Hello, is this Assistant Luo?"

Luo Miao's forehead was instantly covered in sweat. He glanced to the side quietly and saw that the Third Master's face was so ugly that it was beyond description. He looked as if he had just been dug out of the ground. His face was blue and white, and his eyes seemed to have lost their spirit, empty and numb.

Seeing that the Third Master was about to get worse, Luo Miao hurriedly replied, "Madam, this is the case. The Third Master is next to you. I'll let him talk to you."

After saying this quickly, Luo Miao felt that the phone was as hot as a shark. He propped up the small table on the bed with one hand, put the phone on it, raised his voice and spoke to Qi Hanmu with a wry smile on his face.

It's really bitter.

The Third Master and his wife are having a conflict, so don't involve him. His salary for this month hasn't been paid yet. If he doesn't transfer the call to the Third Master, he will probably have his salary deducted soon because he stepped into the ward with his right foot first.

Luo Miao was completely unaware of the huge impact his words had on Qi Hanmu and Xia Yiqing.

The cell phone was placed on the small table, like a time bomb. Qi Hanmu shrank back imperceptibly. The electrocardiogram monitor showed that his heart rate had soared to 110.

On the other side, Xia Yiqing was also caught off guard.

She originally wanted to ask Luo Miao what happened when Qi Hanmu called yesterday.

After all, it is Qi Hanmu's working hours now, and it is likely that Luo Miao is holding the phone.

The breathing of the two people easily hit the radio port of the mobile phone, and then transmitted through the speaker to the ears of the people who care about each other.

Although no one spoke, there were inexplicably more transparent bubbles in the air. No one took the initiative to pop them. Instead, both of them held their breath, not wanting them to snap and burst.

"I saw you called me a lot yesterday," Xia Yiqing summoned up the courage to speak without hearing any voice from the other end. She clenched her fingers, then slowly loosened them.

"I'm sorry. I was discussing cooperation yesterday and my phone ran out of battery and turned off, so I didn't answer. Your call seemed urgent. Did something happen?"

The girl's voice was gentle and clear, giving people a sense of soothing and unhurriedness.

Seeing his third master quickly put on his hearing aid, his eyes serious and his brows slowly relaxed, Luo Miao was overjoyed.