Chapter 49 He should take responsibility for her.

Song Xu slammed on the gas pedal and sped off on the road; they were less than five minutes away from the hospital.

His chest heaved violently, and Lin Xi's small hands, like fiery tongs, scratched and clawed at his chest.

At first he could bear it, until the small fire tongs gripped the key point, Song Xu's hand trembled, and the sports car followed the "S" route.

For his own safety, Song Xu slowly slowed down and stopped the car on the side of the road.

"Lin Xi!" Song Xu roared, grabbing her wrist. "Wake up!"

Lin Xi was completely out of her mind at this moment. She couldn't hear or understand what Song Xu was saying. She was very hot.

Unbuckle the seatbelt that was constricting her upper body, Lin Xi climbed over the barrier, and went to find the large ice block next to her. She saw that the ice block had a human face on it, with its lips opening and closing as if to say, "Come on, baby, I can help you cool down."

Song Xu watched in shock as Lin Xi slowly crawled over, straddled his lap, and impatiently tore open his shirt, several buttons popping off.

Lin Xi rubbed her face against Song Xu's chest, muttering, "So cool and comfortable."

"Lin Xi, do you know what you're doing!" Song Xu's Adam's apple bobbed incessantly. He tried to push Lin Xi away, but Lin Xi clung to him like a little monkey.

While Song Xu was struggling with his inner conflict, Lin Xi suddenly released him and sat up straight, feeling a mix of disappointment and regret.

But Lin Xi's next move sent his adrenaline soaring.

Lin Xi still felt too hot, so she got up and took off her T-shirt, leaving only a white cotton bra underneath.

The fair skin almost blinded Song Xu. He muttered under his breath, "Who could stand this?"

Lin Xi leaned back against Song Xu, "Ah, much better."

Song Xu was at the prime of his life, with half of his blood rushing upwards and the other half flowing downwards, his blood-filled brain directing his hands.

Without the obstruction of clothing, Song Xu's slender fingers traced across Lin Xi's smooth back, and he accidentally unhooked her bra.

He lowered his head and gently kissed Lin Xi's neck, whispering in her ear, "Is this better?"

"Hmm," Lin Xi tilted her head back and nuzzled Song Xu's face, "I still feel uncomfortable."

Song Xu opened his mouth and captured Lin Xi's delicate lips, his hands not idle either.

...

After working for more than ten minutes, reason finally prevailed over impulse. Song Xu let go of Lin Xi, helped her fasten her bra buttons, and then forcibly dressed her.

The car was unusable; Lin Xi couldn't sit properly on her own and was clinging to him like a koala.

Having no other choice, Song Xu carried Lin Xi out of the car, hailed a taxi, and headed straight for Huikang Hospital.

After Lin Xi was wheeled into the treatment room, Song Xu sent Zhang Qing a message, asking him to bring over some clothes.

Song Xu looked down at his shirt; it was completely ruined. He should have kept it as evidence that he was the one who was forced.

He took several more photos of his chest with his phone; they were all covered in red welts, from where Lin Xi had grabbed him.

Song Xu admired the close-up of his chest and thought Lin Xi had great artistic talent; the red marks intertwined together looked like an art painting.

Thinking of Lin Xi, he opened his palms, which fit perfectly. He had to admit that Lin Xi's figure was absolutely stunning.

Lin Xi was almost ruined by that trash Li Sheng. Song Xu clenched his fists, a ruthless glint flashing in his eyes.

He took out his phone and made a call, "Brother Yunzhou, help me deal with someone."

...

Zhang Qing rushed to the hospital carrying a bag, and when he saw Song Xu, he was stunned.

"Mr. Song, did you get into a fight?" Zhang Qing asked nervously, scanning Song Xu with his eyes.

It seems only the upper body was injured; the clothes were torn, and the lips are a bit swollen.

Song Xu glanced at him and said, "Don't ask questions you shouldn't ask."

He took out his clothes and changed, carefully folded the damaged garment, put it back in the bag, and handed the bag to Zhang Qing, saying, "Please keep these clothes safe for me; they're very important."

“Yes, Mr. Song,” Zhang Qing said, seeing that Song Xu showed no sign of leaving. “Mr. Song, haven’t you seen a doctor yet?”

"Why would I see a doctor?" Song Xu raised his hand, glanced at his watch, and saw that Lin Xi had been inside for half an hour and still hadn't come out.

Following Song Xu's gaze, Zhang Qing stared at the door of the treatment room with him. "Mr. Song, is your friend receiving treatment inside?"

Song Xu didn't want others to know about Lin Xi, so he tossed his car keys to Zhang Qing and said, "Go and drive my car over here."

Zhang Qing caught the car keys. "Where did you park the car?"

"Go east along the road outside, it's about two kilometers away," Song Xu said, giving the approximate location.

Zhang Qing: ?

Why did you park the car so far away?

He didn't dare ask any more questions and turned to find his car.

After Zhang Qing left, Song Xu went to find the door to the treatment room. A nurse opened the door from the inside and asked, "Is there anything I can help you with?"

"How are the people inside?" Song Xu asked.

"I just finished lavaging the patient's stomach and am waiting for the blood test results. Please wait a little longer." The nurse said and then closed the door again.

Song Xu could only sit on a chair in the corridor and wait patiently.

He closed his eyes for a short rest, but his mind was filled with images of Lin Xi in the car.

Unlike her usual aloof demeanor, Lin Xi in the car was practically a bewitching enchantress, almost stealing his soul.

Whatever the reason, he had touched her and kissed her, so he had to take responsibility for Lin Xi.

As for whether his family agrees or not... Song Xu frowned slightly. He could make his own decisions.

Lin Xi was unconscious when she was wheeled out; she had been given an injection.

She needed to stay in the hospital for observation for one day, and Song Xu completed the admission procedures for her.

Song Xu sat by the hospital bed, looking at the sleeping Lin Xi, and couldn't help but raise his hand to touch her face.

With his thumb tracing his swollen lips from the kiss, Song Xu, his mind wandering, leaned down and stole a kiss.

Zhang Qing returned. He knocked on the ward door, but didn't hear Song Xu's voice, so he knocked three more times.

Song Xu opened the door from the inside and stood in the doorway without moving. He held out his hand and said, "Give me the car keys, and you can go back now."

Zhang Qing returned the car keys to Song Xu. "Mr. Song, I parked the car in the underground parking lot. I'll send you the exact location in a bit."

Song Xu hummed in agreement and closed the door.

Zhang Qing peeked through the crack in the door and saw the person on the hospital bed—it was Lin Xi!

Was she sick or injured? Zhang Qing clicked her tongue twice, wondering if she was pregnant and had come for surgery.

What a terrible thing!

Lin Xi slowly woke up after sleeping for four hours.

She slowly opened her eyes, her eyeballs rolled around, and she realized she was in a hospital.

Rubbing her throbbing head, she recalled the events of the day: she had been drugged by Li Sheng, encountered President Song while escaping, then asked him to take her to the hospital, and then…

That was it; she couldn't remember anything after that.

Since she's in the hospital, it must have been President Song who brought her here.

"You're awake?"

Lin Xi heard Song Xu's voice and turned her head to see Song Xu sitting by the hospital bed.

"Mr. Song, thank you so much for bringing me to the hospital."

Song Xu touched her face. "Don't call me President Song anymore. I don't like that title."