A few hours later.

The doctor came out, looking somewhat tired.

Shen Zhi Qiu immediately stood up and went to greet him, her face full of anxiety. She asked nervously, "Doctor, how is the patient?"

"Please rest assured, the surgery was successful. We took a CT scan and found that the patient's intracranial hemorrhage has subsided, but due to the severe blow to the head, he suffered a mild concussion and needs to be hospitalized for close observation."

Moreover, the stick used to attack him must have been specially treated; its surface was definitely uneven, resulting in lacerations of varying degrees on the back of his head and neck. Although he bled a lot, the wounds have now been cleaned and bandaged…”

After hearing the doctor's words, Shen Zhi Qiu's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally relaxed a little.

"...Patients with cerebral hemorrhage must rest in bed and absolutely avoid exertion. Due to the effects of medication, the patient is currently in a coma, and family members can stay in the hospital to care for him. However, it is crucial to avoid stimulating the patient's emotions and to prevent any significant emotional fluctuations, as this could affect his recovery."

As she spoke, the doctor glanced at the pale-faced Shen Zhi Qiu and gently comforted her, "But don't worry, your husband is out of danger. He'll wake up tomorrow once the medication wears off."

Your belly is so big now, especially in late pregnancy, you really need to take good care of yourself. You absolutely can't afford to collapse before he even wakes up. Please, please take good care of yourself!

Shen Zhi Qiu pursed her lips, not denying the doctor's words.

Upon hearing the doctor's instructions, Gu Qingyan's face instantly darkened. He glared at the doctor with a tense expression and great dissatisfaction.

"If you feel uncomfortable, you can leave first. Anyway, we don't need you here." Rong Mo glanced at Gu Qingyan, worried that after listening to the doctor, he would stand there saying things that Shen Zhi Qiu didn't like to hear, which would affect Shen Zhi Qiu's mood. So he simply told him to leave.

"Brother, I'm not leaving. I'll stay here with Zhi Qiu, otherwise I won't feel at ease." Gu Qingyan tugged at his tie, trying his best to calm himself down.

"Hey, stop calling me brother." Rong Mo's expression was cold and stern. He frowned unhappily, his lips pressed into a straight line, his face full of rejection. "You and Zhi Qiu have already gotten your divorce certificate and all the formalities are done, so there's no need for you to call me brother anymore. There's a difference in how you treat people. From now on, just call me Mr. Rong."

Gu Qingyan was humiliated, a flash of displeasure crossing his eyes. He wanted to leave immediately. But when he looked at Shen Zhi Qiu, he was still worried, so he composed himself and stayed put.

At the entrance to the ward.

"Zhiqiu," Rong Mo called softly to Shen Zhiqiu, straightening her slightly disheveled collar, and said with a worried expression, "After you go in and see him, I'll take you home. We'll come back tomorrow morning. Don't make me worry, okay?"

Shen Zhi Qiu hesitated for a moment, but still agreed, "Okay, brother."

After saying that, Shen Zhi Qiu pushed open the door and went inside.

Gu Qingyan held the door open and tried to follow Rong Mo in, but Rong Mo stopped him with a cold gesture and said, "What are you going to do by following me in?"

“I…” Gu Qingyan stopped, lowered his head somewhat forlornly, and gave a bitter smile, “That’s right, Zhi Qiu probably doesn’t need me anymore.”

"Gu Qingyan, the more I see you, the less I understand you." Rong Mo curled his lips in a mocking smile, looking at him with a hint of amusement. "What are you trying to achieve by putting on this act? Do you want Zhi Qiu to see your regret and then accept you back? Or are you just feeling resentful because Zhi Qiu has completely abandoned you, so you want to play the role of a devoted lover? Sorry, Zhi Qiu doesn't need your act."

"I just hope that Zhi Qiu can be safe and sound and not encounter any more life-threatening situations." Gu Qingyan looked up at the ward door, then sighed helplessly, and then pressed his temples wearily.

"Gu Qingyan, don't you think it's a bit too late for you to say all this now?" Rong Mo glanced at him contemptuously. "Before, Zhi Qiu was your rightful wife. You should have taken good care of her and cherished her, but you didn't. All your care and tenderness were given to that Miss Xiao. Since you treated her so affectionately, why are you still here now?"

Zhi Qiu no longer belongs to you, and she doesn't want to see you again.

Before, when you were still married, I didn't want to say anything too harsh, but now that you're completely unrelated, I'll be frank with you: the Rong family will absolutely never allow you to hurt Zhi Qiu again.

Besides, Zhi Qiu doesn't need your protection now; the Rong family can protect her perfectly well.

"I never intended to hurt Zhi Qiu!" Gu Qingyan was enraged by Rong Mo's words. He raised his head and stared at Rong Mo with great displeasure, his face full of resentment.

"Forget it, Zhi Qiu is magnanimous, and your parents have really been good to her, so Zhi Qiu doesn't want to hold it against you. You should leave; I believe Miss Xiao needs you more than she does here."

"During this time, I've also learned that Miss Xiao's parents have called you several times. Although you may have wanted to distance yourself and not answer, since you're so keen on repaying favors, you really shouldn't be doing this," Rong Mo continued sarcastically.

Gu Qingyan's eyes darkened slightly. He didn't respond to his words, but said in a low voice, "Alright, they really don't need me here. I'll leave after I take Zhi Qiu home."

"No need, my sister. I will personally take her home. There's no need for you to help me here, Mr. Gu. I imagine you'll need to go back to Nancheng to handle some matters, so I won't keep you any longer."

Rong Mo stared at Gu Qingyan, the smile on his lips still playful, but he made his refusal more direct, now he was just short of having someone kick him out.

Gu Qingyan looked up, a complicated expression on her face, but in order to be able to come again tomorrow, she finally suppressed her dissatisfaction and nodded, "Okay."

After saying that, he reached out to push the door open.

Rong Mo frowned, his expression turning impatient, and he hissed, "Weren't you leaving?"

"Before I leave, I'll say goodbye to Zhi Qiu." Gu Qingyan looked at Rong Mo, who was stopping him again, and showed a displeased expression.

“You can just leave; Zhi Qiu would be more than happy to oblige,” Rong Mo said bluntly.

Feeling humiliated by such remarks, Gu Qingyan snorted and turned to leave in anger.

Rong Mo watched his retreating figure and couldn't help but curl the corners of her lips into a smile. So this was enough to break his defenses. Next time he dared to come, she'd use this trick on him.