He couldn't even understand why, when so many people saw the young lady enter the house, she was in the guest room in the blink of an eye.

He couldn't even figure out how the young lady knew that he would bring those people to the guest room!

However, the adjutant wisely chose to keep quiet and didn't ask any more questions, as if nothing had happened.

Lin Chunhuan was very satisfied with the adjutant's insight and chuckled, but there was no joy in his smile. "No need. I think... she probably doesn't want to see me."

Before the adjutant could figure out what she meant, the phone at home rang again. When he picked it up, he heard Chu Shaoting's tearful voice on the other end.

"Madam, it's the Young Marshal. The Young Marshal... wants you to answer the phone."

Lin Chunhuan showed no surprise at this, and said readily, "Young Marshal, do you have any other instructions?"

"Huihui."

The voice on the other end of the phone was filled with fatigue and despair, mixed with the crackling sound of electricity, making it difficult to hear clearly. Chu Shaoting was silent for a long time without receiving a response. When he spoke again, his voice was already tearful, "I know Chu Xi has let you down in the past."

"But this time, she has already been punished. Please, let her go, okay?"

"As long as you are willing to show mercy, I can kick Chu Xi out and take back the money she has. Quan, from now on, the Chu family will only have you as the mistress."

"Or if you have any requests, feel free to ask!"

"As long as...as long as you can save her life, I can agree to anything. Count me in, please."

Lin Chunhuan was silent, and her gesture of holding the phone had not changed at all. She almost didn't recognize that the person on the other end of the phone who was begging so humbly was Chu Shaoting. She just pursed her lips slightly and said nothing.

His eyes were fixed on the diary on the table not far away, and I don’t know what he was thinking.

"Huihui? Are you listening?"

Chu Shaoting's voice pulled Lin Chunhuan out of his deep thoughts. After regaining his composure, he slowly spoke, "Young Marshal, let me formally introduce myself. My name is Lin Chunhuan, and I'm the third daughter of the Lin family."

"My parents, two sisters, and countless servants all died at Chu Xi's hands."

"As for the Huihui you're talking about, she was forced to commit suicide a year and a half ago by Chu Xi, the very person you're trying so hard to protect. So, please don't call me Huihui. I don't deserve this name, and you don't deserve it even more."

This time, the silent person was Chu Shaoting.

But Lin Chunhuan had no intention of stopping. On the contrary, her eyes were calmer than ever before. "As for what you said about Chu Xi being punished, I don't understand it even more."

"If I remember correctly, it wasn't me who arrested Chu Xi, and it wasn't me who hurt her. On the contrary, I provided you with the news that Chu Xi had been arrested. Whether she received the punishment she deserved is debatable, but it's a fact that I did her a favor."

"The Dongyi people are everyone's common enemy. Chu Xi has made great contributions to the establishment of the nursing team, and those young nurses are even more innocent. I don't seek revenge for personal gain, but national hatred cannot outweigh family hatred."

"Tell me, you asked me to let Chu Xi go, but who let go of the 37 people in my Lin family, who let go of the innocent Jiao couple, and who let go of Jiao Xuehui who died at the age of 19!"

The hospital was extremely busy and noisy today, with the wards and operating rooms overcrowded. The seriously injured young nurses were determined to die, and their families were crying and wailing.

But amidst all the noise, Chu Shaoting couldn't hear a thing. A chill ran up his spine and up the back of his head, making him shiver all over. "So, there's nothing to discuss?"

"Young Marshal, you think too highly of me."

Lin Chunhuan was clearly aware of what was happening in the hospital and didn't need Chu Shaoting to say anything. The voice on the other end of the phone was full of indifference. "Young Marshal, do you really think I can stop those people?"

"The fact that I didn't stand there and became one of them is already the greatest respect I can give to Chu Xi for what he has done during this period of time."

After saying this, the phone was abruptly hung up.

The last bit of hope in Chu Shaoting's heart also fell into an icy cave.

Not far from him, a group of people blocked the door of the operating room and surrounded Chu Xi, which was more exaggerated than the others.

This group of people seemed particularly quiet. Apart from not allowing any medical staff to get close to Chu Xi, they did not do anything extreme. The leaders among them were Mr. Jiao and Mrs. Jiao.

There is also Taozi, who should have been sent away long ago, but still stood firmly by Mrs. Jiao's side.

"Everyone!" The attending doctor was sweating profusely with anxiety. Chu Xi's current condition was not optimistic. It was said that he was not fatal, but that was under the premise of receiving proper treatment.

If the delay continues like this, not to mention the inflammation and pus discharge from the wound, even bleeding would kill Chu Xi!

The attending doctor licked his dry lips, his tone filled with urgency, "This is a hospital. If you have any grudges, you can talk about it after the surgery is over."

"What's the point of everyone wasting time here like this?"

But no matter how hard the attending doctor tried to persuade them, the group of people surrounding Chu Xi didn't move at all and had no intention of backing down.

Although these people are ordinary people, each of them carries a sharp weapon. Doctors and nurses are fine, but as long as the Chu family army members approach and try to drive them away violently, they will take out kitchen knives and scissors and stab Chu Xi without hesitation.

After all, this is what they have always wanted to do!

Seeing Chu Shaoting coming back, the attending doctor stepped forward as if he had seen a life-saving straw and said, "Young Marshal, please think of a solution quickly. If we continue to delay like this."

"Once the Second Wife's wound worsens, it will be difficult to save her with our current medical level! You know, our hospital has long run out of anti-inflammatory drugs!"

Chu Shaoting's heart sank, "How could there be no anti-inflammatory medicine? Isn't Huihui..."

Before he could finish his words, Chu Shaoting saw Mr. Jiao who was looking into his eyes, and then he smiled bitterly.

Lin Chunhuan has always been in charge of raising the medicine, and the subsequent use and arrangements are also handled by the Jiao family. How could the Jiao family let this medicine be used on Chu Xi?

Chu Shaoting waved his hand and gently pushed the attending doctor away. After walking in front of Mr. and Mrs. Jiao, he bent his legs and slowly knelt on the ground, "Mr. Jiao."

"Please, let my sister go. From now on, I, Chu Shaoting, will serve the Jiao family and all of you like a slave without a single complaint. Please."

No one has ever seen Young Marshal Chu look so humble.

Although there were some powerful people present, most of them were ordinary people.

It is true that they have hatred in their hearts, but most of the common people are soft-hearted and willing to negotiate. In addition, Chu Xi has indeed saved many people during this period of time.