Chapter 339 The Child Could Not Be Saved
It was early morning, before the sky was fully light.
The news from Hurricane Island put everyone on edge.
Qingning has been found.
However, Huo Shenyuan was sucked into the cave and barely escaped with his life.
Although he was rescued by the rescue team at the last minute, he was half-crippled.
He suffered severe burns all over his body and was rushed to the best hospital in Country S, where he was immediately admitted to the ICU.
Qingning was then sent back to the Nan family to recuperate.
Her vital signs were stable, but she remained unconscious. She had been stabbed in the abdomen, and the baby could not be saved.
No one expected that she would be pregnant.
Fu Beichen and Bai Yu boarded a private jet that same day and flew directly to Country S.
After a bumpy ride, we arrived at the hospital by nightfall, when the city was completely shrouded in darkness.
The two of them kept walking and almost ran towards the ICU.
When Fu Beichen saw the person lying on the hospital bed, completely wrapped in white gauze, through the thick glass, he suddenly stopped in his tracks.
The regular beeping of the instrument and the fluctuating curves on the screen were the only proof that Huo Shenyuan was still alive.
He lay there, motionless, his breath faint.
Fu Beichen felt as if an invisible hand was clenching his heart, and his brows furrowed into a tight knot.
Don't worry too much.
Bai Yu stepped forward and patted his shoulder heavily, conveying a silent strength.
"Shen Yuan is a tough guy, he'll definitely be fine. Once his condition stabilizes, we'll bring him back to China for treatment."
Bai Yu looked at his brother, who was almost unrecognizable in the glass window, and his voice became somewhat strained.
"Doesn't the Nan family own a world-class plastic surgery hospital? They can definitely fix his face."
Fu Beichen's eyes were so deep they seemed to drip ink.
His thin lips were pressed tightly together, and his voice was frighteningly hoarse when he spoke: "Don't tell Weiwei and Niannian about Qingning's miscarriage for now. I'm afraid they'll come running over if they find out."
"Now I'm afraid that madman called Venom will make a comeback."
"He has no chance." Bai Yu's voice was icy cold.
“We have already taken down his stronghold in Country S. Now he is wanted by the whole world. He is a rat in the street and will not dare to show his face again in the short term.”
Yesterday, he contacted the S country's official authorities.
While besieging Venom, they directly used heavy weapons to completely destroy his so-called palace.
The area was so well-covered with informants that not even a fly could get in.
"You dare touch my son."
Fu Beichen slowly turned his head, his eyes filled with an overwhelming hatred that seemed to burn everything.
"I will make him tear him to pieces!"
Moreover, if it weren't for him, Shen Yuan wouldn't have brought all this trouble upon himself.
Unexpectedly, he was the one who was most seriously injured this time.
They dared not let Old Madam Huo know this news.
When Huo Shenyuan was young, both his parents died unexpectedly, and he was raised by his grandmother.
The elderly could hardly withstand such stimulation.
Now, there's nothing they can do.
We can only wait.
Once Huo Shenyuan wakes up and is out of danger, we will arrange a follow-up treatment plan.
Fu Beichen thought about how his wedding with Niannian was only a month away.
Time is of the essence.
I don't know if Qingning will wake up within a month.
If Qingning weren't at the wedding, Niannian would definitely feel very regretful.
This whole thing was thanks to Sheng Tingxiao.
Otherwise, he might have already fallen from the building, and the consequences would have been unimaginable.
Although he still disliked this man.
At this moment, Sheng Tingxiao was entertaining guests in Fanxing's large private room.
The air was filled with the aroma of food and the strong smell of alcohol.
Three of Sheng's key partners flew in specifically to visit the new president, ostensibly to assess his situation.
The dinner table is a battlefield.
Sheng Tingxiao sat in the main seat, his posture upright. Facing the barrage of questions from the three enthusiastic CEOs, he remained unfazed and accepted all challenges.
After downing glass after glass of baijiu, not a trace of redness could be seen on his handsome face.
Lin Xiaoli sat beside him, and several times tried to raise her glass to stop him from drinking, but he stopped her with his eyes.
He used serving chopsticks to pick up a piece of abalone and put it in her bowl, his voice low.
Eat well.
Before long, the three bosses were clearly a bit tipsy, their faces flushed, their speech a little sluggish, and they kept waving their hands to indicate that they needed to rest.
Their assistant immediately understood, stood up with a wine glass in hand, and prepared to take over.
Lin Xiaoli could no longer sit still.
She leaned forward slightly, close to Sheng Tingxiao's ear, and spoke in a very low voice, with a hint of pleading.
"Mr. Sheng, please let me have a drink. I don't drink too much, and I promise I won't get drunk."
Sheng Tingxiao turned his head to look at her; the girl's eyes sparkled under the light.
"You forgot, I can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk," she added, her voice rising slightly at the end.
"Only one cup." Sheng Tingxiao said calmly.
"Yes, sir!"
Lin Xiaoli immediately perked up. She waved to the waiter and asked for a few new wine glasses.
She picked up the liquor and, instead of using the elegant decanter on the table, poured it directly into four wine glasses, each almost overflowing.
She stood up with a smile.
"It's too much trouble to drink from this small cup, let's just use this one."
She picked up the glass in front of her and looked at the three male assistants who had already stood up.
"On behalf of our CEO, I would like to express my gratitude to the three of you for your continued support of the Sheng family."
After she finished speaking, she turned the lazy Susan on the table, and the three glasses of baijiu came to a steady stop in front of her three assistants.
The three male assistants' expressions changed instantly.
If you down such a large glass of liquor in one gulp, how can you still stand up?
They exchanged a glance, both seeing the awkwardness in each other's eyes, but with the boss watching, they could only grit their teeth and pick up their glasses.
They simply couldn't believe that such a delicate young girl could actually finish such a large glass.
Don't try to be brave; you might collapse on the spot after just one sip.
Lin Xiaoli didn't give them a chance to hesitate. She picked up her wine glass, tilted her head back, and gulped it down in seven or eight mouthfuls, just like drinking plain water. The glass was empty in no time.
Then, he shook the empty cup in front of them, leaving not a drop.
Seeing this scene, the men had no choice but to bite the bullet and drink along.
One of them had just finished drinking when he buried his face in the plate and collapsed on the spot.
The other two were also unsteady on their feet, with unfocused eyes, and barely managed to stay upright by holding onto chairs.
"You gentlemen really have a good capacity for alcohol."
Lin Xiaoli wore a polite smile as she sat back down, remaining calm and composed.
"Come on, let's continue eating."
Sheng Tingxiao looked at her, his eyes filled with a hint of inquiry.
How did this girl develop such a high alcohol tolerance?
He picked up the serving chopsticks and placed a boneless piece of fish in her bowl.
"Are you alright?" he asked in a low voice.
Lin Xiaoli covered her mouth with her hand, quietly approached him, and uttered a single word, playful and smug.
"Cool."
Sheng Tingxiao's lips curled up involuntarily.
That little devil.
After dinner, we went to another gathering at a private club.
It was almost 11 o'clock when the second game ended.
This time, Sheng Tingxiao really couldn't hold on any longer; the lingering effects kicked in, and his temples throbbed.
Lin Xiaoli also drank quite a bit, especially the last few glasses of foreign liquor, which were strong and potent, and she felt as if the whole world was swaying slightly.
She helped Sheng Tingxiao out of the club. The driver was already waiting at the door and quickly stepped forward to lend a hand, helping him into the back seat.
"Young Master, shall we return to the Sheng family or to the Imperial View?"
Sheng Tingxiao leaned back in the large chair, his eyes closed, and uttered two words from his thin lips.
"Imperial View".
Lin Xiaoli exerted tremendous effort to get the tall man into the elevator and then into her home, leaving her completely breathless.
The two slumped onto the sofa, each panting.
Sheng Tingxiao kept his eyes closed, his long eyelashes casting a shadow beneath them.
After resting for a while and recovering, Lin Xiaoli remembered that there was honey in the kitchen cabinet and wanted to make him a cup of honey water to help him sober up.
She ran to the kitchen, stood on tiptoe to reach the jar on the top shelf, but couldn't reach it.
She ran back to the living room, huffed and puffed as she carried a small stool over, stood on it, and tiptoed again.
The moment her fingertips touched the cold jar, the stool leg tilted, and she lost her balance, falling to the right.
"ah!"
She instinctively gasped, closed her eyes, and braced herself for the pain.
The anticipated impact did not occur.
A pair of strong arms caught her steadily and pulled her into a warm embrace.
Sheng Tingxiao had somehow walked to the kitchen doorway and rushed forward to catch her the moment she collapsed.
Lin Xiaoli's cheek was pressed tightly against his chest, and she could clearly feel his strong heartbeat, one beat after another, which mixed with her own heartbeat, making the rhythm disordered.
“I…I just wanted to take that jar of…honey…” she stammered, her cheeks burning.
Sheng Tingxiao didn't speak. He looked down at the girl in his arms. Her cheeks were flushed a lovely pink from the alcohol, and her lips were moist and full.
He suddenly lowered his head and kissed her.
"Buzz..."
Lin Xiaoli's mind went completely blank for a moment.
Immediately afterwards, she felt herself suspended in mid-air as he deepened the kiss as he walked.
By the time she came to her senses, he had already pinned her down on the living room sofa.
The warm kiss, with an irresistible force and a hint of impatience, slid from her lips to her chin and then to the nape of her neck.
His large hand grasped her softness directly...
Lin Xiaoli was shocked; all her confusion and dizziness vanished in an instant.
In a panic, she pushed him away with all her might.
Then, like a startled rabbit, she jumped off the sofa, ran back to her room without looking back, and slammed the door shut.
She leaned against the door, trembling all over, her heart pounding as if it would jump out of her throat.
how so?
How could she kiss him so deeply, almost...going too far?
He is President Sheng, the high and mighty Sheng Tingxiao, the person she feels guilty even if she secretly fantasizes about.
He must be drunk.
Yes, he must have been drunk and mistook her for "Niannian" again.
The last time was an accident, but this time we absolutely cannot fall into the same trap.
You must keep your distance from him.
Sheng Tingxiao stood up from the sofa, his chest rising and falling slightly.
He went to the balcony, lit a cigarette, and the night wind couldn't dispel the deep look in his eyes.
What happened to him just now?
Why did I suddenly want to kiss her? Even... a deeper urge?
He stubbed out his cigarette in frustration and turned to go back to his room.
The next day, when Sheng Tingxiao woke up, the room was quiet.
Lin Xiaoli has already left.
Back at the company, as I entered the president's office, it wasn't Lin Xiaoli who brought me coffee, but Shen Sheng.
"Where's Lin Xiaoli?" he asked casually.
"Xiao Li has taken leave at the last minute. Her mother's surgery has been moved up, and she needs to have a pre-operative check-up today."
Sheng Tingxiao nodded and said nothing more.
He sat down at his desk, opened the app, found Lin Xiaoli's profile picture, and typed: Need help?
He stared at those words for a few seconds, then deleted them one by one.
In the end, I only sent a few words.
I was a little drunk last night, sorry.
After a while, my phone vibrated.
The message has been replied to.
I was also very dizzy last night; please forgive me if I offended you.
She's quite eloquent; she took half the responsibility and defused the awkward situation.
As Sheng Tingxiao looked at the words on the screen, the inexplicable irritation in his heart suddenly dissipated.
At nine o'clock in the evening, Lin Xiaoli returned to the foot of the Imperial View Building, holding a cup of hot milk tea in her hand, and was enjoying it.
She looked up and saw that familiar tall figure walking towards her.
Lin Xiaoli's heart skipped a beat, and she instinctively wanted to dodge.
Just then, another beautiful figure walked out of a nearby building.
Sheng Tingxiao stopped in his tracks, his previously indifferent eyes instantly lighting up!
"Niannian." A gentle voice rang out...
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