Chapter 118 Goodbye But, unless Qi Hanmu can really hold on...
However, unless Qi Hanmu really couldn't hold on any longer, or he called a halt and wanted to go back to the hospital, even if Luo Miao and Qi Hanying were worried, they had no choice but to take him back by force according to the time agreed upon between Qi Hanmu and the hospital.
There are still nearly twenty minutes until the agreed time.
Qi Hanying had sharp eyes. While putting the nasal oxygen tube on his brother, he saw the surveillance screen on the computer next to him.
Seeing Xia Yiqing in the middle of the picture, Qi Hanying felt panicked. What happened? Did his brother recover his memory?
It is said that the two brothers are in perfect harmony with each other.
The moment Qi Hanmu regained consciousness, he raised his hand, and the first thing he did tremblingly was to turn off the monitoring screen on the computer.
In fact, Luo Miao also saw it, but he didn't dare to say it. After all, there was a precedent of him making suggestions but failing.
"Brother," Qi Hanying's voice sounded relatively calm, but he could only deceive himself.
"You just want to see what the employees are doing on the first floor, right? I'm curious too. Why don't you show us the surveillance footage so we can take a look together?"
Qi Hanmu's voice was a little hoarse after the attack, but he was undeniable. "No."
Deep down in his heart, a kind of secret shame was growing wildly, and Qi Hanmu's breathing became a little faster. The feeling of lack of oxygen attacked him again, and his face almost turned the color of liver.
He can watch the surveillance video himself, but he won't take a second look at it in front of others.
Xia Yiqing had no idea that her conversation with a vice president of Qi's company had caused the above turmoil. She just felt a little empty in her heart when she heard that Qi Hanmu was still working.
Her legs were sore from sitting for so long, so she went to the tea room on the first floor to make instant coffee to prepare for a "protracted battle", but at the same time, the corners of her mouth twitched inadvertently.
Qi Hanmu looks like a rich man, but in fact he is pretty much the same.
He doesn't drink instant coffee. He must drink freshly ground coffee beans, and they must be from Blue Mountain or Boquete Valley.
I don’t know if Qi Hanmu still drinks coffee now, and I don’t know if his heart can handle it.
On the way back, Xia Yiqing was a little dazed.
The dream he had last night suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. There was blood on Qi Hanmu's pale cheeks, and it was flowing down the corners of his mouth. His eyes were dull, his cheeks and lips were purple, and there was a little gray in his pupils.
She touched the man's face with the back of her trembling hand and found it was ice cold. When she touched it again, her limbs were no longer warm.
Holding the cup of coffee, Xia Yiqing sat back on the sofa. For a moment, she forgot to adjust her skirt. Seeing someone looking at her strangely, she lowered her head and found that her skirt was wrinkled. She stood up inconspicuously, adjusted her skirt, and sat down again.
Even though she warned herself that there was no rush to get close to Qi Hanmu, Xia Yiqing still couldn't help rubbing her fingers.
Her brows furrowed unconsciously.
Finally, Xia Yiqing took out her cell phone and opened WeChat.
She clicked on the Moments, and found that only Qi Hanying was added to this newly created WeChat account. After Qi Hanying withdrew the Moments post that said his brother was not love-brained, he never posted anything new except the one about "working overtime with my brother".
That bad dream keeps lingering in front of my eyes, as if it could happen at any time.
Xia Yiqing gently bit her inner lip a few times, nibbled off the dead skin on the outside, and chewed it gently with her front teeth.
This was her routine action to force herself to calm down and think again.
It is said that dreams and reality are opposites. Since something happened to Qi Hanmu in the dream, then in reality, nothing serious should happen to him.
But another thought was also circling in his mind. The Qi family was a wealthy and powerful family. In order to stabilize people's hearts, it was possible to find someone to play the role of Qi Hanmu.
That is to say, there is a 50% chance that Mr. Qi San who appeared at the shareholders' meeting this morning was not Qi Hanmu himself.
It is difficult to find true love among wealthy families, not to mention that the Qi family is not only famous throughout Jiangcheng, but also a clan with a history of more than a hundred years across the country and even the world.
Once you enter a wealthy family, it's like entering a deep sea. When the benefits are big enough, family affection seems to be put aside.
Just when Xia Yiqing unconsciously scratched the outside of her forearm with her long nails, the stinging pain finally brought her back to consciousness a little.
Xia Yiqing took a deep breath, but before she could even finish half of it, she saw a group of people in white coats rushing in from outside. Among them was a familiar figure, Qin Fei.
They ran straight to the elevator, their expressions mostly hidden by the masks, making it difficult to see clearly, but their feet were moving quickly, as if they were preparing to rescue the patient.
With such a big scene, and Qin Fei also involved, Xia Yiqing felt an inexplicable throbbing pain in the nerves on the outside of her right arm. It could only be Qi Hanmu.
Something happened to Qi Hanmu.
This thought suddenly popped into Xia Yiqing's mind, and cold sweat covered the back of her neck. She stood up and took two steps towards the elevator.
But everyone looked at her strangely.
Xia Yiqing noticed that the receptionist who asked her to wait downstairs was a little anxious, and realized that Qi Hanmu might not want to see her, so she had to bite her lip tightly and stop.
If Qi Hanmu was not feeling well, her going now might not change anything and would only make him feel worse. In that case, it would be better for her to stay put.
On the top floor, there was an undercurrent of tension among the crowd. Qi Hanmu, who was sitting in a wheelchair, pursed his lips tightly, and the blue nasal oxygen tube on his face was clearly visible.
On the opposite side, the leader Qin Fei stood up.
"Third Master, your body can't withstand such great fatigue. Please come back to the hospital with us and recuperate."
Qi Hanmu still wore the pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his nose. There was no emotion in his eyes as he glanced at the time in the lower right corner of his computer and said calmly, "Five more minutes."
After this operation and the attack, his body seemed to be much worse than before. Just as Qi Hanmu was trying to be strong, a wave of itching spread directly from his throat.
Coughing is something that humans cannot resist.
Especially in the middle of the night, I suddenly felt uncomfortable under my collarbone. I couldn't cough or not cough. If I didn't cough, it would hurt. If I coughed, there would be no end. I could hardly sleep.
“Ahem…”
After the operation, Qi Hanmu was deficient in qi and blood. He could clearly feel a rusty smell spreading in his throat, but he was unable to vomit blood.
It's strange that even the source of blood for vomiting blood is gone.
The corners of his mouth twitched, and Qi Hanmu's eyes dimmed a little. He felt like a moldy corner next to the sunlight. If no one was watching, he would probably emit a foul smell.
As Qi Hanmu's former personal doctor, Qin Fei saw cold sweat on Qi Hanmu's forehead and his jaw tightened, so he decided to use force.
"Third Master, please give us an ECG monitor to check your condition."
As he spoke, Qin Fei gestured to the medical staff behind him.
Qi Hanmu didn't say anything. In fact, speaking was very exhausting. When he was seriously ill or really weak, he would open his mouth and find that he didn't even want to say anything.
Mr. Qi Sanye, who had suppressed the turmoil in the Qi family with thundering means, now had a very pale face, almost like a freshly painted wall, and his lips were dark black.
He was like a painting with stark contrasts, yet inexplicably unified, exuding an air of sickness from the inside out.
Seeing the medical staff skillfully connecting the ECG monitor to him, Qi Hanmu's throat rolled and he let out an incomprehensible hum.
"That Mr. Xia, has he left?"
Qi Hanmu leaned back, revealing his fragile neck, and actually asked Luo Miao about Xia Yiqing's situation.
Luo Miao naturally knew everything. "Third Master, I heard from the people downstairs that she made a cup of coffee and is still waiting in the waiting area."
"Instant coffee, right?"
Qi Hanmu closed his eyes, bent the fingers of his left hand, and tapped the armrest of the wheelchair with his fingertips.
Luo Miao was puzzled. Besides instant coffee, what other precious coffee beans could the tea room on the first floor have? But she said respectfully, "It's instant."
"No taste, ahem, taste."
Luo Miao was not the one being scolded, and even if he was, he could only lower his head and accept the scolding.
But the little dignity of a working man in his heart was at work, and he couldn't help but say, "Third Master, it's not that she doesn't want to make better coffee, it's that the good coffee beans are not kept in the tea room on the first floor."
After a long silence, Qi Hanmu opened his thin lips slightly, his voice sounding cold.
"Take the remaining Blue Mountain coffee beans down with you and give them to her. Tell her that we in the Qi family don't mistreat our guests." Qi Hanmu slowly leaned back. He didn't even have the strength to raise his hands to pinch his brows.
"Also, if you have nothing else to do, let her go back. I'm very busy and don't have time to meet with idle people."
Luo Miao arrived with coffee beans and a "decree." He automatically spoke tactfully, "Boss Xia, the Third Master is really busy. How about coming back another day?"
Even though she knew this was an expected result, the smile on Xia Yiqing's lips did not fade, but her whole body seemed to be frozen.
She wanted to stand up and leave calmly, but her legs couldn't do it.
A voice interrupted from the side, "Hey, is this Mr. Xia from Xia Corporation? Why are you downstairs from Brother Qi's building?"
When she looked up, Xia Yiqing saw a person she was not familiar with, Gongsun Yang.
Xia Yiqing usually didn't see this kind of young lady, but after Qi Hanmu had an attack last time, a group of people gathered around him, and among them was this young lady.
Although they had only met once, Xia Yiqing recognized Gongsun Yang at first sight because of her unique sixth sense as a woman.
"Brother Qi probably doesn't have time to see you," Gongsun Yang said with a mask-like smile on his face.
"He probably isn't feeling well right now, please go back."
This attitude of dominance was too obvious, and Xia Yiqing felt a little blocked in her heart. "How did Miss Gongsun know that the Third Master was not free? Since the Third Master asked me to wait here, I will wait for a while."
There were quite a few people standing nearby eating melons, but few dared to take pictures with their phones.
The Gongsun family is also one of the families that Jiangcheng cannot afford to offend. Naturally, news about Miss Gongsun cannot be published in the newspapers casually.
"Well, Mr. Xia might not be very clear," Gongsun Yang had a soft and pretty face, but she had put on makeup that made her look very powerful, which made her look a little weird.
"Brother Qi and I grew up together, so naturally we have a special relationship. Just because he doesn't tell you doesn't mean he won't tell me."
Luo Miao suddenly felt a bit unsure whether to leave or not. His past friendship made him want to help Xia Yiqing, but this Miss Gongsun Yang was someone he really shouldn't mess with.
She was the marriage partner designated by the old lady for the Third Master.
"If you're willing to wait, I won't stop you."
Gongsun Yang twisted his waist, raised his chin towards Luo Miao, and raised the lunch box in his hand, motioning for her to go upstairs. "This is something the old lady asked me to bring."
This is using Madam Qi as a shield.
Xia Yiqing thought of the old lady who was rumored to have raised the Third Master, and roughly understood what he meant.
Maybe Third Master really has to say goodbye to her.
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