Hospital, emergency room
Zhao Xiaoyue sat on a bench outside when Hou Taotao ran over, panting.
Seeing that Zhao Xiaoyue was alright, he breathed a sigh of relief. Yu Muqi was such a blockhead, he couldn't even speak clearly, which almost made him think that the captain was in the emergency room.
"Captain, I'm so glad you're alright, I'm so glad you're alright. Where's the driver? Why isn't he with you?"
Hou Taotao snapped out of her daze, her anger rising rapidly. What was Zhang Xiaomeng doing? Why wasn't he taking the lead? Where had he gone?
He's determined to kill this brat today.
Zhao Xiaoyue glanced at the chubby boy indifferently, "I sent him off to grab tickets!"
I don't know if I can snag a ticket home with the Spring Festival just around the corner.
"I'm not... ah, trying to snatch tickets?"
Hou Taotao was surprised!
"Let's not talk about that for now, Tao-ge. Go to the school and ask for leave for me. Tell them I'm sick, and also go see the principal."
Zhao Xiaoyue pondered. Today's matter was no small thing, and with Wu Qinmei's incident, demanding an explanation was not against the law. However, she and Caihe might be fine, but Min'er's situation was uncertain.
Hou Taotao waited for her to say the next sentence, but then she heard the captain say, "Forget it, just tell the principal exactly what happened today, Situ Ming was beaten up, and see how he reacts."
Hou Taotao didn't understand why they needed to see her reaction, so she just said "yes" and went out.
Zhao Xiaoyue sat in her chair thinking about what had happened that day. Those people were clearly after Situ Ming's life. What kind of family could do such a thing?
The woman from last time might also have come with the intention of harming Situ Ming.
The little girl slightly raised her eyes, looked at the glass in front of her, and fell into deep thought.
Situ, the surname Situ, could mean being hunted down. Why does this surname sound so familiar?
Yu Muqi came in, not daring to disturb them as they were thinking about their problems; those people had been beaten really badly!
This was definitely done by the helmsman!
Zhao Xiaoyue flipped through her memory and found that the only person with the surname Situ was Situ Kun from Southeast Asia.
This person must have had some kind of opportunity in his early years, which allowed him to rise to prominence all at once.
As mentioned at the comic convention in my previous life, Situ Kun intended to expand his gambling company to China. At that time, their company was already quite large.
Situ Kun also approached the comic convention with the intention of collaborating, but was politely declined. At the time, the comic convention described Situ Kun as a person who was refined yet cunning, somewhat like a dragon from the abyss that would devour everything once it emerged from the ravine.
She added that it was a bit of an exaggeration, then laughed at the comic convention, gave a flamboyant twist of her waist, and said, "Those kinds of people only prey on naive young girls like you."
How old is Situ Kun now? Um...
Zhao Xiaoyue looked confused for a moment, then turned to Yu Muqi and asked, "Do you know how old Situ Kun is now?"
Yu Muqi was stunned. "The one who's in charge is Situ Kun from Southeast Asia?"
Zhao Xiaoyue asked curiously, "Are there a few other people named Situ Kun on this planet?"
His imposing expression, though not angry, made Yu Muqi's chrysanthemum clench. Ever since he was beaten up by the captain last time, he felt pain all over his body.
He quickly answered the question, "It's only found in Southeast Asia, and he should be in his forties this year."
Zhao Xiaoyue said irritably, "It's like he's some kind of local specialty, only found in Southeast Asia."
Yu Muqi chuckled, looking a little embarrassed.
More than half an hour later, the lights in the emergency room went out, and Situ Ming was wheeled out. He was lying face down, with no hair on the back of his head, and he had about ten stitches.
Zhao Xiaoyue stepped forward and, out of the corner of her eye, noticed a scar on her neck. She gently pulled at the back of her collar.
Si…
A scar runs across his shoulder to his back and abdomen.
This is a knife wound!
Then she shifted her gaze to his profile.
That was also a knife wound!
She let go of his hand, and the doctor assumed she was the patient's sister and didn't pay any attention, only giving Yu Muqi some instructions.
Zhao Xiaoyue's brows were furrowed so deeply they could trap a fly. What's wrong with him these past two years? Why are all sorts of schemes and plots being directed at him?
Zhao Xiaoyue walked into the ward thoughtfully, but there wasn't a single family member there.
Zhao Xiaoyue said to Yu Muqi, "Send someone to the No. 2 High School to find two people, one named Duan Yunfei and the other named Fang Yan. Tell them to ask for leave this afternoon to come over."
Yu Muqi agreed and went out.
Zhao Xiaoyue sat in the chair, quietly watching the liquid in the IV tube flow into Situ Ming's body, drop by drop.
The doctor said the injury to the back of the head caused a concussion. The human brain is very complex, so it's impossible to determine any complications at this time. We'll need to assess the situation after the patient wakes up and undergo further examinations.
Zhao Xiaoyue stared at Situ Ming's bald head wrapped in gauze, her eyes filled with complicated emotions. What had this kid gone through? How did he manage to get himself into this state?
She had just seen a faint burn on the palm of the nurse's hand when she gave her the injection; it was a branding burn.
An hour later, a group of people rushed into the ward.
Zhao Xiaoyue's eyes flashed as she looked at the person who walked in. This was... Duan... Peng? Duan Peng, the president of the Wen Group?
It was indeed Duan Peng. He was in a meeting when he received a call from Duan Yunfei. This was only the second time he had received a call from that brat since he got a phone. The first time was because A Duo needed an adult's signature for hospitalization, so he had no choice but to call him.
This time, he thought something had happened to his wife again. When he answered the phone, Duan Yunfei's anxious voice came from the other end, "Old man Duan, something has happened to Ninth Brother. He's at the hospital closest to No. 2 Middle School."
Duan Peng immediately stood up and headed to the hospital. On the way, he learned that the young master had been beaten, but he knew nothing else.
Duan Peng pushed open the ward door and saw a little girl sitting obediently in a chair.
Zhao Xiaoyue blinked innocently as Duan Peng stared at her. Her almond-shaped eyes were beautiful and cute as she curiously looked at the person who came in.
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