Wen Lu casually tossed the tablet to Wang Jinyu's side and climbed onto the bed.
Wang Jinyu didn't rush to look at the things on the tablet. Instead, he turned around, snuggled up to Wen Lu, and pulled her into his arms, speaking in a sour tone.
"Today you made me run away twice because of two men."
Listening to Wang Jinyu's accusations, Wen Lu, who had closed her eyes, suddenly opened them and looked at Wang Jinyu with some confusion, completely not understanding where Wang Jinyu's accusations came from.
"Wait a minute, what do you mean I made you hide for the sake of two people? What did I do?"
Looking into Wen Lu's bright black eyes, Wang Jinyu hesitated to speak. He knew that what he was saying might sound like he was picking a fight, but he was just angry.
"It's when you see so-and-so, and so-and-so."
Looking at Wang Jinyu's aggrieved expression, Wen Lu snorted coldly. This man was really boring; he had learned to beat around the bush when he wanted to do something.
"Hey, stop messing around. I'm a little tired today. Take a look at the information I gave you first; it should be useful to you."
Wen Lu yawned lazily, then rested her head on Wang Jinyu's chest, found a comfortable position, closed her eyes, and prepared to sleep.
Seeing Wen Lu's perfunctory and tired appearance, Wang Jinyu instantly lost his temper. He put one arm around Wen Lu, who was lying in his arms, and picked up the tablet Wen Lu had given him with the other hand. He opened it, glanced at it, and was shocked by the information on the tablet. He had been investigating for a long time and had never found such detailed information. He wondered where Wen Lu had obtained it from.
After reviewing the information, Wang Jinyu logged into his email on his tablet and forwarded it directly to Wang Xiuren, as they desperately needed this document.
After forwarding the information, Wang Jinyu looked down at the girl in his arms. He became curious about Meiying. He felt that the more Meiying knew, the more dangerous she was. Only by knowing more about her identity could he know how to protect her.
Wang Jinyu held Wen Lu and sighed softly, then closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep with Wen Lu.
As for the two people outside, Wen Lu believed they were safe, so Wang Jinyu had no interest in dealing with them.
At 5:40 a.m., Wang Jinyu's phone rang. Wen Lu frowned, turned over in Wang Jinyu's arms, rolled to the other side of the bed, changed her position, and continued to sleep soundly.
Wang Jinyu saw that the call on his phone was from Yan Luo. He hesitated for a moment, guessing that Yan Hao must have sent a message. Wang Jinyu took his phone, got out of bed, and walked towards the balcony.
By the time Wang Jinyu reached the balcony, the call had already been disconnected. Wang Jinyu dialed Yan Luo's number again, and the call was quickly answered. The moment the call connected, Yan Luo's anxious voice came through the phone.
"Fourth Master, could you ask Wen Lu if she could contact someone at the research institute? Yan Hao's condition isn't good; he needs their help."
Hearing Yan Luo's impatient tone, Wang Jinyu frowned slightly and spoke in a calm tone.
"Where are you now? How long will it take to get back to the hospital? Take him directly to Harbin Mos Private Hospital."
"We just found Yan Hao. I've already had him examined, and his condition is very bad. We should be able to get to the hospital in about forty minutes."
While panting, Yan Luo answered Wang Jinyu's message. He didn't know why Wang Jinyu had sent Yan Hao to that private hospital. He just wanted to know if someone from the research institute could be arranged to come over, as Yan Hao was in critical condition.
"Fourth Master, I know it's going too far to disturb Wen Lu's sleep right now, but I really can't care about that anymore. Yan Hao's condition is really bad. I need not only the people in the lab, but also the medicine from the lab."
Yan Luo spoke faster and faster. He had just prayed to God that the Ghost Hand would appear before him, as there were not many people left who could save Yan Hao.
However, he dared not be too greedy. He had heard from Wen Lu that Ghost Hand's hand was injured and could not be operated on. So he only hoped that Wen Lu could help Jiang Hao out of consideration for their family and arrange for some people from the research institute to help him.
"Okay, you can send the person back first. I'll contact a hospital for you now."
Before Yan Luo could speak again, Wang Jinyu hung up on her and dialed Ling Chen's number.
It was early morning, and he had only just fallen asleep. He had just started working at the hospital, and his schedule was already full of surgeries. He had finally managed to get home and lie down, but after less than an hour of sleep, he was woken up by the phone ringing again. He really wanted to curse.
When he saw the phone number displayed on the screen, he sat up abruptly in bed and quickly answered the call.
"Fourth Master, is there something you need for this early call?"
"Notify the hospital to prepare an operating room as soon as possible. Yan Hao fell off a cliff and is on his way back. He should arrive at the hospital in about forty minutes."
Hearing Wang Jinyu's words, Ling Chen, who had been forcing himself to stay awake, instantly became fully alert.
"Fourth Master, who are you talking about? Yan Hao? He's a singer, how could he fall off a cliff?"
Before leaving the country in the early morning, Yan Hao was just a nobody who had just joined the entertainment company. How come he fell off a cliff just a few days after he returned? What happened?
"I'll explain this to you when I get back. You should go and arrange the operating room first. I'll bring the attending physician there in a bit."
After saying that, Wang Jinyu hung up the phone before Lingchen could speak again, because he had already seen Wen Lu get out of bed.
Wen Lu got out of bed and went straight into the bathroom to wash up. Not long after, she came out looking sleepy. She walked up to Wang Jinyu, who was standing by the door, and hugged him tightly.
"Yan Hao's condition is very bad..."
When Wen Lu said this, it wasn't a question, but a statement. In her dream, she saw Yan Hao sitting in a wheelchair, with no chance of recovery in this lifetime.
Wang Jinyu reached out and hugged Wen Lu. He bent down, pressed his head against Wen Lu's cheek, and spoke softly.
Everyone has their own destiny; you just need to do your best.
"Is it enough to just do your best? But this is so difficult."
Wen Lu spoke to Wang Jinyu in a coquettish tone, saying that she felt it was really difficult to do her best, because every time she needed to do her best, she would do it with all her might, which often made her very tired.
Wang Jinyu carried the little girl into the dressing room. He placed Wen Lu on the cabinet and helped her choose according to her request. In the end, he selected a pair of denim shorts and a white short-sleeved shirt.
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