Xiao Jinhan looked down at Tang Yaoyao, who was being carried past him by a nurse. His eyes were as vast and deep as the starry sky.
"Fourth brother?"
Xiao Jinhan snapped out of his thoughts, looked up at him, and said gently, "Qiao Yiheng said you're here."
Qiao Yiheng, the director of surgery at Lancheng Central Hospital, received a call from Fu Jincheng, asking him to send an ambulance to pick up two people who had fainted from heatstroke and take them to the hospital's emergency room.
"I just went to the hospital to have my wound re-bandaged," Xiao Jinhan added.
Fu Jincheng's phoenix eyes slightly lifted, beautiful and charming, his voice as hoarse as ever: "Fourth brother, now that you're here, you go and guard her for me."
Xiao Jinhan narrowed his eyes slightly: "What happened?"
"Tang Yaoyao and her agent were trapped in the elevator for two harrowing hours. She asked my older brother for help, and we came here together." Fu Jincheng said casually, with a nonchalant attitude, as if he didn't care at all about Tang Yaoyao's life or death.
Xiao Jinhan understood the key point of that sentence.
He asked his older brother for help.
For some reason, I remembered what Jiang Ci had said.
Are Tang Yaoyao and her older brother really dating?
Fu Jincheng noticed his eyes; they were so deep, with a deep blue light that it was impossible to discern his true emotions.
After a long pause, he pursed his lips and asked, "Where's my older brother?"
“Yao Yao injured her foot while saving them, and he’s with her,” Fu Jincheng replied.
It seems that, as he said, the fourth brother really has no interest in Tang Yaoyao.
For Xiao Jinhan, this injured hand was truly not worth the damage.
If it were him, the person he would risk his life for would be either his wife or his sister.
However, it was worth it for him. He gently curled his lips, his phoenix eyes even more captivating than his peach blossom eyes, and smiled, "It's up to you now, thanks."
This "thank you" is to express gratitude for his rescue in the bamboo forest.
"You handle what happens next. It's best to keep this matter a secret from everyone."
"Don't worry, Yao Yao has already taken care of this. I'm here waiting for the results of the investigation," Fu Jincheng said casually.
"Um."
Xiao Jinhan turned around and looked at the ambulance parked at the door. He walked with a brisk pace, seemingly more anxious than usual.
Fu Jincheng frowned slightly, silently thinking: Little sister, I hope you are safe and sound.
The three receptionists watched Xiao Jinhan leave, their eyes filled with infatuation.
They must have been blessed in their past lives to meet two such outstanding people in one day.
Fourth Master Xiao...
Fu Xiuchen...
No longer in a magazine, but in the people standing in front of them.
And the man sitting comfortably and lazily on the sofa, his dangerous and fiery aura sends shivers down one's spine.
Although I don't know who he is, his temperament and appearance are simply outstanding.
This Tang Yaoyao is just too lucky...
It would be difficult for her not to become a sensation.
They also noticed that Fu Mengyao, the eldest daughter of the Fu family, was really beautiful. Every move she made exuded an arrogant and fiery air, making people uncomfortable with her spoiled nature, yet they dared not say anything.
Because she is absolutely gorgeous.
...
After Xiao Jinhan got into the ambulance, he sat next to Tang Yaoyao.
The redness on his cheeks gradually faded, and he returned to normal. His dark hair was damp with sweat, and he looked fragile, like a cat whose claws and teeth had been pulled out, only able to lie there obediently.
His eyes seemed to hold a layer of blue mist, completely calm, but when he saw her hands, which were oozing blood, he frowned slightly.
In her hazy state, Tang Yaoyao caught a faint scent of orchid and musk, a unique, cool fragrance, elegant and noble...
The sandalwood scent, however, dissipated.
Seeing her eyelashes flutter slightly, Xiao Jinhan's deep voice, as intoxicating as fine wine, asked, "Awake?"
His gentle voice pulled Tang Yaoyao out of the abyss.
She slowly opened her eyes, her vision blurry, unable to make out the man beside her's appearance, though he seemed vaguely familiar.
She was struggling to breathe and tried to move, but found herself completely powerless.
Xiao Jinhan gazed at her delicate and frail face, his voice calm: "You have a high fever, I suggest you don't move."
Tang Yaoyao looked at him, her usually beautiful and cunning eyes filled with a layer of hazy mist, like a pet abandoned by its owner, looking somewhat pitiful.
Just as Xiao Jinhan was about to look away, he heard her speak softly: "My benefactor..."
Xiao Jinhan was slightly taken aback.
benefactor……
Tang Yaoyao licked her lips and made a soft, pitiful sound, like a wounded kitten: "My benefactor, I feel so bad, take me home."
Xiao Jinhan was stunned, and he heard her dreamy, dependent, and slightly coquettish voice clearly.
At that moment, he realized that she wasn't addressing him.
He only vaguely woke up from the nightmare, murmured a few words, and then fell back asleep.
Xiao Jinhan, who rarely showed any emotion, was now slightly agitated.
Hospital.
Tang Yaoyao felt sore and weak all over, as if she had been severely beaten and covered in bruises.
It hurts so much.
She opened her eyes and saw that the room was dimly lit, the light shining on the man, making him gleam. He didn't look up, but she still knew who he was.
Xiao Lao Si'er!
Hearing the noise, Xiao Jinhan looked at her.
Their eyes met, and Tang Yaoyao's vulnerability lasted only a moment before a sly smile appeared on her face. Her voice was alluring and husky: "Brother Xiao, long time no see~"
Xiao Jinhan frowned slightly, recalling how she mistook him for someone else in the ambulance, a stark contrast to her current appearance.
Are you feeling better?
Tang Yaoyao licked her lips, her sickly voice sounding strangely alluring: "I'm thirsty."
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