Chapter 493 Qiao Xi, enjoy your blessing
Qiao Xi took out the IOU from his pocket and placed it in Huo Xingzhou's palm.
"For you."
Her watery eyes looked at Huo Xingzhou expectantly, waiting for his reaction. Her little face was bright and beautiful, as if she was asking for credit.
Huo Xingzhou twisted the edge of the IOU with his fingers, rubbing it with his fingertips and said, "Give it to me?"
"Well, it's all yours. I used your money to bet, so the winnings belong to you too." Qiao Xi was very frank.
Although she had a hard life as a child, she was not obsessed with money.
Normally, I don’t want to buy expensive things, but I wouldn’t even blink an eye when giving such a large sum of money to others.
Huo Xingzhou looked deeply into her eyes, a lingering look in his eyes: "Aren't you going to keep it as your own money? This is not a small amount of money. I remember that you only have a few hundred thousand in your own account."
Those hundreds of thousands of dollars were hard-earned money from treating other people.
"Just accept it if it's given to you." Qiao Xi leaned into his arms and whispered, "But you still need to collect the money yourself. The Qian family is the Lu family's largest supplier of medicinal materials. They are like snakes and rats, so maybe you won't be able to get it back."
"I asked Lao Chen to collect the debt. He can get it back."
Qiao Xi nodded with relief: "That's good, the money you deserve must not be less."
Huo Xingzhou's lips touched her cheek lightly: "I once said that you are my lucky star and will always protect me."
She spent 100 million yuan to steal 700 million yuan from the Qian family.
Normally, these 700 million yuan would be a drop in the bucket for Huo Xingzhou, but all of Tianyuan Group's working capital had been secretly mobilized to conspire to manipulate Xiang Group's stock price. At this time, the 700 million yuan was particularly important.
It's like a timely help.
Qiao Xi looked at him in confusion.
Why are you mentioning Fuxing again?
But the man picked her up and stood up and walked towards the bed in the master bedroom.
Qiao Xi's throat tightened: "Huo Xingzhou... didn't have any supper."
The man said, "I don't eat two midnight snacks."
Qiao Xi only felt her whole body shaking and then she was placed on the soft big bed.
Within sight, the man untied his tie with one hand and tossed it aside, then took off his suit jacket. His fingers rested on the collar of his white shirt, unbuttoning it.
Qiao Xi was a little nervous, her voice weak: "We agreed that you need to recuperate during this period and not have sex. You promised me, how can you go back on your word?"
The man's shirt hung loosely on his body. He leaned over and kissed the corner of her lips with his thin lips, his voice seductive.
"I am not sleeping with you, I am just enjoying your blessing."
Qiao Xi subconsciously reached out to block it.
Huo Xingzhou reached out and clasped her wrists on both sides of the pillow, lingering tenderly.
"Don't...it's itchy." Moisture filled Qiao Xi's clear eyes, and she couldn't help but laugh and beg for mercy.
His hair brushed against her neck, leaving only an electric tingle.
"Huo Xingzhou!"
Qiao Xi's eyes were red from being bullied.
Huo Xingzhou raised his head and asked, "Let's take a shower together?"
Qiao Xi bit her lip and wanted to refuse, but thinking of his character, she nodded slightly.
Just as he said.
Young and strong people recover quickly. His pulse was only a temporary ache, and he would be back to full strength after a day or two of rest.
Her voice was low: "Bathing...can't take too long."
"good."
Huo Xingzhou pulled her up and walked towards the bathroom.
It doesn't take long, sometimes when you are deeply in love, who can pay attention to the time?
But he will know when to stop.
As Sun Shao once said, doing small things brings joy to your heart, but doing big things harms your body.
Sometimes moderation can help you sleep better and prevent you from having random thoughts.
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The next morning.
Advanced Inpatient Department of Imperial City Hospital.
In the corridor.
Lu Yingxue, wearing a retro white embroidered dress, looked at the middle-aged woman in front of her who was crying quietly and wiped her tears, and comforted her.
"Auntie, please stop crying."
Lu Yan's mother, Cheng Taohua, cried until her eyes were swollen like walnuts. "My good son, his right leg is broken! The doctor said he'll have to spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair. How can I not be sad? Yingxue, if that little bitch from Haicheng can cure Huo Xingzhou, you can cure your cousin too, right?"
She looked at Lu Yingxue expectantly.
Lu Yingxue was a little irritated, but she patiently reasoned with her, "Lu Yan's injuries are too severe, unlike Huo Xingzhou! I can't cure him. Traditional Chinese medicine isn't omnipotent."
The middle-aged woman burst into tears: "What should I do, my son! His father died early, leaving us an orphan and a widow. God is going to take my heart away! Yingxue, don't forget who his father died for!"
Lu Yingxue felt a little annoyed when she heard her bring up the past.
"Aunt, you've been guarding outside the operating room all night, so go back first. I'll take care of this here first, and you can go back and pack some daily necessities and tonic soup for Lu Yan."
"Yingxue."
Cheng Taohua held her hands tightly with both hands. "Lu Yan usually listens to you, his cousin, the most. You have to persuade him. He is so arrogant that he will definitely not be able to accept it."
Lu Yingxue nodded: "Don't worry, Auntie. Go back quickly. I asked the driver to wait for you outside."
Sometimes, hatred is the best catalyst, isn't it?
"Yingxue, our family depends on you. You must defeat that little bitch in the needle-testing competition and let her have a taste of this pain!"
"I know."
After Cheng Taohua gave repeated instructions, she left with some worry.
Lu Yingxue withdrew her gaze from the end of the corridor and gently pushed open the door of the luxurious ward.
Lu Yan lay on the hospital bed, his eyes tightly closed, his face pale, clearly from excessive blood loss. He had undergone surgery overnight and was very weak from the anesthesia.
Lu Yingxue saw his eyelashes blinking and there seemed to be tears in the corners of his eyes.
She stood by the bed, her voice very calm: "Don't pretend to be asleep, you heard everything my aunt and I said just now, right?"
Lu Yan slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes were bloodshot.
After the anesthesia wore off, he was awakened by the pain.
His voice sounded as if it had been rubbed by coarse gravel, harsh and piercing: "My right leg... is it really broken?"
Lu Yingxue bent down and poured him a glass of warm water: "It has lost most of its functions, and the surgery can only serve a decorative purpose. If the wound worsens, amputation may be required..."
Before Lu Yingxue could finish her words, Lu Yan pulled out the needle from his body like a madman.
He smashed the fruit basket, thermos and cup on the bedside table to the ground, breaking them into pieces.
He roared and let out a wild animal whine.
"I'm ruined!"
"I'm a loser! I can't even walk like this, how can I possibly ride a motorcycle?"
It can be seen that he really loves heavy motorcycles, otherwise he would not have invested in building a club himself.
Lu Yingxue stood aside and watched him go crazy. She said calmly, "Medical technology is very advanced now. Only your right leg is broken. After you get a prosthesis and get used to it for a while, you will look no different from a normal person."
"no the same!"
Lu Yan shouted dejectedly, "You don't understand what I've lost! I might as well be dead!"
It's a sense of superiority!
He is arrogant and domineering.
When Lu Yan thought about the many people in the capital waiting to laugh at him, he became so impulsive that he wanted to die.
He staggered to his feet, dragging his painfully broken body, and quickly pushed open the balcony door with his healthy left foot.
Just jump down from the railing, twenty stories high.
It's all over!
Lu Yingxue stood aside with her arms folded, her fresh and unworldly face showing no fluctuation, and she didn't even think of stopping him from seeking death.
Her willow-shaped eyes were classically cold, thin and long. They lacked the charm and nobility of phoenix eyes. They were like white lotus flowers on a high mountain, without any warmth in them.
Trash that is useless to the Lu family naturally does not deserve to live.
After all, they are just cousins with no blood relationship.
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