The ambulance arrived at the scene quickly.
The medical staff quickly placed Lu Jia, who had fallen into a coma, on a stretcher and carried her into the car.
Outside the hospital emergency room.
Rong Mo, his face tense, hurried down the corridor. Even the usually calm and collected man seemed flustered at this moment.
He spotted Shen Zhi Qiu slumped on a bench outside the emergency room at a glance.
Her hair was somewhat disheveled, her fingers were tightly gripping the hem of her blue skirt, and there were large patches of blood on the chest of her skirt, which looked shocking.
Gu Qingyan and Wei Qiao stood beside her, both looking seriously in the direction of the emergency room.
A sharp pain shot through Rong Mo's heart. He strode to Shen Zhi Qiu, scooped her up, and held her tightly in his arms, saying with heartache, "I'm sorry, I'm late. I've frightened you!"
Initially dazed, Shen Zhi Qiu burst into tears upon recognizing Rong Mo, the tears falling uncontrollably onto his shoulder. She hugged him tightly, sobbing against his shoulder, "Brother, you're finally here! Why did you take so long? What are we going to do, brother? Lu Jia is bleeding so much, so much blood! Look at my hands, my hands are covered in his blood..."
As Shen Zhi Qiu spoke incoherently, she pushed Rong Mo away slightly, then held her hands up in front of him, her eyes filled with terror.
Rong Mo looked at the bloodstains on Shen Zhi Qiu's hands, which had already congealed, and suddenly felt as if his heart was being violently torn apart.
"I'm sorry, it's my fault, I didn't protect you well."
Rong Mo tenderly pressed Shen Zhi Qiu's head against his chest, feeling his clothes gradually becoming soaked with Shen Zhi Qiu's tears. His hands unconsciously clenched into fists, his nails digging deep into his flesh.
He forcefully suppressed his anger, raised his hand and gently patted Shen Zhi Qiu's back, whispering comfortingly, "Lu Jia will be alright. He's still waiting to marry you and stay by your side forever. He loves you so much, he would never bear to abandon you. If you keep crying and ruin your health, how heartbroken Lu Jia will be when he wakes up! Don't worry, the doctors here are the best in the capital, he'll be alright..."
Upon hearing this, Gu Qingyan's straight body stiffened, and he glanced at Rong Mo with a somewhat rigid expression.
"Have the doctor examine Zhi Qiu later," Rong Mo said to Wei Qiao, who was standing beside him.
"The doctor has done a preliminary examination. Miss Shen is fine, but excessive fright and emotional fluctuations can affect the baby. The doctor said that you must not have too many emotional ups and downs in late pregnancy," Wei Qiao said somewhat nervously.
Rong Mo glanced at him with a gloomy expression, then helped Zhi Qiu sit down, cupped her face in his hands, and said gently, "Zhi Qiu, we have to listen to the doctor. For your own sake and for the baby's sake, please stop crying, okay? I'll be here with you the whole time, don't be afraid."
Shen Zhi Qiu pursed her lips and nodded with red eyes.
Rong Mo patted Shen Zhi Qiu's head with satisfaction.
After a while, seeing that Shen Zhi Qiu's emotions had gradually calmed down, Rong Mo moved Wei Qiao Jue aside.
"Has the person been caught?"
Rong Mo asked directly.
"The assailant has been caught, but he crashed into a tree while being chased by the bodyguards and died on the spot. The person who injured Mr. Lu insists that no one ordered him to do it, and that he was just angry after Mr. Lu knocked over his fruit stand, so he acted on impulse..."
Wei Qiao briefly explained the situation.
Rong Mo's face was cold, his brows furrowing deeper and deeper. After Wei Qiao finished recounting what had happened, he said in a chilling voice, "To decide on a whim and put sticks in the car beforehand? And to go straight for the head and beat someone to death?" Rong Mo narrowed his eyes, his gaze filled with ruthlessness. He glanced at Shen Zhi Qiu and lowered his voice, saying, "Wei Qiao, go and find a way to get him to talk. I want to see who has the audacity to attack someone from my Rong family in the capital!"
"Yes, President Rong." Wei Qiao immediately lowered her head, not daring to say another word, and quickly left.
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In a secluded villa on the outskirts of the capital.
A man in a bespoke suit sat on the sofa, his fingers tapping rhythmically on the table as he leisurely listened to music and sipped tea.
"Knock knock knock." A knock sounded at the door.
"Come in," the man called out to the door, lowering his voice.
A nurse walked in.
The man looked up, gestured with his chin to the sofa opposite him, and said in a low voice, "Sit down." Then he carefully examined the woman in front of him.
It was just an ordinary white nurse's uniform, but it looked incredibly beautiful on her.
She casually tied her long, black hair into a bun at the back of her head, looking elegant and poised.
After taking her seat, she leaned forward slightly, naturally refilled the man's tea, and gave him a slight smile.
Her features are beautiful: her small face is exquisite, her eyes are clear and bright, and her pink lips are luscious and tempting beneath her high nose, making her instantly endearing.
The man took a sip of tea, and looking at her face, he was momentarily dazed; she already bore a striking resemblance to him.
She curled the corners of her lips slightly, casually hooked the man's trouser leg under the table with her high heels, then leaned forward a little, resting her elbows on the table and propping her chin up. She pursed her lips, looked at the man in front of her with a seductive gaze, and called out sweetly, "Mr. Rong."
The man frowned immediately, his face turning cold as he pulled away from her. A hint of disdain flashed in his eyes as he looked at her and said coldly, "Don't be so frivolous! Take off your high heels. You only resemble her in appearance, but your personality is completely different. I've told you before, you have to imitate her in every gesture to achieve twice the result with half the effort!"
The woman pursed her lips, somewhat bored, and pulled her leg back. "This is boring."
Upon hearing this, the man gave her a cold look. "Let me remind you, those who disobey me only face death. If you don't want to do it, there are plenty of others who can."
The woman pursed her lips, immediately pulled her leg back, lowered her eyes, sat up straight, and didn't dare to say another word.
"Take a look." The man placed his phone flat on the table and slid it in front of her. "This is a treat for you. You'll love it."
The woman looked at him with some doubt, then carefully picked it up, opened the video, and her eyes immediately lit up with surprise.
"Thank you, Mr. Rong. If I can't have happiness, she can't have it either!"
"Now it's time for you to repay me." The smile on the man's lips slowly froze, and a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
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