Damn, what's Fu Yan doing here?
Xiao Xin scratched the back of his head in frustration, standing there at a loss.
This person probably never imagined that coming to get the necklace from him would almost cost him his life.
If Fu Yan dies, given his father's temper, wouldn't he be the next one to die?
Xiao Xin let out a low growl, looking at the hand tightly gripping his ankle; it seemed he still had a will to survive.
Xiao Xin stood still, not daring to move. Fu Yan was so fragile; he was afraid that moving his foot would kill him.
He took out his phone expressionlessly and frantically tapped the emergency number; his trembling hands betrayed his inner panic.
After finishing his calls with the hospital, he started calling the manager and Yu Muqing.
Without exception, neither the manager nor Yu Muqing answered.
Xiao Xin's head began to ache, and the pungent smell of blood in the air made his stomach churn.
I didn't eat much for dinner, and I threw it all up just now.
My stomach is now acidic and I'm starting to feel a sharp, throbbing pain.
After Xiao Xin made twenty calls, the ambulance finally arrived at the community without stopping.
Knowing that the alley was difficult to navigate and fearing that Xiao Xin might get lost, the doctor told Xiao Xin the location and then stood there waiting.
Xiao Xin bent down to remove Fu Yan's hand from her ankle, muttering, "Sweetie, let go..."
His voice was very soft, and he originally thought that Fu Yan could not hear him.
Fu Yan's ears twitched, and he opened his eyes a crack. Xiao Xin was stunned by that gaze and froze on the spot, her heart skipping a beat for no apparent reason.
Will Fu Yan bring this up again to cause trouble for him?
Fu Yan stared at Xiao Xin for two seconds with his eyes half open, then his gaze fell on the star necklace that had slipped off his neck.
His eyelashes fluttered slightly, and his lips moved with difficulty: "Ginger..."
Xiao Xin didn't hear what he said. If they delayed any longer, they would both die.
Xiao Xin urged, "Be good, let go first, I'll get someone to rescue you..."
As if he understood what Fu Yan said, he closed his eyes and released his ankle.
Having escaped, Xiao Xin didn't care about his image and ran out of the alley.
He took a shortcut; the alley that usually takes ten minutes to walk out of, he ran out in three minutes.
Xiao Xin ran breathlessly to the doctor, grabbed his arm, her lips pale: "Come... quickly... phew..."
Seeing him struggling to breathe, the doctor frowned: "Young man, don't rush, speak slowly..."
Hearing his slow, deliberate speech, Xiao Xin grew even more anxious, her face contorting in frustration: "Stop talking nonsense and come with me right now."
His legs were trembling, and his head was spinning from running so fast.
Seeing that he was about to faint, the doctor immediately called for another stretcher.
Xiao Xin didn't refuse and nimbly climbed onto the stretcher.
All hope now rests on him; he cannot afford to lose heart and faint.
Ten minutes later, under Xiao Xin's guidance, the group finally arrived in front of Fu Yan.
Xiao Xin forced her eyes open until she saw Fu Yan being lifted onto a stretcher by medical staff. Then, she collapsed onto the stretcher as if she had lost all her strength, pursing her lips and remaining silent.
He lay on the stretcher, blinking weakly. This day had been like a rollercoaster ride, more thrilling than any of his past twenty-odd years.
In the dim surroundings, only the sound of footsteps could be heard. Xiao Xin was carried by two people, the stretcher beneath him swaying. He soon became sleepy.
With his eyelids drooping, Xiao Xin finally couldn't hold on any longer and fell into a deep sleep...
...
How is he?
"It's nothing, just a little low blood sugar, I'll be fine when I wake up."
Hearing voices around him, Xiao Xin groggily opened his eyes.
The first thing you see is a white ceiling, white walls, and a white bed.
Xiao Xin tilted his head in the direction from which the sound had come, and his eyes met Yu Muqing's.
He spoke in a hoarse voice, "Mr. Yu..."
Yu Muqing gave a soft "hmm," tucked a strand of long hair behind her ear, picked up the water glass on the table, rinsed it, and then filled a glass with warm water.
He handed the water glass to Xiao Xin: "Drink some water to soothe your throat."
Xiao Xin raised her right hand to take it, only to find that she still had an IV drip in her hand.
His hand paused in mid-air, then he switched to his left hand to catch the cup.
Xiao Xin took the water glass, tilted her head back and drank it all in one gulp. She placed the glass on the bedside table, wiped the water from the corner of her mouth, and said thank you to Mu Qing.
Seeing that he had become much more awake, Yu Muqing pulled up a chair and sat down beside Xiao Xin's bed, crossed her arms, and looked at Xiao Xin: "Tell me, what happened?"
Xiao Xin's mind went blank for a moment, and memories of last night immediately flooded back.
He glanced sideways at Yu Muqing, who was sitting upright, then awkwardly looked away.
Judging from Yu Muqing's attitude, she's here to confront him.
Based on Xiao Xin's experience, he definitely couldn't tell Yu Muqing the truth, otherwise not only would his "two hundred million" be lost, but he would also lose his job.
Besides, he didn't hit Fu Yan in the first place, and he didn't force Fu Yan to be the sucker.
Xiao Xin thought for a moment and decided to avoid unnecessary topics and try not to take the blame on himself.
Xiao Xin's eyes darted around as she stammered, "Fu Yan came to my place looking for me. When I got home, I found him lying at my doorstep, so I brought him to the hospital."
Why did he come to see you?
Xiao Xin shook his head: "I don't know, maybe it's for the necklace."
As he spoke, he reached up and touched the star pendant around his neck; thankfully, it was still there.
Yu Muqing looked at his neck and indeed found the necklace on Xiao Xin's neck.
No wonder he didn't find the necklace on Fu Yan yesterday.
Fearing that Yu Muqing wouldn't believe him, Xiao Xin added, "I had no idea when Fu Yan came to find me. If you don't believe me, you can ask the manager. The manager can testify."
Yu Muqing looked at the necklace around his neck, her eyes narrowing: "How did you get your necklace?"
Xiao Xin paused in stroking the pendant, then her eyes lit up as if she had just remembered something: "Oh, this was returned to me by a kind person. You know that kind person too."
"Who?" Yu Muqing's expression grew increasingly serious.
"Qiao Chen," Xiao Xin replied without hesitation.
Yu Muqing: "..."
He guessed it was that bastard.
Xiao Xin was still reminiscing about the joy she felt when she saw the necklace, but she didn't notice Yu Muqing's increasingly unpleasant expression.
When he came to his senses, he realized that Yu Muqing's face was so ugly that she looked like she wanted to eat someone alive.
Xiao Xin assumed he was troubled by dealing with Fu Yan's matter and asked worriedly, "President Yu, you don't look well. Are you feeling unwell?"
Before Yu Muqing could ask anything else, the manager suddenly burst through the door, breaking the awkward stalemate.
"Boss, boss! Young Master Fu is awake!" the manager said, panting, leaning against the door.
Xiao Xin's heart skipped a beat. Damn, he was so badly injured, yet he woke up so quickly?
Unexpectedly, Fu Yan's vitality was even stronger than his.
Xiao Xin was still pondering whether there were any flaws in what he had just said when he heard Yu Muqing's voice coming from above him: "Shall we go take a look together?"
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