Forbidden Game: Ruthless CEO, Please Set Me Free

Chapter 377: Settle Accounts (4)

At this moment, Yan Jiu and Qin Zhaoran were also waiting outside the hospital room.Yan Jiu glanced at his watch and asked directly, "How much longer?"

"An hour and forty minutes."

"What if she doesn’t wake up?"

Qin Zhaoran paused in silence, his gaze fell through the window onto Qiao Mo’s body on the hospital bed, "If she doesn’t wake up... it’s almost time to prepare for the end."

Upon hearing this, Yan Yiheng also fell silent.

A few seconds later, a ruthless look flashed in his peach blossom eyes, and he said with a sinister expression, "Third Brother finally fell for a woman. If she dies, I’ll make sure they accompany her in death!"

"Have you figured it out?"

Yan Jiu snorted coldly, "Hmph, it must be Fu Zhiyuan’s people!"

Qin Zhaoran frowned but said nothing, while Yan Jiu sneered, "I heard the old master has already arranged a marriage for Third Brother, and Fu Zhiyuan is probably worried that once Third Brother marries, the entire Fu Group’s assets will be transferred under his name, so he’s panicking."

Just as they were speaking, two hurried footsteps were heard.

One was the sound of a woman’s high heels, quick but steady, as if every beat hit a person’s heart.

Just hearing this sound conjured an image of a voluptuous woman walking towards them, swaying and alluring to the extreme.

Even from afar, it seemed possible to smell the faint scent on her body.

Yan Jiu turned his head, his gaze fell on the corridor corner, his left hand gently touching his chin.

"Three... two... one..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a pair of black high heels came into view, along with a black coat reaching the ankles, a white scarf, and a pair of extremely alluring cat eyes filled with an unmistakable anger.

After seeing that face, Yan Jiu hesitated slightly.

So it was her.

But before he could think too much, his eyebrows furrowed tightly, his gaze fell on Jiang Jinghao by her side.

Compared to a few months ago, Jiang Jinghao had become noticeably thinner, his face pale and haggard, although still gentle, it was particularly pitiful.

Yan Yiheng’s gaze grew colder, why did he come too?

Looking closer, he was still wearing a patient’s gown, wrapped in a thick cotton coat, the blue and white striped pants of the hospital uniform peeking through, supported by Xie Qinghuan, clearly rushed from the hospital.

Xie Qinghuan was fuming at this moment, with Jiang Jinghao half-dead here, and Qiao Mo was causing her trouble elsewhere.

Walking down the corridor, her urgency grew, constantly scanning the rooms on both sides.

Qin Zhaoran and Yan Yiheng both moved subtly, blocking the room number and the transparent glass window of the intensive care unit.

Xie Qinghuan walked quickly, hurriedly passing them.

After a few steps, she noticed their gazes fixed on her, frowning, "What are you looking at? Look again and I’ll gouge out your eyes, believe it or not!"

Qin Zhaoran touched his nose without saying a word, while Yan Jiu curved his lips, an interest flashing in his eyes, audaciously examining the woman in front of him.

After a couple of steps, Xie Qinghuan seemed to remember something.

She suddenly turned around, walked over to Qin Zhaoran, and looked him up and down, "It was you who performed surgery on Jiang Jinghao last time, right?"

"It wasn’t me." Qin Zhaoran shook his head seriously.

Xie Qinghuan squinted at the two of them, sneering, "What’s the matter? Has Qiao Mo died? Are you standing here planning to keep vigil?"

Qin Zhaoran’s eye twitched, while Yan Jiu raised his eyebrows, squinting slightly, "Women who speak venomously aren’t necessarily charming."

"Men who nitpick aren’t exactly honorable either!"