novelraw Chapter 533 Engagement (4)
Chapter 533 Engagement (4)
After hanging up the phone, Qiao Mo felt somewhat dazed.She slowly put down the phone, sat on the chair, and didn’t recover for quite a while.
"Xiao Mo." A trace of concern flashed in Fu Nancheng’s eyes, and he spoke softly, placing his large hand on her shoulder.
Qiao Mo’s dull eyes gradually moved. After her eyelashes trembled slightly, she looked up at him, "My dad... my dad was injured in prison."
Fu Nancheng furrowed his brows, speaking in a low voice, "I’ll take you to see him."
"Alright..." Qiao Mo finally snapped out of it, hurriedly dressed, and left with him.
The car drove for about an hour before finally stopping at the prison gates.
Because he had already inquired along the way, once they got out of the car, Qiao Mo went directly with him to the prison’s medical room.
Throughout the journey, Qiao Mo was frantic, her eyes red, clutching his large hand tightly, her heart trembling.
Soon, two prison guards walked up to them.
After asking about the situation, they led them into the medical room.
The medical room was filled with the strong smell of disinfectant. As soon as Qiao Mo entered, she immediately spotted the figure on the hospital bed.
It was still a chubby body, very tall, with a bald head.
But at this moment, his head was wrapped in a white gauze cap, and he was wearing a blue-and-white-striped hospital gown.
"Dad!" Qiao Mo’s tears flowed uncontrollably as she hurried forward to tightly grasp his large hand.
Qiao Dehou’s hand was warm and solid, with a few callouses, currently attached to an intravenous drip.
"Dad... how are you? How are you? Wake up." Qiao Mo spoke in a choked voice.
But Qiao Dehou on the hospital bed still had his eyes tightly closed, seemingly having no reaction to any of this.
Two doctors in white coats stood silently to the side, watching Qiao Mo and Qiao Dehou.
Fu Nancheng, feeling somewhat worried, glanced at Qiao Mo and then called the two doctors outside to talk.
At the same time, a prison leader also hurried over, accompanying them outside with numerous beads of sweat on his forehead.
"What happened to Qiao Dehou?" Fu Nancheng stared at the man in his fifties before him, his dark eyes deep.
The man wiped his sweat and cautiously said, "Mr. Fu, I only recently heard about the situation. It was said that today the men’s prison was having outdoor time in the yard, but for some reason, he suddenly got into a conflict with a leader in the prison, and then they started fighting."
Fu Nancheng slightly frowned, but remained silent.
The man discreetly observed his expression and continued, "You know, there are quite a few factions in this prison. Qiao Dehou’s status isn’t simple, either. Although the Qiao family has declined, he still has many associates in this prison; otherwise, life wouldn’t be so leisurely for him."
"However, the other party isn’t easy to deal with either; it’s a death row inmate, even more fearless. So the groups got into a fight, the scene extremely chaotic, almost like a riot."
Fu Nancheng’s brows furrowed deeper and deeper, faintly sensing something unusual.
After all, when he had previously investigated Qiao Mo’s background, he also looked into Qiao Dehou and knew that after coming in, he spent a lot of money to manage relationships inside the prison.
Whether it was the guards on the surface or the various people within, many followed his orders and were very polite to him.
Logically, his life should be quite comfortable.
Especially considering he was only sentenced to two or three years. In such a situation, he should have chosen to keep a low profile.