novelraw Chapter 458: We Are Fated to Meet
Chapter 458: We Are Fated to Meet
Chapter 458: Chapter 458: We Are Fated to Meet
My God... what’s going on here, Rui is injured, can he handle being carried like this?
Without thinking, he blocked the man’s path, "Sir."
The man stopped, looked up at him, "What? You want your master?"
Mo Han nodded dumbfoundedly. The man smiled and handed Beichen Rui over to him. Mo Han supported his boss and walked toward the ambulance.
Ye Xinluo quickly followed, and behind her, the man also followed. The paramedics checked first to make sure the wound hadn’t reopened.
Only then did Ye Xinluo relax. She turned to the man, "Thank you, sir."
The man smiled and said, "You’re welcome. May I ask, miss, have we met somewhere before?"
Hearing this, Ye Xinluo smiled and replied, "It seems in my memory, we haven’t met."
"Is that so?" The man had a faint smile as he glanced at the ambulance, "Accompany your husband to the hospital first. Since we’re destined to meet, let’s be friends. By the way, my name is Ling Haoyu."
"Mr. Ling, thank you. I’m busy today, but I’ll thank you properly another time." Saying this, she turned and left with the ambulance.
The man was left standing there, staring in the direction the ambulance left for a long while before saying, "There will indeed be another chance to meet!"
He turned and disappeared into the crowd.
...
In the hospital, a doctor was examining Beichen Rui’s wound as Ye Xinluo and Mo Han waited anxiously at the door.
Ten minutes later, the doctor came out, and the two immediately approached.
"Doctor, how is he? Why did he suddenly have a fever?" Ye Xinluo asked anxiously.
"What did you let him eat before?"
Hearing this, Ye Xinluo thought for a moment and then said, "He had a barbecue last night."
Upon hearing her words, the doctor frowned and said, "That’s the reason. The patient is currently injured and can’t eat such foods. Fortunately, you brought him in time. If the fever continued, the consequences would be unimaginable. Remember, in the future, give him something light... avoid heavy flavors."
Ye Xinluo nodded absentmindedly. After the doctor left, she glanced into the ward and stepped inside.
At this moment, Beichen Rui was lying on the hospital bed with an intravenous drip in his right hand.
She sat down on the chair beside the bed and gently smoothed his slightly furrowed brow.
"Xinluo, you should go home and rest tonight. I’ll stay here," Mo Han said from the side.
Ye Xinluo shook her head, "No need, I’ll stay here."
Mo Han didn’t say anything more, walked to the couch in the ward, sat down, and looked at his phone, occasionally glancing at the bed.
Originally, he was waiting for them at the airport tonight, but just as the plane was about to land, the aviation bureau suddenly called to say that Rui had a high fever on the plane.
Scared, he immediately arranged for an ambulance to wait there. Fortunately, nothing serious happened.
Sitting on the couch, playing with his phone for a while, he suddenly thought of something and looked at Ye Xinluo, asking, "What did you talk to that man about?"
Hearing his question, Ye Xinluo smiled and said, "Just thanked him and such."
Mo Han frowned. That man gave him an unusual feeling. As for what was unusual, he couldn’t quite say.
After pondering for a long time without understanding, he simply stopped thinking about it.