The Billionaire's New Wife in Chief

Chapter 696 - 178 The person inside the operating room is Ning Wan

Song Qiao paused, just as she was about to speak, Lu Jingchen had already hung up the call.

Looking at the phone that had just been hung up, her delicate little face couldn’t help but slightly furrow its delicate brows, but she just stood on the roadside and looked at her phone for a few dozen seconds, then she thought about it and still put the phone away, directly turning around to look for a shady place to wait.

An ambulance drove right past her, then suddenly stopped at the hospital entrance.

Song Qiao put her phone in her bag, subconsciously looked toward the ambulance as they were opening the rear door to bring down the patient, hearing the medical staff’s voices.

"An accident happened at the overpass, the patient has a head injury, is bleeding heavily from a miscarriage, we need to prepare for surgery immediately..."

It was at the moment when the stretcher touched the ground, when she saw clearly the person lying on the stretcher, her bag suddenly dropped to the ground.

Her complexion lost all color in the blink of an eye, almost subconsciously murmuring, "Wanwan..."

...

Yu Xia walked straight up to Lu Jingchen, just as she was about to speak, the man had already turned and walked towards the elevator, not giving her as much as a glance, as if she did not exist.

Yu Xia, "..." Do you think I’m dead?

She quickly stepped forward and blocked Lu Jingchen’s way, facing his slightly knitted brows, she remained calm and smiled, saying, "Where are you going? We haven’t seen each other for a long time, don’t you plan to treat me to a nice meal?"

Lu Jingchen raised his eyes to look at her, his thin lips lifted, exuding a detached and indifferent aura without any effort, he spoke word by word, "Yu Xia, you should know, since you want to pursue Xi Mohan, it’s useless to come to me, I can’t help you."

Yu Xia likes Xi Mohan...

Not many people are aware of this fact, he is one of the few who knows.

But even knowing that, Lu Jingchen has no way to assist Yu Xia, not to mention that Xi Mohan has Ning Yan’er, the Miss of the Ning family, as his fiancée, and let’s not forget Ning Wan.

To this day, no one knows what Xi Mohan really thinks about Ning Wan, but onlookers can tell that Xi Mohan treats Ning Wan differently, it’s just that no one has pointed it out.

Although he is Xi Mohan’s good brother, it doesn’t mean he can interfere in Xi Mohan’s affairs.

Especially when it comes to matters of the heart.

Maybe Lu Jingchen’s words struck a chord deep inside Yu Xia, causing her to suddenly change color, even revealing an indescribable pallor.

After a while, Yu Xia bit her lip then said, "I’m not asking you to set me up with him, I just hope you can help me find a chance to get closer to him, that’s all."

After a pause, she recovered her previous smile, ran a hand through the ends of her hair, and laughed, "I know what you’re worried about, Ning Yan’er, right? Xi Mohan doesn’t really love her. She just appeared when Xi Mohan most needed companionship. If it had been me, maybe I could replace Ning Yan’er’s position now."

"Of course, I also know that someone else has given up even more, but, Lu Jingchen, love is fair, and I have the right to compete with those sisters." Her gaze dropped to the floor in front of her, and she continued, "You can rest assured, I’m not the kind of woman who likes to play tricks, and I disdain to do those things. You’ve known me for so many years, you should understand me. So regarding Xi Mohan, I won’t do anything out of line, just let me get closer to him."

Hearing Yu Xia’s words, Lu Jingchen frowned even more and spoke in a subdued tone, "Sorry, Yu Xia, I can’t help you, and as you said, you can compete fairly with them, so you need to create your own opportunity."

Yu Xia, "..." Lu Jingchen, could you be any more petty?

Without saying much more, the man took his phone and turned towards the elevator.

When Lu Jingchen came down from the seventh floor, it took less than ten minutes, but in those few minutes, by the time he reached the bottom of the hospital, Song Qiao was nowhere to be seen.

The man’s brows furrowed slightly, and he took out his phone to dial Song Qiao’s number, the call connected immediately as soon as he dialed out, and before he could speak, a male voice came through the phone.

"Hello, good day."

Lu Jingchen’s face darkened, he pulled away the phone to see the displayed number was indeed Song Qiao’s, but the voice...

His expression grew even more somber, and the man’s voice carried a hint of chill, "Where is Song Qiao?"

"Who is Song Qiao?" The person on the other side paused, belatedly realizing and spoke up quickly, "Are you talking about the owner of this phone? Do you know her? I found her bag by the hospital entrance, I’m in the hospital lobby now, can you come and get it for her?"

...

Outside a certain operating room on the fourth floor, Song Qiao sat on the seat in utter despair, her gaze frequently falling on the tightly shut door of the operating room, her concern reaching an incomprehensible level.

Even now, she couldn’t believe that the person covered in blood was Ning Wan. The moment she saw clearly, she felt as if her whole world had suddenly collapsed.

Just at this moment, the door of the operating room opened from the inside, and a nurse hurried out. Seeing only Song Qiao sitting in the hallway, she immediately approached and asked, "Miss, are you a family member of the patient in the operating room?"

Upon hearing the nurse’s voice, Song Qiao instantly snapped back to reality and stood up, anxiously asking, "I’m her friend. How is she doing now?"

"The patient is bleeding heavily and needs a blood transfusion, but our hospital’s blood bank is out of her particular type of blood. Are you and your friend the same blood type? The patient has the rare ’Rh negative blood’ from the Rh blood group system."

Song Qiao felt as if her head had just exploded with a bang, retreating two steps back, she shook her head blankly, biting her lip and saying, "No."

If she remembered correctly, Ning Wan’s blood type was the very rare "Rh negative blood" from the Rh blood group system. This blood type was already scarce.

A few seconds later, she grabbed the nurse’s hand and asked, "Are you sure your hospital doesn’t have any?"

The nurse shook her head. Such a blood type was extremely rare, and while usually, hospitals would have some available, recently a patient also with "Rh negative blood" from the Rh blood group system had used up the hospital’s entire stock, and new supplies hadn’t arrived yet—they simply couldn’t wait.

After pondering, the nurse said, "Miss, don’t panic just yet, I’ll call other hospitals to see if they have any."

"Okay... okay..." Song Qiao’s mind was in disarray, completely unable to function, and she could only nod blankly.

"Rh negative blood?" Just at that time, an unfamiliar male voice reached the ears of Song Qiao and the nurse. Both turned around to see a man standing not far away. As their gazes turned toward him, he stepped forward, a slight curl to his lip as he said, "My blood type happens to be Rh negative blood. Take my blood."

Looking at the newcomer with some surprise, Song Qiao was sure she did not know this man, but because her mind was entirely focused on Ning Wan in the operating room, she didn’t say anything else, instead expressing heartfelt gratitude with two words, "Thank you."

Upon hearing this, the man offered a slight smile and said, "Saving a life is more meritorious than creating a seven-tiered pagoda, the saying is very true, no need to thank me."

The nurse, thinking Song Qiao and the man knew each other, immediately took the man to get his blood tested, which was done quickly.

For a while, only Song Qiao remained alone in the hallway, sitting on a chair. She gazed dazedly at the floor in front of her, images of Ning Wan lying on the hospital bed covered in blood, like persistent nightmares, kept surfacing in her mind.

Lu Jingchen came out of the elevator just in time to see Song Qiao seated in the hospital hallway, a woman exuding helplessness and loneliness with her hands on her face, silently crying.

The man’s heart sank, and he quickly walked towards her, immediately enfolding her in his embrace, his deep voice tinged with worry, "Qiaoqiao, what happened? Hmm? Why are you here?"

The familiar intense masculine scent enveloped her senses. She looked up, somewhat dazed, and saw Lu Jingchen sitting beside her, holding her. She blinked her tear-filled eyes, hardly believing it, even her voice carried a touch of bewilderment as she spoke, "Lu Jingchen?"

"It’s me." Lu Jingchen cradled her small face, wiping away her tears with his fingertips, maintaining the same calm tone as before, "What’s the matter?"

"Wanwan... The person in the operating room is Wanwan..." As if suddenly finding her anchor, Song Qiao immediately wrapped her arms around Lu Jingchen’s waist, burying her face in his chest, sobbing uncontrollably.

...

Inside the CEO’s office at Xi Group, a secretary walked out of the office and stood at the door, unable to resist patting her chest and taking a deep breath.

Another secretary approached upon seeing this and gossipingly asked, "What happened?"

"The CEO’s aura is just too intimidating, it’s so hot I could die, but within five minutes of being in there, I almost froze to death. You can’t imagine how terrible his expression was, you could tell his mood was foul. You all need to be careful." The female secretary was practically wearing a pained expression, looking down at the documents in her hand as a thousand metaphorical horses stampeded through her mind.

Even though there were only slight mistakes in her documents, she had to redo the entire set...

When the CEO is in a bad mood, it’s often their underlings who suffer.

Inside the office, Xi Mohan sat in the CEO chair with an expressionless face, looking at the documents in front of him, feeling exceedingly irritated.

——This is the first update, there will be another update before twelve o’clock.