He lost control after drinking and ended up marrying a powerful female CEO.

After washing the dishes, Qin Huai lit a cigarette and headed straight for the First Hospital of Chongqing.

At the fruit stand outside the hospital, Qin Huai picked out two big, red apples that looked delicious.

It cost sixteen yuan, which hurts a little.

Carrying an apple, Qin Huai entered the inpatient building. After looking around, a bright smile spread across his face. He walked to the nurses' station and said to a nurse with a few pimples on her face, "Miss, I'm here to visit someone in the hospital. Could you please help me find out which ward Fei Wu is in? Fei is the 'waste' in 'wasteful,' and Wu is the 'martial arts' in 'martial arts.'"

The young nurse blushed slightly as she met Qin Huai's gaze, which seemed to hold even a dog in deep affection. She quickly looked down at the computer and checked, then whispered, "It's in the second special care ward on the eighth floor."

"Thank you."

Qin Huai smiled and thanked him, then took the elevator to the eighth floor.

The environment on the special care ward floor is quite different from that of the regular ward area.

There was no strong smell of medicine in the air; instead, there was a faint floral fragrance that smelled very pleasant.

The nurses, dressed in their uniforms, were tall and had delicate features; they were all beauties, scoring over 80 points.

When Qin Huai passed by the first special care ward, he saw two bodyguards in black suits guarding the door.

The door opened, and a middle-aged man in a Tang suit came out. When he saw Qin Huai, he paused for a moment and asked, "May I ask, are you Young Master Qin?"

Qin Huai stopped and looked to the side, but he had no recollection of this middle-aged man.

"Do you know me?" Qin Huai asked.

I met Young Master Qin at the Tianhuai Group's bidding conference, but he probably doesn't remember me.

"Oh, what's your name?"

The middle-aged man chuckled and said, "My surname is Lu, and I am the steward of the Xiao family."

"The Xiao family?"

Qin Huai's eyes lit up: "And who's in that ward...?"

A hint of sadness flashed in the eyes of the butler surnamed Lu: "It's my young master."

"Xiao Jibo?"

"Yes, Young Master Qin, I know that there have been some minor misunderstandings between my young master and you..."

Qin Huai immediately said, "My relationship with Young Master Xiao can be described as one of unexpected encounters. May I go in and visit him?"

"of course can!"

The butler surnamed Lu nodded hurriedly: "If the young master knew that you, Young Master Qin, had come to visit, he would definitely be very happy."

Under the butler's guidance, Qin Huai entered the first special care ward.

The room was large, decorated mainly in white, and bright and clean.

It is fully furnished with all the necessary furniture and appliances, comparable to a five-star hotel.

There are also many potted plants on the windowsill, and the chrysanthemums are in full bloom.

Xiao Jibo lay in the hospital bed, unconscious, and on a ventilator.

His face was bruised and swollen; he looked no different from a pig's head.

"What's wrong with Xiao Jibo?" Qin Huai asked.

The butler surnamed Lu felt a lump in his throat: "Thank you for your concern, Young Master Qin. The young master was ambushed."

"Ambush? Tell me about it."

Qin Huai stroked his chin, already guessing what had happened.

It must have been dried by the wind.

"Young Master got into a fight with someone while he was at a bar..."

The steward, surnamed Lu, was filled with resentment, but there was nothing he could do.

The Xiao family had some influence and investigated the cause and effect.

He wanted to avenge Xiao Jibo, but the international assassins were elusive and he had to give up.

As for Seven Bar, that's Ye Jingya's property.

Compared to Ye Jingya, the Xiao family is still a step weaker.

Needless to say, Qin Huai is someone they simply cannot afford to offend.

After much deliberation, the Xiao family had no choice but to endure it.

In the end, Xiao Jibo is still alive.

"Is he badly injured?" Qin Huai asked with concern.

"The rest are alright, mostly external injuries. The main problem is a blood clot inside the skull, which requires waiting for the patient to wake up naturally. Also, both of his knees are completely useless..."

"Oh, this is too tragic!"

Qin Huai's eyes reddened. He sat down by the hospital bed, placed two apples beside him, took Xiao Jibo's hand, and said sorrowfully, "Xiao Jibo, my brother! You've suffered so much!"

"Your brother brought you apples. Wake up! Tell me who beat you up like this? If I find him, I will definitely avenge you!"

As he spoke, Qin Huai pressed hard on a certain acupoint on Xiao Jibo's wrist with his thumb.

Immediately, Xiao Jibo began to tremble all over.

"Brother, what's wrong?"

Qin Huai was shocked. He quickly removed the ventilator, hugged Xiao Jibo's upper body, and shouted, "Quick! Butler, come and help! Get him to the emergency room!"

Seeing Xiao Jibo trembling, the steward surnamed Lu quickly came over, supported Xiao Jibo's feet, and together with Qin Huai, lifted him up.

He was in a panic, afraid that something might happen, and didn't expect to press the call button to wait for the doctor and nurse to come.

Qin Huai had just taken a step when his foot slipped and he fell backward.

Xiao Jibo lost his upper body support, his head hit the floor with a thud, and then his body stopped shaking.

The steward surnamed Lu, who was holding Xiao Jibo's feet, was dumbfounded.

"Ah! Brother!"

Qin Huai shouted and stood up in a panic, picking Xiao Jibo up again, but his right foot caught on the table, causing him to stumble and fall forward.

Xiao Jibo landed face down, and blood immediately started flowing from his nose.

Qin Huai was still pressing heavily on Xiao Jibo, his hands haphazardly searching for a foothold, and by sheer bad luck, he pressed down on Xiao Jibo's knee.

At this moment, the steward surnamed Lu was still dumbfounded, dragging Xiao Jibo's legs.

With a crisp crack, Xiao Jibo's legs were deformed.

The butler, surnamed Lu, trembled with fright and let go.

"Brother! I'm so sorry! It's all my fault! I deserve to die!"

Qin Huai was sweating profusely with anxiety. He struggled to his feet, grabbed Xiao Jibo around the waist, and rushed out the door.

Boom!

Xiao Jibo's head slammed heavily against the door frame.

The butler, surnamed Lu, started convulsing as if he had epilepsy.

Qin Huai's face flushed red as he shouted to the bodyguards, "Quickly bring the mobile hospital bed over!"

The bodyguards didn't dare to delay and quickly pushed the mobile hospital bed over.

Qin Huai's arms were trembling, as if he could no longer support Xiao Jibo's weight. He struggled to lift his hands, trying to put Xiao Jibo on the mobile hospital bed.

However, Xiao Jibo was too heavy. When Qin Huai finally put him down, Xiao Jibo's head hit the iron railing next to the mobile hospital bed.

Therefore, the pulley rolls under the force, and the moving hospital bed slides away.

But at this very moment, Qin Huai completely let go.

Paji.

Xiao Jibo's feet were still hanging on the mobile hospital bed, while his upper body was in close contact with the ground.

His eyes, which had been tightly closed, suddenly opened, then rolled their eyes back and closed them again.

The two bodyguards gasped in shock.

The butler surnamed Lu convulsed even more violently, his eyes began to roll upwards, and he was almost fainting.

Qin hurriedly put the ventilator on the Lu family housekeeper's face and comforted him, "Don't be nervous, relax, inhale, exhale, inhale, yes, just like that, he's not dead, he's not dead... Xiao Jibo definitely won't die either!"

As he spoke, Qin Huai bent down again and picked Xiao Jibo up.

The butler, surnamed Lu, screamed, "Don't move! Let go!"

Qin Huai had already picked up Xiao Jibo, but his back was not yet fully straight.

Hearing this, he nodded and loosened his grip.

Snapped!

Xiao Jibo landed and remained motionless like a dead pig.

The entire ward was deathly silent.

The steward surnamed Lu finally couldn't recover; his eyes rolled back, and he fainted.

Qin Huai looked at the two bodyguards at the door, his face innocent, and shrugged, saying, "It has nothing to do with me. You heard it, he told me to let go."