Gently bite the jasmine

Everyone's expression changed drastically. The old man hurriedly got up, but couldn't catch his breath and fell backward. Fortunately, Duan Yiheng reacted quickly.

"Grandpa." Lin Xi's heart was in turmoil, and her voice was already trembling with tears.

Chen Baiwei was practically carried away by Duan Zheng.

Lin Xi's gaze darted back and forth between the doorway and the old man's face.

The old man grasped Lin Xi's hand: "Grandpa is alright, go and see him."

He turned to Duan Yiheng and said, "You go too."

Duan Yiheng frowned: "I'll stay here with you."

The old man scolded, "Nonsense, he's still your brother."

Duan Yiheng turned and called out, "Sister Mei, immediately have someone take Grandpa to Jinglin Hospital so the doctor can give him a full check-up."

Sister Mei quickly agreed and began making arrangements.

Duan Yiheng grasped Lin Xi's hand, tightened his grip, then loosened it, and said, "Don't worry, I'll take you to the hospital now."

Lin Xi turned to coax the old man, "Grandpa, you go to Jinglin first, I'll come to the hospital to see you after I've seen Mingxuan."

The old man responded in a rough voice.

As soon as Lin Xi left, she called Chen Baiwei to find out which hospital Duan Mingxuan was in.

But Chen Baiwei didn't answer.

She panicked for a moment and asked Duan Yiheng, "What should we do? Aunt Wei didn't answer."

Duan Yiheng said, "Give it to Yu Lang."

"Yes, yes, yes." Lin Xi wanted to punch his own head.

Yu Lang answered quickly, and Lin Xi, impatient, hurriedly asked, "Is Mingxuan with you? Which hospital is he in now?"

After Yu Lang gave the address, Lin Xi immediately said to Duan Yiheng, "Nanzhong Hospital."

Duan Yiheng suddenly increased his speed.

Lin Xi didn't hang up the phone. She subconsciously grabbed the hem of her clothes and squeezed it hard, asking Yu Lang, "Is Mingxuan... alright?"

Yu Lang: "He's fine, but... but Zhang Mo is still in the operating room trying to save him."

Lin Xi was taken aback: "Zhang Mo saved Ming Xuan?"

“I was surprised too.” Yu Lang looked ashamed. “I always thought she was materialistic and vain, but Mingxuan was just playing around with her. Who knew she would actually do it?”

Lin Xi hung up the phone.

Did Zhang Mo save Duan Mingxuan? Lin Xi was filled with complex emotions. After a long silence, only one thought remained: she hoped Zhang Mo was safe.

Upon arriving at the hospital, Lin Xi went straight to the operating room on the sixth floor of the inpatient department.

Duan Mingxuan remained silent, dejected, while Chen Baiwei earnestly advised him, "Mingxuan, are you trying to kill your mother? Go get checked out and see if anything's wrong."

Duan Mingxuan didn't speak, his hands trembling with blood, his shirt stained with dirty blood, clearly terrified.

"Mingxuan," Chen Baiwei called him again.

Duan Mingxuan still did not react.

Lin Xi stopped breathing, her chest heaving violently. She wanted to call Duan Mingxuan's name, but her throat was too sore to speak.

The moment she heard that Duan Mingxuan had been in a car accident, she wondered what if their last meeting would end in a cold war.

Then... Lin Xi dared not think about it.

At this moment, amidst the fear of possibly losing Duan Mingxuan, Lin Xi could only think of the good things about Duan Mingxuan.

A momentary mistake cannot negate all the good deeds.

Looking at Duan Mingxuan, who remained silent, Lin Xi felt a subtle pang of pain in her heart.

How could she easily let go of the boy she liked since she was seventeen?

Lin Xi took two steps forward and called out softly, "Mingxuan?"

Duan Mingxuan's body trembled, and he raised his head in disbelief.

Those eyes suddenly turned red, looking extremely aggrieved.

"Xiao Xi".

"I'm here." Lin Xi smiled at him. "Are you alright?"

Duan Mingxuan stood up and hugged Lin Xi tightly.

"What should we do?" Duan Mingxuan buried his face in her shoulder. "Mo Mo is covered in blood. Her lower back was stabbed by a sharp metal object, and it's all bloody."

Lin Xi tilted her head back to support his weight and patted his back to comfort him: "It's okay, she'll be alright."

Duan Mingxuan hugged her even tighter: "Don't leave me."

Lin Xi quickly replied, "Okay, I won't leave. I'll wait with you."

Chen Baiwei breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Duan Mingxuan finally speak, and she gave Lin Xi a look:

"Have Mingxuan get checked out. Even if there's nothing wrong with his internal organs, his abrasions need to be treated."

Lin Xi responded, patted Duan Mingxuan on the back, and said:

"You're filthy, your wound will get infected. Let me take you to the doctor to get it treated, okay?"

Duan Mingxuan released her and glanced back at the operating room.

Lin Xi continued to coax him, "Your wound is easy to treat, we'll be up in a bit."

Duan Mingxuan finally nodded.

Chen Baiwei happily followed the two.

When Duan Mingxuan saw Duan Yiheng, he suddenly hissed, which made Lin Xi and Chen Baiwei nervously check on him.

Lin Xi and Duan Yiheng passed each other by, Lin Xi not even glancing at Duan Yiheng out of the corner of her eye.

Duan Yiheng turned around and met the gaze of the smug Duan Mingxuan.

Duan Mingxuan's eyes seemed to say, "I won!"

It started to rain when Duan Yiheng left the hospital.

The raindrops on his face carried a slight chill, and a layer of mist kissed his suit jacket shoulder, which he slapped away without hesitation.

Duan Yiheng went to Jinglin Private Hospital.

Upon seeing Sister Mei, he inquired about the old man's condition.

Sister Mei said, "The doctor recommended hospitalization for recuperation. It's still some old problems. As he gets older, his physical functions are declining. The old gentleman hasn't been eating well lately."

Duan Yiheng: "Then stay here for recuperation for now. In addition to Grandpa's suite, book another one for me. I'll stay here after get off work during this period."

"How can that be?" Sister Mei said with concern. "You have to work during the day, and coming here after get off work won't be good for your health."

Duan Yiheng: "There's nothing I can't handle. The doctors take turns making rounds, and the nurses take care of me 24 hours a day. I'm not of much use. At most, I can only say a few words to my grandfather."

Sister Mei relented: "Okay, I'll go home and get you some clothes. Are you staying here tonight?"

Duan Yiheng nodded: "Go ahead."

After Sister Mei left, Duan Yiheng went to the old man's ward.

"Yi Heng?" Upon seeing him, the old man quickly helped himself to sit up. "How is Mingxuan?"

Duan Yiheng: "It's okay, his friend saved him and he's having surgery."

The old man, still shaken, said, "We should thank them properly."

"Ah."

Why do you look unhappy?

Duan Yiheng shook his head: "No, you must be mistaken."

The old man said, "If you don't go to see Mingxuan, your father will definitely have something to say, and then he'll spread it among the board members, which will be detrimental to your position in the group—"

“Grandpa,” Duan Yiheng interrupted him, “that’s not why.”

The old man smiled: "You see, you do have something that's making you unhappy."

Duan Yiheng sighed helplessly, "I'll stay here with you tonight."

The old man smiled and let him be.

After feeding the old man and talking to him for an hour, Duan Yiheng returned to his suite.

Mei packed his clothes. Duan Yiheng had no appetite and didn't eat. After taking a shower, he sat by the window in his bathrobe watching the rain.

It was 11 p.m. when Duan Yiheng was about to go to sleep when his phone vibrated.

He picked up his phone from the bedside table, and when he saw the caller ID, he was clearly taken aback.

Duan Yiheng answered the phone, and the person on the other end pleaded urgently, "Can you come down and get me? They won't let me up."

Duan Yiheng quickly went to the window: "Where are you?"

“I’m downstairs from Jinglin.”

"Wait."

Duan Yiheng forgot that he could simply make a phone call to the security guards to let him through, and went downstairs to change his clothes.

Raindrops swirled and pierced through the hazy mist, and Duan Yiheng saw Lin Xi, who was soaked by the rain.