Chapter 77: Hospitalization and Care
he secretary's duties as quickly as possible. She then worked until very late before leaving for the day.By the time they got back to the villa, it was already nine o'clock in the evening.The villa wa..."Lu總 has woken up, he woke up in the middle of the night last night," Qiao Mu replied.
When Fu Xiaoyao heard this, she felt a sense of relief, but it was quickly replaced by anxiety.
"What was his reaction then Did he blame me" she asked, clutching the seatbelt tightly, her voice a little shaky.
Qiao Mu chuckled, "How would I know After Lu總 woke up, his emotions were very calm, and he didn't seem to react much."
"Such is life..." Fu Xiaoyao tugged at the corner of her mouth.
Qiao Mu Yu Guang glanced at her, "Madam, are you afraid that Lu Zong will be angry with you"
"Well," Fu Xiaoyao nodded, generously admitting it, "after all, I'm the one who hurt him, so..."
"Rest assured, Lu wouldn't take his anger out on others." Qiao Mu smiled confidently.
Fu Xiaoyao blinked in confusion, "Why"
"Mr. Lu is not that kind of person. I think since he saved you, he must have known what the consequences would be. Just like with Ms. Qi Ya back then, Mr. Lu didn't blame her either!"
"What happened" Fu Xiaoyao raised her delicate eyebrows in suspicion. "What are you talking about"
Joe's expression froze, and he only then realized he had said something he shouldn't have. He stammered with a laugh, "There wasn't anything, madam, you must have misheard."
Fu Xiaoyao narrowed her almond eyes, “I heard you right, didn’t I You just said that when Qi Ya had something happen, Han Chuan didn’t blame her.”
"Is that so Looks like I got it wrong." Qiao Mu pushed his glasses and looked at the road ahead, refusing to speak.
Fu Xiaoyao was helpless against him, her mouth pouted high, feeling quite uncomfortable inside.
She once again heard them mention Lu Hanchuan and Qi Ya's past.
Shao Si Nian is like this, Song Yi is like this, and now there's Qiao Mu. Who knows, maybe someone else will mention it in the future.
When they talked about this, they all had one thing in common: a mysterious air of secrecy, always speaking vaguely and leaving things unsaid. They refused to reveal even a sliver, which drove her curiosity to the brink of madness.
In the silence, the hospital arrived.
Fu Xiaoyao collected her thoughts and got out of the car, following Qiao Mu towards Lu Hankan's ward.
As she reached the door to the ward, she suddenly stopped in her tracks, hesitant to go in. She feared that she would see Lu Hanchuan's accusing eyes and cold expression if she did.
"Madam, why haven't you left yet" Qiao Mu opened the door and, hearing no movement behind him, turned back to see Fu Xiaoyao standing there motionless. He couldn't help but ask.
Fu Xiaoyao nervously bit her lip, "I'm a little scared..."
"What are you afraid of Mr. Lu is your husband. I told you clearly in the car, Mr. Lu won't blame you. Come in with me."
Having said that, Qiao Mu pushed the door open and went in.
Fu Xiaoyao saw that he didn't wait for her, and her heart fluttered. She opened her mouth to call him back, but no matter how she tried, the words wouldn't come out.
Finally, she sighed deeply, steadied herself and went in.
"Hánchuān," Fu Xiǎoyáo softly called out, lowering her head and daring not to look at the man on the hospital bed.
But the man looked over at her, "What is it"
"No, no, let me see you, you... are you alright" Fu Xiaoyao looked up and secretly glanced at him.
He sat on the hospital bed, holding a newspaper in his hand. His face was expressionless, showing neither joy nor anger.
"I'm fine." Lu Hanchuan closed the newspaper and put it aside.
Fu Xiaoyao felt even more guilty, her face filled with apology. "I'm sorry..."
"What did you say" Lu Hanchuan frowned.
Fu Xiaoyao buried her head even lower. "Of course it was yesterday's matter. If I hadn't been saved, you wouldn't have been hurt. I'm really sorry."
"It's not your fault!" Lu Hanchuan said quietly, looking down.
Fu Xiaoyao was taken aback. "You don't blame me"
You're right, Qiao Mu was right!
"There's nothing strange about it, I saved you willingly. It has nothing to do with you. What about you Are you hurt anywhere" Lu Hanchuan asked.
He asked very indifferently, but to Fu Xiaoyao's ears, it was like heavenly music.
She was instantly moved to tears, shaking her head repeatedly, "No, I'm not hurt."
She was held in his arms the whole time, protected. There's no way she could have been hurt!
It was precisely because of this that he got hurt, and she felt so guilty.
"It's fine." Lu Hanchuan raised his chin.
For some reason, hearing that she was fine gave him a sense of relief.
"Hanchuan, should we tell grandpa about your injury" Fu Xiaoyao sat by Lu Hanchuan's bedside, asking cautiously.
Actually, she didn't really want the old man to know.
When the old man finds out, he'll definitely be angry.
Seeing the worry in Fu Xiaoyao's eyes, Lu Hanchuan's eyes darkened, "Don't!"
"Not telling Grandpa" Fu Xiaoyao was a little surprised.
Lu Hanchuan hummed softly, "It's nothing major, there's no need to tell him. Old people can't handle stimulation, that's all."
"But isn't it wrong to hide this from Grandpa" Fu Xiaoyao twisted her fingers.
Although she was secretly happy, she also felt a twinge of guilt.
Lu Hanchuan took a sip of water from the bedside and said, "It's nothing bad. Go back to your hotel."
He started chasing them away.
Fu Xiaoyao said she wouldn't leave, "I'll just stay here and take care of you. Your back isn't feeling well, and I wouldn't feel comfortable going back to the hotel."
"Doubtful" Lu Hanchuan raised an eyebrow.
Fu Xiaoyao nodded. "Well, you got hurt for me. If I didn't do anything for you, I'd be heartless."
"Heh!" Lu Hanchuan scoffed coldly.
It turns out that it was to ease his conscience that she wanted to stay and take care of him.
He still thought she didn't trust him as a person!
Lu Hanchuan's face was cold and his tone wasn't very good either, "Do as you please, stay if you want."
Fu Xiaoyao could hear that he was angry, and for a moment she was at a loss, not knowing what he was angry about.
But he promised her he would stay, and she was already very happy.
"Alright, I'm going back to the hotel to pack some things now. Qiao assistant, could you send me back" Fu Xiaoyao looked at Qiao Mu who was standing by the window like a transparent person.
Jo Mu didn't immediately agree, instead turning his gaze to Lu Hanchuan, seeking his opinion.
Lu Hanzhan nodded slightly, "Go ahead."
"Good." Qiao Mu replied with a smile to Fu Xiaoyao, "Come on, Madam. I'll escort you."
"Thank you." Fu Xiaoyao said gratefully.
By the time we got back to the hotel, it was already noon.
Other employees and executives were having a meal in the lobby. Fu Xiaoyao rushed back to the hospital. Even though her stomach was growling, she had no appetite and went straight back to her room.
"Hey Didn't you go eat, Linn" Fu Xiaoyao came in and saw Yu Lin sitting on the sofa, eating instant noodles while watching foreign comedy shows.
Yu Lin put down her fork and wiped her mouth with a napkin. "I just went to take a look, they were all eating seafood. I'm allergic to seafood, so I bought a bucket of instant noodles downstairs. By the way, how did you come back Didn't you go to Mr. Lu"
"I'm going, and I'll come back to pack some things." Fu Xiaoyao said, and she dragged her suitcase out.
Yu Lin stared blankly, "Packing things Xia Yao, you wouldn't have been fired by President Lu, would you"
"No." Fu Xiaoyao replied with a chuckle.
"You obviously don't believe me," Yu Lin said, "Then why are you packing your things!"
"I'm going to the hospital to look after Mr. Lu, he was injured because of me, I should go and take care of him." Fu Xiaoyao explained.
Yu Lin let out a breath of relief, "That's good. I thought Lu Zong was angry and fired you, which scared me to death."
She patted her chest, then cautiously asked, "Mr. Lu, you're not angry with him"ame back at noon, and when he returned, Fu Xiaoyao was having lunch in the office."Si Nian wants you to go to the hospital this afternoon." he said."What are we going to do" Fu Xiaoyao asked, holding...