The fingertips trembled and were cold.
Who would want to hurt her or kill her... It seemed to be so obvious that there was no need to think about it.
Just like why her father died in prison, no one said it clearly, but everyone knew it.
She held her phone until the screen went off because she didn't move.
Chi Huan put his phone back into his bag, raised his head and looked sideways at the lights in the emergency room.
That knife was stabbed in the back. If Mrs. Larry’s driver was not also a part-time bodyguard, the knife-wielding gangster would have even wanted to stab him again...
There were hurried and messy footsteps, and then the young girl's anxious voice sounded, "Uncle Qiao, how is my mother... How could she be injured? What happened?"
Chi Huan looked in the direction of the sound.
A man about fifty years old and a girl about her age appeared side by side.
Uncle Qiao is Mrs. Larry's driver. He rescued them and sent Mrs. Larry to the hospital.
"He was stabbed in the back, but it probably didn't hurt his vitals. He's getting first aid. We have to wait."
"How could my mother be stabbed with a knife? Does Lancheng have her enemies?"
Uncle Qiao looked slightly embarrassed. He looked at Chi Huan, who was sitting with his head bowed, "Madam... to save this young lady."
The two looked over at her.
Chi Huan stood up. The nude coat she was wearing and the scarf she originally wore to cover her face were off-white, but they were taken off because they were stained with too much blood.
She didn't wear much makeup, and her usually pretty and plain face looked particularly pale and even a bit dull under her long seaweed-like hair.
But the look she looked at them was very flat, "I'm sorry," her voice was hoarse, with indescribable emotions, or in fact, no emotion at all, "She was injured because she blocked a knife for me."
The father and daughter looked at her and looked at each other.
The man was tall, but a little chubby, with a kind face. He was wearing a suit and seemed to have a good temper. He reached out and patted Chi Huan on the shoulder, sighed, and said in a comforting tone, "Don't be too conceited. I’m sorry…”
The girl probably knew her, "Yes, don't be too sad," she said, then opened her arms and hugged Chi Huan, "Mom, she will be fine, Uncle Qiao said it didn't hit the point... No Something will happen."
Chi Huan's whole body stiffened the moment she picked him up.
She doesn't like physical contact with people, especially people she doesn't know well, not to mention...
After enduring it for a few seconds, she still frowned and took two steps back.
This action was an obvious avoidance, and the girl looked a little embarrassed, "I'm sorry..."
Chi Huan took a deep breath, frowned and said calmly, "Sorry, I'm not used to it."
The girl breathed a sigh of relief, "As long as you hate me," she forced a smile, and finally said, "But... does someone want to kill you? Why? Do you know who it is?"
Chi Huan kept frowning, not quite concealing his indifference, and did not answer.
The two people in front of her... she couldn't say she hated them, or how much they hated them. This was probably the first time they met, and she didn't want to show any hostility... or she no longer had any hostility.
But it is not necessary to say that you like them, or that you are harmonious and affectionate.
The girl didn't seem to mind Chi Huan's coldness, but she could tell that Chi Huan didn't "like" her very much, so she asked carefully, "There's blood on your clothes... Do you want to call your boyfriend and ask her He’s coming to pick you up and give you some clothes by the way.”
Chi Huan looked up at the girl standing in front of her.
He is about the same age as her, maybe a year or two younger, and looks simple and ignorant of the world.
Chi Huan looked away, took two steps back, sat down on the bench behind, and said calmly, "Wait until the doctor comes out."
After waiting for about twenty minutes, the door to the emergency room opened.
Larry and his daughter rushed to greet her, "How is my mother?"
"It's nothing serious. Fortunately, the stabbing was not deep. If you stay in the hospital for a while and wait for the wound to recover, it should be almost fine."
Mrs. Larry was moved to the advanced ward.
Chi Huan followed Larry and his daughter into the ward anyway, and for no other reason than saving her, she naturally wanted to thank him in person.
Mrs. Larry had already woken up, her face still looked a little pale due to excessive blood loss. Without her usual expensive clothes, she was leaning on the elevated pillow, without her aloof desolation.
Chi Huan stood at the end of the bed. The blood on her clothes made her look a little embarrassed, but she stood up straight and looked very calm. "Thank you for saving me. I'm sorry that you were injured."
Mrs. Larry looked at her, and some vague emotions suddenly filled her eyes, which were complicated and trance-like.
She was polite and distant, even with a hint of gratitude, but it was like the gratitude of a stranger.
In her body, the soft and sweet little girl appearance and the unreserved trusting eyes in her memory can no longer be found.
She had rarely seen her in these years, for many reasons, and of course, she didn't dare. At this moment, she suddenly realized that Chi Huan's feelings for her had gone from reluctance, to hatred, to indifference, to now, as polite as a stranger. Alienation.
Chi Huan didn't pay attention to her eyes. He just lowered his eyebrows and said calmly, "Your husband and daughter are with you, so I won't disturb you... Thank you very much for saving me."
After saying that, she turned and walked towards the door.
Just as she was pulling the doorknob, Mrs. Larry called out to her, "Huanhuan."
She turned back, "Is there anything else?"
"Even if you are injured, do you still insist on being with him?"
Chi Huan didn't speak, and his mood didn't fluctuate at all.
Mrs. Larry sighed slightly and said calmly, "Then let him pick you up. Don't go out alone during this period of time... Or do you need me to send someone to take you back?"
"No thanks."
Chi Huan turned around, held the doorknob, opened the door and walked out.
She didn't have any other ideas. She planned to pay the hospitalization fee and then take a taxi home... although their family would definitely not be short of medical expenses.
She stopped walking only a few meters away.
Looking up, a tall man in a black coat stood in front of her. He frowned and looked at the blood on her body. His eyes were as deep as ink, and he asked in a deep voice, "Why don't you call me?"
Chi Huan looked away from him, "I forgot,"
She walked past him and said calmly, "I have to pay hospital fees and hospitalization fees. Will you come with me?"
She walked less than half a meter when the man grabbed her arm and said in a gloomy voice, "Chi Huan."
The strength in his hand was too heavy, and Chi Huan frowned in pain, "What are you doing?"
Seeing his increasingly gloomy expression, she probably knew what he was angry about. She pursed her lips and said, "Pay the money first. I want to go eat. I didn't eat anything at noon and I'm very hungry."