Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
“No, that stubborn girl went home on her own. What’s up?” He felt strange that Mu Jinchen asked about her.
Speaking of Su Ran, Jun Xiang felt frustrated. He was obviously much older yet she would always eat him alive.
“Let her know that her best friend had just been admitted to the People’s Hospital.”
“Who?” Jun Xiang did not make the connection in an instant. How did Mu Jinchen know his little wild cat’s best friend?
“Jing Wushuang.”
“Huh? Jing Wushuang? How would you know? Hey, hey. Old Bai. Give me back my phone—”
“Wushuang has been hospitalized? Where? What happened?”
Hearing Tang Mubai’s voice, Mu Jinchen suddenly realized that he had made a mistake the moment he called. The glint in his eyes grew dull. His long fingers rubbed against his forehead as it started to ache. “The People’s Hospital. I almost hit her with my car a while ago.”
“I’m on my way!”
“Old Bai. Old Bai. Bro! What’s the matter? Why did Old Bai rush off? Hey, did you mean Wushuang, his ex?”
“Just tell your little wild cat to drop by.”
Mu Jinchen hung up and effectively ended the call. He thought that he should enter the hospital. He did not think Tang Mubai would be there with Jun Xiang; this was not the outcome he expected.
Qidong stared as the young master pinched the bridge of his nose, the look of annoyance haunted his face.
He knew that Young Master was a decisive person. It was very rare that he had a thwarted expression on his face.
“Young Master—”
“Return to the old manor,” he interrupted Qidong and closed his eyes right after.
“Call the director,” he added, “arrange for the best room. I’ll bear all the expenses.”
“He has been informed, and knows how to proceed.” Qidong was the one that personally arranged for it. Even without mentioning it, Director Xiao knew what to do.
Mu Jinchen nodded calmly and remained silent. His tightly wrinkled brow, however, was proof that he was indeed not as calm as he was on the surface.
Wushuang was wheeled into the VIP ward. Concurrently, the best orthopedic surgeon arrived.
The lineup consisted of the hospital director, doctors, and several nurses. This scene was quite over the top.
“Doctor, I probably just sprained my ankle and, um…my arm may be injured too. There’s no need for all this.”
Director Xiao was a middle-aged man in his fifties. He smiled amiably and looked benevolently at Wushuang. “Assistant Chen has told me your general condition. That man had personally sent you here. We dared not be negligent. Little Liu, please do a thorough examination and treat it accordingly.”
The doctor known as Little Liu nodded and proceeded to examine Wushuang.
A moment later, Dr. Liu revealed, “It’s twisted quite severely; the ankle is dislocated. We’ll need to apply some Chinese medication for a couple of days after fixing, then it should be fine. If Miss isn’t too busy, it’d be best to stay here for a couple of days. It’d be more convenient to change the dressing and to facilitate the massages. It’ll recover much quicker. Your arms are fine as there’s only slight bruising. Just apply some ointment and you’re good.”
“Alright, how do I proceed with the admission process?” Wushuang thought that she was in no condition to return to her apartment or her family home. At least there were people to monitor her here.
“There’s no need. Assistant Chen has already made all the arrangements. Rest assured, Miss Jing.”
Wushuang frowned; Assistant Chen should be the person that drove them here. She saw him speaking to the director.