Jin Shaoheng came to the company and searched around the top floor but couldn't find Lu Xining.
When he was about to leave, he suddenly heard faint voices coming from the safe passage and saw Lu Xining sitting on the cold ground making a phone call.
"Sister, I'm fine. I'm just too busy these days. I'll go see you when I have time, okay?"
I don’t know what is being said on the other end. Although her figure looks lonely, her voice is patient and gentle, as if it has a calming power.
The person on the other end of the phone probably never imagined that she was making the call under such circumstances.
As Jin Shaoheng thought this, Lu Xining had already cut off the call. When he turned around and saw him, he was startled: "Why are you here?"
It had been a long time since she called for help, and Lu Xining had already given up hope.
Jin Shaoheng didn't answer. He only glanced at her red and swollen ankle and asked, "Are you injured?"
"It's okay -" Lu Xining replied subconsciously.
But before she could finish her words, Jin Shaoheng bent down and hugged her sideways.
Lu Xining was stunned for a moment, and then he came to his senses and refused: "I can leave by myself."
"I don't have any patience, don't waste each other's time." Jin Shaoheng said indifferently, which meant that she didn't need to be sentimental.
Lu Xining was forced by his power and did not dare to speak anymore. She could only huddle in his arms and not dare to move.
The two of them were so close, and she would have been happy before. But since she found out that Lin Qingyue was pregnant, her mood at the moment was only complicated.
Taking the elevator to the underground parking lot, Jin Shaoheng opened the car door and just put her into the passenger seat.
"Jin Shaoheng, go to hell!" A cruel voice suddenly sounded.
Lu Xining raised his eyes and saw a young man jumping out, a cold light flashing in his hand, and slashing at Jin Shaoheng's back.
Without thinking, she pushed Jin Shaoheng away with all her strength. She lost her balance and fell to the ground.
Although the critical point was avoided, the knife still grazed her arm.
When the man saw that the knife missed Jin Shaoheng, he couldn't help but vent his anger on Lu Xining, who had done something bad. But before he could raise the knife to strike again, Jin Shaoheng raised his leg and kicked him two meters away.
At this time, the patrolling security guards noticed him and stopped him together.
"Jin Shaoheng, I will never let you go even if I'm a ghost!" The man glared at him with hatred, shouting as if he would pounce on him at any time.
Jin Shaoheng ignored him, squatted down and looked at Lu Xining's arm, took a towel to press the bleeding wound. Then he carried her back to the car and then ordered coldly: "Send her to the police station."
Naturally, he said this to the security guard who was escorting the assailant, and then he took Lu Xining to the hospital.
In less than ten minutes, the best surgeon in the hospital came to Lu Xining's ward.
But she covered her wound and refused to cooperate: "I want Meng Wanyang to help me."
"Lu Xining!" Jin Shaoheng saw that the towel she was pressing on the wound was dyed red with blood, and it was difficult to understand her current request.
Could it be that she wanted to do it just because she saved herself once?
"I……"
Lu Xining didn't know how to explain it for a moment, but he didn't want him to know about her pregnancy. Fortunately, Meng Wanyang opened the door and came in in time.
"Wanyang." Lu Xining seemed to have seen a life-saving straw.
Meng Wanyang quickly crossed the crowd and came to Lu Xining. She looked at her wound first and then took action.
Seeing Lu Xining's obedient cooperation, Jin Shaoheng had no choice but to acquiesce.
After Meng Wanyang briefly stopped the bleeding, she said solemnly: "I need stitches."
Lu Xining nodded, she was ready.
"Is it okay without anesthesia?" Meng Wanyang asked again.
Because using anesthetics may be harmful to the fetus.
Lu Xining understood what she meant, which was why she insisted on letting Meng Wanyang help her. Although she was a little hesitant, she nodded quickly.
Meng Wanyang couldn't bear to see this and reminded: "It will be very painful."
"Why not use anesthetic?" Jin Shaoheng asked, frowning.
Meng Wanyang's hand was grabbed by Lu Xining calmly. Although she said nothing, Meng Wanyang, as a good friend, knew that she wanted to hide the pregnancy for her.
So Meng Wanyang explained: "Xining is allergic to many medicines."
With this explanation, it would be reasonable to avoid some medicines later.
Jin Shaoheng was surprised. But Lu Xining, whom he had never cared about, naturally didn't know.
Meng Wanyang turned her head and asked someone to prepare the sewing tools.
Jin Shaoheng's cell phone rang. He looked at the caller ID and pressed the answer button to go out. When he came back, Meng Wanyang had already started suturing Lu Xining.
"Do you know it hurts? Why were you so impulsive to save him?" Meng Wanyang asked, with some resentment towards Jin Shaoheng in his tone.
Because in her heart, Jin Shaoheng was not worthy of Lu Xining treating her like this.
"You don't have time to think so much." Lu Xining smiled softly, feeling sad and helpless.
How should I put it? It's not because of love. So I would rather get hurt myself than let him get hurt a little bit.
The conversation happened to fall into Jin Shaoheng's ears. He looked at the lonely Lu Xining and felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.
"Bite tighter."
In the ward, Lu Xining couldn't stand the pain anymore, so Meng Wanyang put a folded towel to her mouth.
Lu Xining bit down tightly, but the feeling of the needle penetrating the flesh was too painful, and a thin layer of sweat soon broke out on his forehead.
Jin Shaoheng saw that she was obviously scared and in pain, but he didn't shout or hide. He suddenly walked in and pressed her head directly into his arms with his big palm.
The smell of tobacco from the man penetrated his nose, and when mixed with the warm body temperature, Lu Xining was stunned.
"You won't be scared if you can't see it." Jin Shaoheng's slightly stiff voice came from above.
Is he trying to comfort himself?
Lu Xining thought uncertainly. Although it felt a bit strange, he did not refuse and quietly held it into the corner of his clothes.
After a few long minutes, Meng Wanyang finally sutured her wound, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Meng Wanyang gave her an intravenous drip and warned her before leaving: "The patient's wound is infected and he may have a fever at night." After speaking, he looked at Jin Shaoheng and added: "Please leave someone to stay with you in bed."
She shouldn't want Jin Shaoheng to accompany her in bed, right? Then she's really overthinking it.
Lu Xining complained secretly, but he didn't expect Jin Shaoheng to actually pull up a chair and sit down.
But he was like an iceberg, and the two of them were so close, which made her feel oppressed.
Lu Xining took a breath quietly. In order to liven up the atmosphere, she had to find something to say, otherwise she suspected that she would be suffocated to death.
"That person...why did he attack you?" Normal people would be concerned about this question.
"The senior executive of the company was fired by me this afternoon because he didn't do things right." Jin Shaoheng said indifferently, as if there was nothing he could care about.
"Then have you ever understood why he didn't do it well?" Lu Xining asked.
Jin's salary is notoriously high, and he has been able to reach a senior executive position for at least five or six years.
A person with a high degree of education and some financial savings would never do such an extreme thing easily, because he knows the consequences.
Jin Shaoheng didn't answer, but just looked at her, as if he was asking why he wanted to understand?
He is indeed ruthless.
Lu Xining sighed, feeling guilty again, so she avoided his eyes, glanced away, and said, "I just think you are a bit too inhumane."
"Are you teaching me how to do things?" Jin Shaoheng asked.
Lu Xining: "..."
Don't dare!
Lu Xining simply shut up, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.
Jin Shaoheng stared at her for a while, and seemed to have really fallen asleep. For a rare act of kindness, he stepped forward to help her tuck the quilt.
Lu Xining, who was half asleep, didn't know if it was because he was frightened just now, but he suddenly woke up, and his lips happened to brush against his face...