He had bodyguards with him.
What if the bodyguard discovers Xu Qiaoyin and reports it to his grandfather...?
He turned around abruptly, strode back to the elevator, and pressed the elevator button repeatedly with his thumb.
The elevator arrived very slowly. When it finally did, the doors opened a crack, and Lu Muchi them open and went in, completely ignoring the surprised looks from others, and pressed the button for Xu Qiaoyin's floor.
Nobody dared to come in.
Lu Muchi took the elevator upstairs alone. The apartment elevator was old, slow, and made strange noises. Lu Muchi became extremely irritable and kept banging on the elevator wall.
A long time passed before the elevator doors opened. He strode out, but slowed down as he approached Xu Qiaoyin's apartment. He clenched his fists several times before finally entering with a stern face.
The door was wide open, and Xu Qiaoyin was still standing there.
Hearing footsteps, Xu Qiaoyin looked over with teary eyes. Their eyes met, and both of them froze on the spot.
Finally, Lu Muchi spoke first. He scanned the room, saw no one, and squeezed out a voice through gritted teeth, "Where's Yan Heqing? Tell him to come out!"
He suddenly sneered, "No wonder you abandoned your husband and children; it turns out you had a lover outside. Was Yan Heqing serving you well—"
Xu Qiaoyin was so angry she had a headache again. "What nonsense are you spouting!"
In fact, after some time, Lu Muchi had calmed down.
It's impossible that Yan Heqing just happened to run into Xu Qiaoyin. He must have heard about her background from Lin Fengzhi, and that's why Yan Heqing went everywhere to help her find Xu Qiaoyin.
Although he was unwilling to admit it, he knew very well that deep down, he missed Xu Qiaoyin terribly.
But the vicious words still kept spilling from Lu Muchi's mouth, "What did I say? I said you and Yan Heqing have a filthy affair! You're really something, at your age, you can still find such a young and beautiful lover. Teach me how..."
The crisp sound of a slap interrupted Lu Muchi. Xu Qiaoyin didn't need to ask to know that it must have been that bastard who was pestering Yan Heqing!
After this commotion, Xu Qiaoyin felt no joy at seeing her son again. Her raised hand trembled violently, and she even vomited blood. She screamed shrilly, "Go! Get out of my house right now!"
After being slapped repeatedly, Lu Muchi up. He roared, "You've never cared about me, so why are you hitting me!"
Xu Qiaoyin's face drained of all color instantly, turning deathly pale. She bit her lip, "I haven't cared about you, but that's no excuse for insulting Xiao Yan. He's a good kid. Take your anger out on me."
Lu Muchi glared at her angrily, then after a while, he guiltily looked away and asked again, "Where is Yan Heqing?"
Xu Qiaoyin remained silent. Lu Muchi took out his phone and immediately dialed Yan Heqing's number, but a mechanical voice prompted him—
"The number you dialed is busy, please try again later..."
*
Yan Heqing saw Lu Muchi exit the elevator in the fire escape before turning around and going downstairs to take the elevator.
Stepping out of the apartment, I noticed that it had started snowing lightly. The sky was dim, and even with the streetlights illuminating the ground, it wasn't very clear.
Yan Heqing walked No. 1 Primary School distance, but his cold hadn't gotten better, and he was very weak. In addition, Lu Muchi had pinched him hard and made it difficult for him to breathe, so he was feeling extremely uncomfortable. He finally couldn't help but find a place to squat down, clutching his chest and trying to vomit, but there was nothing in his stomach, and he couldn't even vomit up bile.
After squatting motionless for a while, Yan Heqing finally grabbed the trash can and stood up.
Things went a little awful, but Lu Muchi's madness was within his plan, even though it was a bit nauseating.
Yan Heqing continued forward, walking slowly, following the road for quite a while, until he reached an intersection where he found a very conspicuous landmark: the only convenience store at the intersection.
The convenience store was across the street. He crossed the zebra crossing but didn't go in.
He walked to the streetlight, not having much strength left. Leaning against the streetlight, he struggled to pull his phone out of his pocket.
He first added Lu Muchi's number, then dragged him into the blacklist, then exited the blacklist. He then added all the contacts in his phone book except Lu Lin to the blacklist.
Then I cleared the call logs and text messages.
After doing all that, he dialed 120.
"Hello, I'm at the intersection of Lingqiao Road, there's a convenience store there..." The voice trailed off.
Yan Heqing looked up at the snowflakes falling one after another from the orange light.
My last conscious thought was of the flashing horn lights.
Yan Heqing closed his eyes only after he felt someone lift him into the ambulance.
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As the Chinese New Year approached, Lu Lin received even more dinner invitations.
There's a business dinner tonight.
" President Lu, please try this six-headed abalone." The hotel owner personally delivered the dish, placing the abalone in sauce in front of Lu Lin.
Everyone else was also chatting around Lu Lin.
At that moment, Lu Lin's pocket vibrated. He put down the knife and fork he had just picked up, took out his phone, and it was a local landline.
When the others heard Lu Lin calling, they immediately fell silent. Lu Lin gestured for them to continue, pulled out a chair, got up, and went to the balcony to answer the phone.
The call connected, and a polite female voice answered.
"Hello, are you Mr. Lu? This is the City No. 2 Hospital."
Lu Lin's brows furrowed slightly. "What is it?"
"Here's the thing, one of our patients is currently in a coma. Your contact information is the only one he has on his phone. Would it be convenient for you to come over now?"
Chapter 38
Lu Lin arrived at the City No. 2 Hospital 45 minutes later.
Through the small glass window of the ward door, Lu Lin confirmed that the person in the hospital bed was Yan Heqing.
"What's wrong?" he asked the doctor.
His voice was calm and even, yet it carried an air of authority, like a professor coming to check on students.
The young doctor instinctively replied, "The patient experienced reflex syncope. It's likely that something unpleasant or upsetting happened, causing an overreaction in the nervous system, resulting in temporary vasodilation and bradycardia, leading to a decrease in cerebral perfusion pressure and arterial pressure..."
Noticing the nurse's questioning look, the young doctor abruptly stopped. He looked somewhat embarrassed as he realized what he'd done. "Simply put, he was traumatized, and he's weak and has a cold. It's nothing serious. He just needs more rest and proper care; young people recover quickly. He also has bruises on his back, probably from hitting something hard. It's not too serious either; he hasn't broken any bones. Don't let him do any heavy work for a while. He can rest now and be discharged when he wakes up."