Chapter 907
Mr. President Dotes On His Wife Crazily
907 In the end, heâs still young
âWhat? Lan Xiao hasnât woken up yet? Was she seriously injured? What kind of injury did she get?â
Brother Jiangâs voice trembled at the series of questions.
No one knew how uneasy he was.
Ye Meng looked at brother Jiangâs nervous expression and winked at Bai Fuxin.
This beautiful doctor, please donât provoke brother Jiang.
Brother Jiang was in a state of extreme anger. If she was blind and said something to anger brother Jiang, no one could save her.
Bai Fuxin ignored ye Mengâs warning. She was undoubtedly smart.
Based on how much this man cared about Lan Xiao, she could roughly guess that this man was probably Wen Muchuâs love rival.
Since she had already decided to let go of Wen Muchu, she would help him and Lan Xiao.
Naturally, she was on Wen Muchuâs side. As for his love rival, she naturally had to help him deal with it, right?
Therefore, Bai Fuxin smiled and replied,âSir, you donât have to worry too much.â Miss LAN was out of danger now. She had lost too much blood, so she had not woken up yet. If he let her sleep for one night, she would probably wake up tomorrow. If you donât have anything to do, I suggest that you donât disturb miss Lanâs good Qianqian.â
Ye Mengâs heart sank and he knew this was bad.
Brother Jiang didnât come here just to hear about this news. He wanted to see Lan Xiao.
And now, this beautiful doctor was asking brother Jiang to go back?
Brother Jiang had not achieved his goal, so how could he agree?n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Sure enough, the next second, ye Meng heard brother Jiang say, â
âI have something important to see her about. Today, even if you donât let me see him, I have to see him. Do you think that you can stop me with just a few words?â
Bai Fuxinâs expression changed, and she gasped.
This manâs aura was really strong. Every word he said was like a bolt of lightning that suddenly rushed into her ears.
His voice was so loud that it hurt her eardrums.
âSir, you might have misunderstood what I meant, Yingluo.â
Brother Jiang didnât want to talk to her anymore. He walked past her and kicked ye Meng, asking him to lead the way.
Ye Meng rubbed his sore butt and ran to Lan Xiaoâs ward.
Without knocking, brother Jiang pushed the door open and entered.
Bai Fuxinâs face turned extremely unsightly. She only felt that this man was so arrogant, so rude, and so overbearing.
She quickly followed him.
However, everyone was guarding the door. Even the person called ye Meng did not enter.
She had thought that with that manâs overbearing character, he would definitely fight with Wen Muchu if he went in.
Not only Bai Fuxin, but ye Meng also thought so.
However, the scene in the room made their jaws drop.
Bai Fuxin stood at the door, watching the violent man who had stepped into the ward. In the next second, she became a little cautious.
He walked carefully and slowly.
With every step he took, his movements were like slow motion in movies. Almost every scene was interpreted in seconds.
Brother Jiang carefully walked to the bed.
He frowned and stared at Lan Xiaoâs pale face with a dark expression.
He stood there, silently staring at that quiet sleeping face for a long time.
Until Wen Muchuâs voice was heard.
âHave you seen enough?â
Brother Jiang then shifted his gaze from Lan Xiaoâs face to Wen Muchu.
His eyes flashed with a trace of gloominess as he gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, â âIs this how you protect her Yingluo?â
After Wen Muchu had completed his mission and returned to Ling city, he had chased away all of his men.
Brother Jiang wanted to plant someone by Lan Xiaoâs side, but he couldnât.
People from the presidential palace were indeed different.
At that time, he was even upset about this for a period of time.
However, he did not expect that Wen Muchuâs impenetrable defense would actually protect his people.
To the point that even the people from Lou Yu city had neglected it?
Lou Yucheng was indeed the main culprit behind Lan Xiaoâs accident, but did he, Wen Muchu, not have any responsibility?
He Yingluo was still young after all.
When dealing with problems, she wasnât as calm and composed as him.
Look, this was enough to make Lan Xiao suffer.
If he was Lan Xiaoâs boyfriend, he would definitely protect her, to the point that not even a fly could fly to Lan Xiaoâs side.
Brother Jiangâs eyes could not help but flash with a trace of ridicule.
Wen Muchu clenched his fist and placed Lan Xiaoâs hand back into the blanket.
Then, he slowly got up and looked at brother Jiang.
âLetâs go out and talk about Yingluo.â
Brother Jiang raised his brows slightly. He did not expect Wen Muchu to be so calm in the face of his provocation.
He nodded and looked at Lan Xiao one last time, reluctant to part with him. Then, he turned around and left first.
Bai Fuxin stood at the door, watching the two of them come out of the ward.
The two of them were relatively calm and did not make any noise in the ward.
From this, she could tell that these two men really put Lan Xiao in their hearts. Because they didnât want to disturb her rest, they had to endure their temper and chose to be silent for the time being.
Bai Fuxin couldnât help but envy Lan Xiao ...
Brother Jiang and Wen Muchu came to the window in the corridor.
Brother Jiangâs suppressed anger was released bit by bit at this moment.
He clenched his fist and wanted to punch Wen Muchu first.
However, he changed his mind when he saw the wound on Wen Muchuâs back.
âWhat is going on? I donât see any big wounds on Lan Xiaoâs body. How did Yingluo lose so much blood that she went into shock?â Brother Jiang pursed his thin lips and asked in a deep voice, annoyed.
Wen Muchu didnât answer brother Jiangâs question, but asked him instead, â âDo you have a cigarette?â
He hadnât smoked in a long time.
Brother Jiang was slightly stunned. He did not expect Wen Muchu to ask him this question at this time.
He snorted coldly and finally took out a cigarette and handed one to Wen Muchu.
âDo you have a fire?â Wen Muchu asked as he took it.
Brother Jiang was a little annoyed. He snorted again but still took out a lighter.
Wen Muchu took the lighter and lit up the cigarette.
He took a deep breath, and for some reason, he coughed a few times.
Perhaps he had not smoked for a long time and felt out of touch with it.
Now that he was smoking again, he actually felt that this cigarette was really dull.
Wen Muchu took a few puffs before he snuffed out the cigarette and threw it out of the window.
âBrother Jiang, I canât explain to you the strange thing about Lan Xiao and my injuries. Perhaps Lan Xiao knows the answer, but she might not tell us. So, can I ask you not to search for the answer in this?â
Brother Jiangâs eyes flickered. He didnât quite understand what he meant.
âWhat do you know?â
Wen Muchu shook his head and laughed in a low voice. His voice was slightly hoarse.
âI donât know anything.â
The two of them fell into silence again.
After a long time, Wen Muchu and brother Jiang looked at each other.
âI know that you must have sent people to look for traces of louyu city. Yingluo, I thank you on behalf of Lan Xiao. However, this matter doesnât have much to do with you, so you shouldnât interfere, Yingluo.â