Other than being with her, when had master ever personally handled such trivial matters?
Fu Nanli was already in so much pain that he couldn't take it anymore, and his breathing became heavier. I still have a meeting to attend to. I'll stop talking.
Qin bei's hand dropped, and his phone fell to the ground. He quickly picked it up, hung up the call, and turned it off.
The car had already arrived at Fu Nanli's private hospital.
In the Central Conservatory of Music's dormitory, Wen Qiao couldn't sit still any longer. She hurriedly grabbed her phone and rushed out. Fu Nanli's voice didn't sound right. He was a hard person to tolerate, and his voice wouldn't be affected by minor injuries at all. Just now, his breathing on the other end of the phone was already in a complete mess. He was restraining himself so much that it made her feel apprehensive.
She called again, but the other party had already hung up.
Wen Qiao hailed a taxi and headed straight to Fu Nanli's private hospital.
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When Li Fang saw Fu Nanli being pushed in with a knife in his chest, he was so scared that his soul almost left his body.
Which audacious person would dare to treat the fu family's Crown Prince like this?
All the best surgeons in the hospital changed into their surgical gowns and followed Li Fang into the operating room.
Fortunately, the knife didn't stab any vital parts. In addition, the blade was short, so it didn't go deep, but he still bled a lot.
After Li Fang administered local anesthesia on Fu Nanli, the surgical lights shone on him. Fu Nanli had his eyes closed, so Li Fang tried to distract him by asking with a smile, " "Who's so ruthless? Don't you want to live?"
Fu Nanli's face was ashen.
"It can't be little Wen, right?"
The only person doctor li could think of was Wen Qiao. Only she would dare to, and only she would be able to hurt young master Fu. Perhaps she had lost her hand when the young couple had an argument? The little girl looked quite fierce.
Fu Nanli's eyes snapped open, and Li Fang received an inhumanely cold glare.
young master, please close your eyes. The surgery scene is a little bloody. Please close your eyes.
This could only be considered a minor operation. Director li personally pulled out the knife, and the blood drew a parabola in the air, gently splashing onto Fu Nanli's cheeks, chin, and neck.
The nurse quickly cleaned the blood on his face with gauze.
Suddenly, Wen Qiao's voice could be heard from outside the door. where's Nan Li? "
Qin bei could not resist and confessed everything in an instant."Young master is in the operating room."
"What's wrong with him? Can you peel an Apple for surgery?"
miss Wen, don't panic. The young master's injuries are indeed not serious. The Lee family said that he was not hurt in any vital areas.
"Vital parts? Where was he injured? How did he get injured? Who did this to him?"
Just a door away, Fu Nanli could hear the anxiety in her voice. hurry up with the surgery.
Li Fang almost fell over. my young master, do you think this is cooking? Don't worry, your bodyguard will explain it to the young lady."
Qin bei's appearance outside was really terrifying. His shirt and hands were covered in blood. When Wen Qiao saw him in this state, she felt a lump in her throat. She didn't dare to think further.
"He was stabbed in the left side of his chest, next to his shoulder."
Wen Qiao,"what? How did this happen?"
"The knife is very short. It can only go in three centimeters at most."
Wen Qiao's face was pale, and her chest had been stabbed by a knife for three centimeters. No wonder she was bleeding so much.
"Who is it?"
"It's miss he, He Yan."
Wen Qiao paced back and forth restlessly. After a long while, the door to the operating room opened. Fu Nanli walked out on his own, supported by a doctor on each side. Wen Qiao strode forward."Director li, push him back to the ward with the bed. He's so injured, how can you let him walk?"