The white Porsche sped down the road, leaving a trail of cold, indifferent dust behind.
Bai Xiaoyu drove with one hand while steadying Gu Xiaoer, who was on the verge of collapse in the passenger seat. He floored the accelerator, but he was not heading towards Lufeng Villa.
She wanted to go home, yet he couldn't be at ease.
The Central Hospital of Mofeng City.
Carrying Gu Xiaoer in his arms like a princess, Bai Xiaoyu rushed straight to the emergency service desk.
"Where's Shen Minghan? Call him out!"
The two young nurses at the service desk, who were gossiping about Shen Minghan's ancestors, were interrupted by a commanding, aloof voice and frowned in displeasure. As they looked up to see the cold and indifferent man, they were immediately stunned.
Such a handsome man!
His features were delicate, his frame tall and slender. Every inch of him, from head to toe, appeared meticulously groomed, clean, and tidy. Most importantly, his aristocratic aura could not be concealed.
The young nurse gazed fixedly, unable to stop herself from recalling a month ago when a god-like man had burst into the emergency room with a girl, who had only suffered a minor skin wound, flooding them with overwhelming affection.
This handsome guy was no less imposing, less domineering perhaps, but with an added touch of indifference. However, this hardly dampened the fervent admiration of the infatuated girls, their hearts fluttering uncontrollably.
Unfortunately, he was already holding someone in his arms.
What kind of girl could be so lucky... Why do such handsome men never come her way?
"Call Shen Minghan, and bring out the best doctors you have!" Bai Xiaoyu, who found women's first reactions to him ridiculous, commanded, his patience wearing thin.
"Ah?!"
The nurse was startled, the words sounding familiar... Then she remembered—the god-like man had said the same thing, scaring her at the time.
Quickly regaining her composure, she asked, "Sir, what are the symptoms of the young lady right now?"
"Dizziness, vomiting, it's an emergency!" Bai Xiaoyu quickly replied, narrowing his eyes, a dangerous tone overtaking him, "Are you trying to make me kick down Shen Minghan's office door myself?"
The nurse jumped again, fumbling to dial Shen Minghan's number in a panic.
Sob sob sob, are all good-looking men so caring towards their girlfriends? The last one intimidated her like this, and now this one too!
Just what kind of woman do they like?
As she made the call, her gaze inadvertently swept over the girl's partially exposed side profile. The nurse's eyes widened in utter bewilderment—wasn't this the same girl that the handsome deity-like man had carried last time?
...
Outside the emergency room, the corridor was deserted.
Bai Xiaoyu sat alone in silence, the incandescent light casting a serene glow over him. Yet the dampness in his palms betrayed his current state of mind.
He looked at the lit-up sign "Emergency Room", his gaze piercing through the thick door, wondering how that girl was doing inside.
Feeling dejected, he drew his slender fingers to retrieve his phone, dialing the number of a man across the ocean.
It rang for a long while with no answer, and Bai Xiaoyu slowly set the phone on his knee, letting the screen fade from bright to black.
Luoli, I'm sorry. You entrusted her to my care, and yet I've let her end up in the hospital...
After a minute, it felt like half an hour had passed for Bai Xiaoyu before the phone rang again.
He answered.
"I was in a meeting," came a brief, crisp response, the voice deep and weary.
Standing in front of a large floor-to-ceiling window, Han Luoli had one hand in his pocket. The adjacent conference room was still filled with top executives, solemnly waiting for him to sign a massive contract. Taking advantage of a break in the meeting, he returned Bai Xiaoyu's call.
This brother of his hardly ever called him.
"Your wife is in the emergency room."