When Xia Jinghao saw Song Yuyan leaving Xia Group, he retracted his gaze, turned around and walked into the company lobby. Thinking of something, his fox eyes flashed, and he raised his wrist to check the time. It was six fifty. After thinking for a while, he decided to go to the hot pot restaurant he had been to before to see Xia Rounuan. He strode forward with his long legs, got on the president's elevator, and reached out to press the top floor button.
While dealing with some contract plans in the president's office, Xia Jinghao thought about Nan Zeyu's intention to kill his sister. Did his sister have any deep hatred with him? Why did he want to kill her? Xia Jinghao's cold fox eyes narrowed tightly, his face was cold, his lower lip was tightly pursed, and his thick eyebrows were tightly knitted.
He rubbed his eyebrows irritably, then Xia Jinghao picked up the cigarette box on the desk, took out a cigarette, picked up the ice-blue lighter, lit it, and lightly twisted the cigarette between his left index finger and right fingertips. His charming face was full of confusion. He put the cigarette to his lips, took a deep breath, then tilted his head back and slowly exhaled smoke rings.
Picking up the lighter with his left hand and playing with it, Xia Jinghao's slender fox eyes were as cold as sharp blades, and the thin and upturned eye corners were drooped. He took another puff of cigarette, frowned and twisted his eyes. This was still not right. Nan Zeyu had no reason to kill his sister. He held the half-smoked cigarette in the corner of his lips, let go of the lighter with his left hand, threw it aside, and picked up the mobile phone in the ashtray.
He dialed the cell phone number of his assistant Chi Che, who quickly answered the call. Xia Jinghao's petals moved slightly, and he said in a cold voice: Chi Che, help me check the itinerary of Nan Zeyu of Nan Group in recent days, and tell me everything. Call me before twelve o'clock tonight, okay.
Xia Jinghao hung up the phone, put down his phone, extinguished the cigarette, rolled it into a ball, and then threw it into the ashtray and continued to work. Time soon came to 7:30 in the evening. Xia Jinghao looked up and turned to look out the floor-to-ceiling window. It was getting dark outside. He stood up from his office chair and picked up the suit jacket on the desk.
When they got out of the gate of Xia Group, it was already dark. Xia Jinghao opened the car door and got in. He started the Maybach, turned on the front lights, steered the car steadily with both hands, backed the car up, stepped on the accelerator, and the Maybach quickly flew away from the intersection of the company.
On the way to Haoyilai Hotpot Restaurant, Xia Jinghao wanted to call Shen Jiayi, but he frowned, his brows were cold, she would definitely ask him where he was? Are you coming to the apartment to find me? What time did you come back? Xia Jinghao had a headache. He was worried about his sister. The fingertips of his hands holding the steering wheel turned white, the veins on his fists were bulging, and the blood vessels were clear.
Xia Jinghao suddenly increased the speed of the car and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom. The jet-black Maybach was driving on the Third Ring Road of Ancheng as fast as a speeding racing car. The Maybach slowly entered Ruyi Road, crossed the covered bridge, drove to the ancient city district, and came to the vicinity of Huanshi Road.
He glanced around with his sharp fox eyes and saw that the restaurant opposite the intersection on the left was the Haoyilai Hotpot Restaurant. Xia Jinghao turned the steering wheel and drove to the right intersection into Huanshi Road. There was a large shopping center around it, with small companies in the commercial center. There was a big red hotpot restaurant opposite the intersection.
The Maybach stopped in front of the hot pot restaurant. He turned his head and looked over. Xia Jinghao lowered the car window and his fox eyes narrowed. Yes, it was this hot pot restaurant. Xia Jinghao held the engine and turned the steering wheel with one hand, driving to the parking space in front of the hot pot restaurant. After the Maybach was parked, he released the engine, opened the door, and got out of the car with long legs.
Today, Xia Jinghao was wearing a blue and black suit and leather shoes set, a dark blue handmade jacket with gold edges, paired with blue and black slim-fit suit pants, crocodile leather men's lacquered shoes, and a split-dial crystal watch on his wrist with tiny sparkling crystals on it.
He walked into the Haoyilai hotpot restaurant. Xia Jinghao entered the hotpot restaurant. His cold fox eyes scanned the surroundings fiercely. He didn't see Xia Rounuan, so he walked in. The hotpot restaurant was downstairs, very noisy, and there was a strong smell of sour and spicy hotpot floating in the air.
He frowned and wrinkled his nose. He really didn't like hot pot restaurants. He and Shen Jiayi rarely went to hot pot restaurants to eat hot pot. Xia Jinghao looked unhappy. He took a few steps forward and looked around coldly. Could it be that his sister didn't come to work today?
Xia Jinghao looked upstairs from the side, wondering if it was on the second floor. He turned around and walked upstairs. When he reached the second floor, at the aisle, Xia Jinghao saw the employees of the hot pot restaurant busy at work, carrying the boiling hot pot and walking up to the third floor. Could there be a third floor? He turned around and looked up.
Xia Jinghao walked into the second floor. There were five seats for three and four people for hot pot. He glanced around and his handsome face suddenly darkened. His breath held. He still didn't see Xia Rounuan. Did she not go to work today? He was not here to eat hot pot.
Frowning, Xia Jinghao walked around the hot pot seats in five directions, but didn't see his sister. His face looked very bad. Suddenly, his brown fox eyes looked towards the workbench on the side and saw Xia Rounuan standing there with her head down. Since she was busy, he would go downstairs to wait.
Xia Jinghao went downstairs and found a single hot pot seat at random. As soon as he sat down, a waiter walked up to him quickly, bent over, nodded to him and said, "Sir, do you need any service? Or what kind of hot pot do you want to eat, or what kind of hot pot set do you want?"
As he spoke, the waiter took out a set of books from behind him and placed it on the hot pot table. Xia Jinghao's face had turned completely black. He said nothing, with a seductive look on his face. The waitress was stunned, half bent over, not daring to speak.
After a moment, Xia Jinghao moved his petal lips and said lightly: No need, just give me a cup of iced rose hip tea. Xia Jinghao said this in a cold and solemn tone, which frightened the waitress. She raised her head, nodded quickly and lowered her eyebrows and said: Okay, okay, I got it, sir, please wait a moment.
After a while, the waiter came over with a tray, put the iced rosehip tea on the hot pot table, bent down and nodded, saying: "Sir, this is the iced rosehip tea you ordered, please enjoy it slowly." Xia Jinghao glanced at the waitress coldly and nodded, and the waitress ran away in fear.
Xia Jinghao turned his head and looked at the rows of windows at the entrance of the hot pot restaurant. It was already dark outside. He took the iced rosehip tea and drank a few sips. Then, he pushed it open and placed his phone on the hot pot table.
Around nine o'clock in the evening, Chi Che called Xia Jinghao. He picked up the phone, swiped it to answer it, and Chi Che's voice came from the phone, saying seriously: Mr. Xia, I have found out everything. The president of Nan's Group went to Jinyang Bay Hotel in the afternoons these few days to meet a man named Leng Qing. In addition, Mr. Xia.
Xia Jinghao narrowed his fox eyes deeply, his brown fox eyes were as sharp as blades. He narrowed his brown eyes and said lightly: Okay, I know. I'm outside now, it's not convenient. Wait until I get back and tell me, Chi Che.
Chi Che was slightly stunned, then he whispered softly: "It's okay, President Xia, I understand." He hung up the phone, threw it on the hot pot table, turned his head and looked at the stairs. No matter what he said today, he would take his sister home. He didn't intend to ask the reason, and took her back to Xia's house first.
Xia Jinghao waited and waited, and became a little annoyed. His face darkened with displeasure. Xia Jinghao frowned tightly, opened WeChat on his phone, found Shen Jiayi's WeChat, and typed in the chat box: Wife, I came back to Ancheng last night, and now I'm doing something outside. Are you off work? He smiled like an innocent big boy, with his fox eyes curved and raised.
After typing, Xia Jinghao sent the WeChat message with a faint smile on his lips. After sending the WeChat message, it seemed like a stone fell into the sea. There was no response for a long time. He sent a few more messages, "Wife, you haven't got off work yet, you have a late shift tonight, right?" Then, he pressed the send button.
Xia Jinghao sent another message, "Wife, I miss you so much and want to hug you. Did you receive the black card? It's given to you by your husband. You're welcome. You can buy anything you want. It's worth three hundred million." He also attached a cute emoticon package and sent it over.
There were three WeChat messages in total, and Xia Jinghao sent them all. He stared at the chat box with his fox eyes without blinking. He picked up the rosehip tea and took a few sips, with a faint smile on his petal lips.
As a result, it was almost ten o'clock in the evening, and WeChat didn't even ring. His handsome face sank and his fox eyes dimmed. Did he have a night shift tonight? She still hadn't replied to my WeChat at this time. Xia Jinghao took out his mobile phone and dialed her number again, but no one answered. He made a few more WeChat video calls, and it showed that she had been rejected. He was stunned and silent for a moment. Xia Jinghao was like a deflated ball, and his heart was depressed.
Ankang Hospital Emergency Center Building-
Shen Jiayi and Li Cheyan were performing CPR on several patients suffering from gas poisoning. Head Nurse Su, Li Cheyan, Dean Xu and Doctor Yan were all performing emergency rescue. A serious gas poisoning occurred in a high-end residential building. When the security guards in the community sent them to Ankang Hospital, several elderly people, two or three children, and several middle-aged women were all dying.
Shen Jiayi was wearing a holy white coat. After rescuing the patients in one bed, she went to rescue the next one. She was sweating profusely and her face was pale. She didn't dare to rest for a moment. These were all residents of the community who were poisoned by gas. She was the best gold medal chief doctor of Ankang Hospital.
By the time she reached the tenth bed, Shen Jiayi was almost exhausted. Her face was getting paler and paler, and her breathing was having difficulty. It was extremely hot today, over 37 degrees Celsius. The emergency center hadn't turned on the air conditioner yet, so they were using a cold air fan, which made it even hotter. She opened her eyes wide, half bent over, picked up the pacemaker, and pressed hard on the heart of this five-year-old boy. She picked up the pacemaker with both hands and pressed with great force.
Half an hour later, the five-year-old boy finally breathed again and his eyebrows moved. Shen Jiayi breathed a sigh of relief. She was about to stand up, but her head became dizzy and she fainted on the ground. All the doctors, the head nurse, and the dean ran to Shen Jiayi and helped her up. Li Cheyan pushed everyone away, picked her up, ran out of the emergency room, and ran to the infusion room.
Her cell phone kept vibrating. The phone was in her pocket on silent mode. Li Cheyan put Shen Jiayi on the bed in the infusion room. He hurriedly wiped the sweat off her face and unbuttoned half of her clothes to let her breathe easier. The doctor from the infusion room came in and Li Cheyan walked into a room in the infusion room.
When he came out, he was holding an infusion bottle, a nutrient needle and glucose. Then, Li Cheyan rubbed alcohol on the back of her hand, did a skin test, and took a picture of her blood vessels. After wiping with alcohol, he threw the cotton swab into the trash can at his feet. Then, he aimed the needle at the blood vessel, gently inserted it, and put a tourniquet on the needle. He frowned with heartache and looked at Shen Jiayi, whose face was cold and pale.
Her rosy lips turned pale. She always tried her best. He was stunned standing by and watching. Shen Jiayi ran very fast without even taking a breath. After rescuing one patient, she rescued the next one. Li Cheyan frowned and murmured: "Sister Jiayi, you have to take care of yourself no matter what. You look so pale. You are such a naughty sister."
He pouted his thin lips slightly, his brows were tightly furrowed. Because he liked her, he was worried about her. However, he couldn't tell her that he liked her. He knew that she already had a boyfriend. Li Cheyan's eyes dimmed for a moment, and he smiled sadly.
You can't say the love to the person you like and can only watch silently. Li Cheyan was very uncomfortable. When he saw Shen Jiayi fainting on the ground, his heart tightened, as if a pair of hands were tightly strangling his heart, so tight that it was painful and difficult for him to breathe. Li Cheyan also knew that with his action just now, almost half of the people in Ankang Hospital knew his feelings for Shen Jiayi.
Suddenly, Shen Jiayi's red lips moved on the bed, and she murmured softly: "Water, I want water, I'm so thirsty." She turned her head slightly, and Li Cheyan bent over to look at her. His bright eyes glanced around, and when he saw the tea room, he walked over with long legs and brought her a glass of light salt water. He carefully supported her head.
He poured the salt water in the transparent cup into her mouth. Shen Jiayi's red lips slowly opened. Her throat rolled and she drank the salt water. Shen Jiayi fell asleep quietly again. Li Cheyan looked at her and felt very uncomfortable. He could only take care of her for a short time. Maybe he showed up too late. His starry eyes were dim and his gaze was empty.