Chapter 42: Hospitalized

It was only then that Mu Yuchen noticed that the black top hidden underneath her black windbreaker was completely soaked in blood and that she was terrifyingly pale. The wound on her left shoulder was very deep and it was still bleeding.

Mu Yuchen's gaze instantly darkened. A mix of emotions flashed in his eyes. There was gloominess, a sense of loss, and a faint hint of sympathy. Finally, he pulled her into his arms and carried her up.

"Master! What's wrong with Director Xi? How did she get hurt?"

At this moment, Ah Mo had a feeling that things were odd, so he retreated and witnessed Xi Xiaye falling. Caught in shock, he recalled noticing that she seemed very pale earlier.

Mu Yuchen lifted Xi Xiaye and walked right up to the car ahead. His deep voice was clearly tinted with some distress. "Immediately drive to Hospital T, and at the same time, check on what happened tonight."

Ah Mo ran to open the car door as he hastily answered, "Yes, Master!"

...

The car revved very quickly, speeding all the way to Hospital T.

"Master, do we have to call Li Si over and send Elder Xi's present over?"

At the driver's seat, Ah Mo carefully looked at his master in the back seat through the rearview mirror. When he saw the Master seeming a little pensive, he immediately regretted asking that.

Mu Yuchen held onto Xi Xiaye's wound with one hand while he casually took a blanket from the side to cover her with it, he said calmly, "No need, let him check on what happened tonight."

"Yes, Master!"

...

In a certain upgraded ward in Hospital T.

"Why's the wound so deep? I'm afraid that it'll leave a scar. In fact, there are traces of drugs that could temporarily make a person lose their consciousness. Such a drug is also commonly known as knockout drops. What happened to you guys?"

The middle-aged doctor stood in front of the sick bed in his pristine white coat and studied the medical record while saying this all professionally.

Knockout drops?

Mu Yuchen instantly frowned and a cold light flashed in his eyes. He shot Ah Mo a look and the latter nodded very carefully.

She had probably met some incident in West Park earlier.

However, recalling Director Xi's dazed and absent-minded manner, she must have had a negative encounter. When he saw the Master's complicated gaze, Ah Mo did not dare to ask further.

Mu Yuchen turned to look at Xi Xiaye who was as white as a sheet on the sick bed. When he saw her brows furrowed almost into a knot, he then asked in a lowered tone, "How's she right now?"

"The blade sliced through her shoulder. I'm afraid it won't heal very quickly. As for the knockout drops, don't worry. She'll be fine once she wakes up. The wound has already been handled and bandaged. After this, she just needs to change the dressing on time and be careful not to let it be in contact with water, and it should be just fine. However, for safety purposes, I recommend that you let her stay hospitalized for another day or two. Wait till the wound is stabilized before she's discharged."

He could see that this person before him was someone extraordinary, so the doctor started to speak more courteously too.

Mu Yuchen nodded as his gaze slowly moved away from Xi Xiaye.

"You guys go out and handle the hospitalization procedures first. Get the medication from the pharmacy, and when she wakes up, immediately let her take the medicine."

The doctor handed over a list to Mu Yuchen. When Ah Mo saw it, he quickly took it. "Just leave that to me, doctor. When will our Director Xi be able to wake up?"

"She'll be up in a bit. She's probably usually overworked. In fact, she has a minor gastric problem. Her health is in a poor condition and if she still doesn't rest and take care of herself, sooner or later she'll topple. Sigh, you young people really go all out with work. When you get older, you'll suffer!"

The doctor sighed and frowned at Xi Xiaye on the bed. Then, he turned to the IV tube at the side. When he saw Mu Yuchen rooted there, he could not help but say again, "You'd better not treat this lightly. She's your wife, isn't she? She can't go on like this in the long term. She's already so thin!"

"Doctor, Director Xi..."

Ah Mo wanted to explain, yet he did not expect his Master to already reply, "I will be more aware of that."

The doctor nodded, appeased. "Well, if there's nothing else, we'll go out first. If you need anything, just press the bell. Right, when she wakes up, it's best to cook some light porridge for her to eat first. That knockout drop was quite strong and she'll probably be dizzy for a short while when she wakes up, but it's not much of an issue."

The doctor then retreated after leaving his advice.

Ah Mo glanced at Xi Xiaye on the sick bed and said, "Master, I'll go handle the hospitalization procedures then!"

Mu Yuchen did not respond. Without a squeak, Ah Mo just quietly left.

The sky was already dark outside and the lighting in the ward was dim too. The pale yellow light from the bedhead shone onto her face and seemed a little hazy. She did not sleep calmly as her brows remained in a knot. He looked at the hands by her sides kept tightly into fists. Her fair and thin wrists were tensed up like she was struggling in some nightmare...

Then, he saw that at the corner of her eye was a huge teardrop that flowed down her temples and onto the pillow. Soon, the white pillow was soaked with moisture.

It was quite hard to imagine that someone who looked as strong as her would actually...

He quietly watched her and fell silent for quite a while. A mix of emotions flashed across his profound eyes. After some thought, he finally bent down slightly to wipe the moisture at the corner of her eyes. He helped her fix her blanket and checked the IV tube. When he looked away, he saw that she seemed to be shivering from the cold, so he took off his coat and put it over her blanket.

"Sleep well. Tomorrow when you wake up, it'll be a new beginning. You must believe in yourself, Xi Xiaye..."

After he did all of this, he switched off the lights at the bed head and walked over to the French windows. Taking his phone out of his pocket, he then made a call.