Chapter 554
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Her mind was very clear, and she could clearly feel her strength gradually draining away. Even her consciousness was getting weaker and weaker. A sliver of panic surfaced in her heart, and there was only one thought left in her mind, which was to send the unfinished message to Lu Jinnian.
She thought that this might be the last time she would ever speak to him.
Qiao Anhao struggled to raise her hand, wanting to grab the phone beside her, but the moment her fingers moved, a bone-piercing pain erupted from every part of her body. She endured the pain, and with a lot of strength, she finally managed to grab the phone, but she couldn't even muster the strength to lift it. In the end, she could only drag the phone in front of her. Just as she tapped on the screen, her vision went black, and she completely lost consciousness.
As Qiao Anhao fainted, three consecutive text notifications rang out. Ding dong, ding dong, three messages from Lu Jinnian appeared on her lit up phone screen.
[Sorry.]
[Qiao Qiao, let's have a good talk during dinner tonight.]
[Li Jingxuan, I'll wait for you.]
Two servants were cooking in the kitchen when they heard the screams outside. They hurriedly ran out to see the housekeeper holding his ankle as he sat by the stairs, screaming "Miss Qiao" in a heart-wrenching voice. Qiao Anhao was lying in a pool of blood in front of the stairs with her hand on her phone.
The floor was white, and with the bright red, the scene was horrifying.
The two servants were stunned for a whole three minutes. One of them reacted quickly, stumbling out of the house. He rushed to Xu Jiamu, who was standing outside, shouting in a panic, "Young master, young master, it's bad, Miss Qiao fell down the stairs..."
Xu Jiamu's fingers trembled violently. He threw the half-burned cigarette in his hand onto the ground, and rushed into the house. The servant who had called out to him was standing at the door, blocking his way. He pushed him aside, and then saw Qiao Anhao lying in a pool of blood.
Xu Jiamu's face instantly turned pale. As though he had gone crazy, he rushed to the other servant who was standing there in a daze. "Ambulance, hurry and call an ambulance!"
Then, with a pounce, he rushed in front of Qiao Anhao. With trembling fingers, he lifted her up from the ground and rushed out the door without a care for anything else.
Han Ruchu glanced at the housekeeper. The housekeeper immediately understood and raised his hand. He pushed himself up from the floor and limped upstairs.
Han Ruchu furrowed her brows as she watched the housekeeper limp. As soon as she entered the bedroom, she asked, "Didn't I tell you to just pretend to be injured? Why did you really hurt yourself?"
"When I hit Miss Qiao, I used too much force and accidentally sprained my ankle."
Han Ruchu nodded. Just as she was about to speak, a knock came from the bedroom door. "Madam."
Han Ruchu sat on the bed and pretended to be sick. Then she said, "Come in."
The servant took out a cell phone and handed it to Han Ruchu. She whispered, "This seems to be Miss Qiao's cell phone."
When Han Ruchu saw that the phone was covered in blood, a trace of disgust flashed across her eyes. She pointed at the coffee table, indicating for the helper to put it there. Then she said, "Auntie Yun was in a hurry when she came downstairs and accidentally bumped into Qiao Qiao. She also sprained her ankle. Help her to her room to get some rest."
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