Chapter 403
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Smoking wasn't allowed in the hospital, so Fu Qinglun stood in the smoking area at the entrance of the corridor.
His injured right arm hung limply by his side, and his white shirt was covered in blood. There was a cigarette between the two slender fingers of his left hand. He leaned against the wall lazily, his brows furrowed as he smoked.
He was smoking very quickly. He needed the taste of nicotine to numb himself.
Gu Mohan let go of Tang Mo 'er's hand and she groped her way to Lin Shiyu's ward. Gu Mohan stuck one hand into his trouser pocket, checking to see if Tang Mo' er had hurt herself while he walked over to Fu Qinglun's side.
Gu Mohan smirked and looked at Fu Qinglun. "I've told you before that you're playing with fire when you're between two women. Lu Qi 'er and Lin Ruoxi are fighting each other like dogs. You can't just stand by and watch, why did you have to step in and interfere?"
Fu Qinglun's handsome brows furrowed tightly, and his actions of smoking became more urgent.
Gu Mohan's gaze landed on his injured right arm and he continued to smirk. "So what are you doing now? Trying to act pitiful? Did Lin Shiyu even look at you when you tried to act pitiful? "
Fu Qinglun finished the last puff of his cigarette and threw it into the bin. He took out a cigarette and lighter from his trouser pocket and wanted to smoke again.
But he heard steady footsteps. Gu Mohan walked over in a few steps, his large hand snatching the cigarette and lighter from his hand. With a loud thud, he threw them into the rubbish bin. Gu Mohan's eyes widened as he looked at Gu Mohan.
He kicked his trousers forcefully with his long legs. "Stop hitting me, I want to hit you too. The child is gone, don't think that others will forgive you just because you lost an arm. Get your ass to the doctor and get your arm treated!"
Gu Mohan growled in a low voice.
At this moment, two doctors arrived. The doctor looked at Gu Mohan with trepidation and then looked at Fu Qinglun. "Young Master Fu, the surgery has been arranged. Please come over quickly."
Fu Qinglun's body stiffened. No one knew what he was thinking about, only his handsome and refined features looked sinister and lonely.
Gu Mohan stuck both hands into his trouser pockets and narrowed his eyes at Fu Qinglun. "Fu Qinglun, I don't even like your current appearance, let alone her. You've become one-armed and he can't even carry her. It just so happens that she wants to divorce you. Just wait and see another man carry her."
The moment he finished speaking, Fu Qinglun's aura turned gloomy. The two doctors broke out in cold sweat. President Gu was probably the only person in this world who dared to insult Young Master Fu in such a manner.
A few seconds later, Fu Qinglun left with the doctor.
Looking at Fu Qinglun's handsome back, Gu Mohan retracted his gaze and walked over to Tang Mo 'er.
Tang Mo 'er stood at the door of the ward and didn't enter. Her delicate body was covered in the man's overcoat and her hands were stretched out from the wide sleeves. She leaned against the small window on the door. She couldn't see, but her clear eyes were looking into the small window and she couldn't stop crying.
Gu Mohan's handsome features instantly softened. He looked at her leaning against the small window and sobbing softly. She really looked like a little kitten.
He walked over and held the back of her head with his large palm. "Why aren't you going in, hm?"
Tang Mo 'er turned around and looked in Gu Mohan's direction. Her luscious lashes quivered and crystal clear tears rolled down her cheeks. She sobbed and said, "I don't dare … to go in. I'm afraid that Shiyu will see me cry … and cry together with me …"
She was afraid that she would bring her negative emotions to Shiyu. Shiyu was very weak now and she didn't dare to go in.
Gu Mohan used his rough fingers to wipe away the tears on her face. "Things have already come to this, there's no use crying. Don't cry until your eyes are swollen."
Tang Mo 'er held the large palm on her face and asked anxiously, "How is An' an? Is An 'an out of danger?"
At the mention of An 'an, Gu Mohan's handsome face darkened. "An' an's surgery has been successful, but she hasn't woken up yet. She's now in a coma in the ICU. The doctor said that she'll wake up in 48 hours."
Tang Mo 'er's tears came out again. "Hubby, hurry up and bring me to see An' an."
…
Outside the ICU. Lu Yan sat on the long bench along the corridor. His long legs were casually stretched out in front of him. He didn't change much compared to his usual self, but his handsome face was cold.
He heard a flurry of footsteps. Lu Yan lifted his eyelids and his eyes met Gu Mohan's deep and narrow eyes.
The two men exchanged glances and sparks flew.
"An 'an, my An' an, how is An 'an?" At this moment, Huo Yanmei ran over anxiously.
Gu Mohan glanced sideways at Huo Yanmei and greeted her, "Mom."
Huo Yanmei looked at Gu Mohan and Tang Mo 'er's intertwined fingers. She had a thousand words to say, but in the face of An' an's life, she turned her head to look at Lu Yan. Her An 'an was in trouble because of Lu Yan!
At this moment, the doctor walked out of the ICU and said softly, "The patient is still in a coma. You can go in to see her now and wake her up as soon as possible."
Who would go in?
Lu Yan stood up from the long bench and his brown eyes landed on the ward.
"Mohan, go in and see An 'an. Master Yan, I have something to tell you. Can you come in for a while?" Huo Yanmei said.
…
At the entrance of the corridor.
Lu Yan and Huo Yanmei stood together. Huo Yanmei's eyes were red and she spoke in a low voice, but she couldn't control the anger in her heart. "Master Yan, you saved An 'an when she was 5 years old and I can't thank you enough. But what has An' an become after following you all these years? When she was 13 years old, she saw you in bed with another woman. She secretly threw away all her medicine and entered the operating room for emergency treatment. She almost died. This time, in order to save you, she stabbed herself in the heart and she's still in a coma.
"Master Yan, you and I both know how An 'an feels about you. She's not normal. She's not even 18 years old and she doesn't know anything. Are you going to let her have her freedom just like that? What do you want? Will you marry An 'an in the future?
"Even if you do marry An 'an, as her mother, I won't agree to it. You're 35 years old this year and you're a mafia boss. Although you're the Young Master of the Lu family, you're just an adopted son. As for our An' an, she'll definitely marry an aristocrat in the future. Do you think you'll have a future with her?"
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