"It’s ." Huang Ying squeezed in.
Jian Xi was surprised. "Weren’t you sent to Xinxin’s place...?"
"Yeah! I happened to see the news of your injury in the hospital and ca over to check on you. How are you, all good?"
Jian Xi shook her head and said seriously, "With fierce wolves ahead and tigers behind, you’d better watch out for yourself."
That’s not right! If Huang Ying could see the news, then Second Brother, Fourth Brother, Fifth Brother...
BEEP BEEP BEEP—
Jian Xi’s phone wouldn’t stop ringing. She answered it.
All three brothers barked at her in unison.
Fifth Brother, Jian Yanjun, was the loudest and most explosive. "Jian Xi, a car accident this serious and you kept it from us? Are you itching for a beating again?"
Second Brother, Jian Chuxin, usually gentle, was uncharacteristically stern. "So, your wings have hardened, huh? Truly impressive. It seems you’re planning to cut ties with us!"
Fourth Brother, Jian Sirun, asked calmly, "Where are you hurt? Is it serious? What did the doctor say about your discharge? Forget it, that bunch of incompetents won’t be much help. I’ll co see you myself!"
"Brothers!" Jian Xi stressed, "It’s fake! All fake! The other party is just trying to throw the Jian family into disarray and disrupt our morale. They want you to control so that with no one managing the Jian Group, they can do as they please!"
Fifth Brother was furious. "So we’re just going to let them exploit an opportunity? I’m going right now to take down this Fu!"
"Old Five, don’t stir up trouble. This is China; your thods of fighting and killing won’t work here." Second Brother was much more rational. "They’re good at manipulating public opinion, aren’t they? Second Brother will help you! I guarantee they’ll be so disgraced they’ll be left with nothing, not even their underpants."
Jian Xi pressed her fingers to her forehead. Always being pampered like this... will I ever have room to grow?
"Xixi hasn’t said she needs help, so don’t make a mountain out of a molehill. Where’s the hospital? I’m on my way."
Jian Sirun was solely focused on Jian Xi’s injuries. Jian Xi, on the other hand, felt a mix of amusent and gratitude, while Huang Ying, standing beside her, looked on with such envy she was practically drooling.
"Alright, alright, it’s just so superficial injuries, really. It’s nothing. If it were serious, how could I dare not tell my brothers? Just rest assured and watch how I’ll get my revenge." Jian Xi spoke earnestly, "This ti, I want to rely on myself. No one is allowed to interfere." She wasn’t joking; she was dead serious.
The brothers reluctantly agreed. "Alright, alright, we’ll listen to you."
Jian Chuxin huffed. "Then I’ll suppress all related news so Mom and Dad don’t see it and worry when they wake up tomorrow morning."
"Thank you, Second Brother."
Jian Yanjun was still worried. "From now on, Wang Hao will protect you twenty-four seven. No refusing."
"Okay, thank you, Fifth Brother." Jian Xi felt a warmth spreading through her heart, almost lting her.
Jian Sirun didn’t say another word.
After she hung up, Huang Ying choked out, "Miss Jian, you’re so blessed to have such a large family that supports you unconditionally, protects you, and loves you."
"Unlike . I’ve been an orphan since I was little. If it weren’t for Song Xicheng, I probably wouldn’t have survived." Huang Ying was a sobbing ss, leaving Jian Xi montarily at a loss before she offered her a tissue.
"It’s nothing, just a bit of an emotional surge. No big deal."
Jian Xi could tell Huang Ying was a person of genuine feeling. Not a bad person at heart, even a little endearing.
"Oh, one more thing I ca back to tell you: I didn’t see Xinxin’s godfather. Apparently, he’s been busy with official matters and hasn’t been back to the hotel in days."
"However, Si Junyan repeatedly begged Xinxin to have go and alleviate his suffering."
Jian Xi curled her lips, a chilling glint in her eyes. "Alleviate his suffering? There’s no need. His usefulness ends now." Her eyes held a bone-chilling coldness Huang Ying had rarely seen.
"Alright." Huang Ying shivered as she looked at her.
"I heard Song Xicheng followed you to W Country?"
A sly look flashed in Jian Xi’s eyes. "What, you miss him?"
"I’ve been in China, a place completely new to , for so long, and that oblivious fool hasn’t even noticed! I really don’t know what goes on in that thick skull of his! I... I just wish he’d occasionally think of , show a little concern. Maybe then I wouldn’t feel so pathetic."
Jian Xi couldn’t help but laugh.
"Fine, I like him, alright? Everyone knows it, so there’s no need to hide it or laugh at . Just tell , are you going to help or not!"
"I can’t get in touch with Si Yuhuan." Jian Xi spread her hands and dialed his number on her phone right in front of Huang Ying.
The phone BEEPED a few tis before a dead tone sounded.
"What’s going on?" Huang Ying also sensed sothing was wrong.
"Just as I suspected, this must be Fu Wenxin’s handiwork. That man’s influence is far-reaching. I really underestimated this old man who seed to have so little presence in the Tianyao Group." Jian Xi clenched her fists tightly. New grudges and old scores—I’ll settle them all!
"If there’s anything I can do to help, just ask. I might not be able to do much, but if you need , I won’t refuse," Huang Ying said, offering support at a critical mont. Jian Xi was deeply touched.
"Alright, if I need anything, I’ll definitely ask."
Huang Ying glanced at the ti; it was almost ti for her to leave. "Oh, right, a word of warning: Xinxin definitely has feelings for Si Yuhuan. If you’re planning... well, just be careful."
After saying that, she scurried away.
Jian Xi ordered her bodyguard to safely escort Huang Ying back to Xinxin.
Huang Ying’s words echoed in her ears like a haunting refrain.
Xinxin likes Si Yuhuan. Falling so deeply after just a few encounters. That Si Yuhuan... he’s truly a charr! Jian Xi ground her teeth in frustration.
Suddenly, a series of rapid footsteps sounded from outside.
Before Jian Xi could react, the hospital director, leading a large group of attending physicians, swept into the room. Each doctor wore a solemn yet cautious expression, and upon seeing Jian Xi, they looked ready to lavish her with excessive attention and concern.
"Why didn’t Dr. Jian’s younger sister inform us sooner? She’s practically family to our hospital branch! Rest assured, Miss Jian, we’ll take care of these superficial injuries. You won’t feel any pain, and there’s no need to worry about scars. Look, this is the special dicine developed by your brother. It’s beco quite popular throughout the hospital. Unfortunately, the sales volu is too low. If it’s convenient for you, Miss Jian..." The director bead at Jian Xi, his smile obsequious.
Before Jian Xi could utter a word, he continued as if he understood her every thought, "Let’s focus on your recovery for now; everything else can wait. What are you lot still standing around for? Change Miss Jian’s dressing! This ward needs to be changed too. Furthermore, the security guards on duty, the caregivers, the nurses who administer the IV drips—replace them all with the best our hospital has to offer. They are to be available to serve Miss Jian twenty-four hours a day, understood?
"Also, this entire VIP floor must be restricted—no unauthorized personnel in or out! It’s an honor for our entire hospital branch that Miss Jian is recuperating here, so all of you, stay vigilant!"
Jian Xi was taken aback.
The director then energetically issued a series of orders, ticulously arranging every aspect of Jian Xi’s care and accommodations with precision and detail.
Once everything was arranged, he turned back, his face wreathed in a wide, fawning smile. "Is everything to your satisfaction, Miss Jian?"
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