Chapter 698: Chapter 698: Huo Xingzhou, Jealous Husband!
Zhou Yu, squatting in the corner, covered his mouth and let out a chuckle.
A jealous husband!
Huo Xingzhou really looks like a jealous husband!
The acidity in the air has exceeded the limit!
Zhou Yu laughed so hard that he choked on his saliva, coughing almost breathlessly.
He, in a raspy voice with a hint of laughter, said, “Wan Jiang, what Huo Er ans is for you to tell everyone that Zhong Yi is dead. See how they react, and let’s see their next plan. Use this opportunity to see the ghosts and monsters clearly.”
He kindly explained on behalf of Huo Xingzhou, “Huo Er absolutely didn’t curse your young master! He is thinking for you.”
Wan Jiang was doubtful.
Really?
Why does it feel so far-fetched?
But, Zhou Yu made sense.
At tis like this, it’s easiest to see if the people around you are human or ghosts.
If he said Young Master Zhong was seriously injured and died, despite the rescue efforts.
Then he would surely see the true faces of many people.
With that in mind, he sent a ssage back to Lu Yingxue saying Zhong Yi died despite rescue efforts.
Then he turned off his phone.
No matter how the other side would react.
He hesitantly looked at Huo Xingzhou and said, “President Huo, thank you for helping to contain the news. Otherwise, I wouldn’t be able to handle it now.”
“Then your Young Master Zhong really had no plan at all.” Huo Xingzhou said expressionlessly, but it always sounded like he was being sarcastic.
He scoffed coldly, “If I handed over Zhong Yi now and made a deal with Zhong Lingxiao. What conditions would he agree to? Perhaps he’d agree to anything, after all, without Zhong Yi, he would be the undisputed heir of the Zhong Family.”
Shock flashed in Wan Jiang’s eyes!
He really offended this President Huo!
Bang!
Wan Jiang fell to his knees with a tooth-aching sound of his knees hitting the ground.
“President Huo, if you’re angry, you can hit or scold ! This was my idea, which almost got Miss Qiao hurt. You can deal with any way you want, but don’t take your anger out on our young master. It’s all my fault!”
“President Huo, you are generous!”
“As long as you can vent your anger, I’m willing to lay down my life! Even if you say now to jump off the eighth floor, I wouldn’t hesitate!”
“President Huo, please!”
He was really wrong!
Wrong to have exploited Huo Xingzhou’s weak point, calculating Qiao Xi!
But, he was helpless!
Huo Xingzhou did not soften his expression because of his plea for rcy.
He was filled with anger and jealousy, mixed with guilt and self-reproach, an agonizing mix of emotions.
His wife was in the ergency room with Zhong Yi.
At this mont, her whole heart was concerned about whether Zhong Yi lived or died.
So jealousy-inducing!
In his twenty-eight years, Huo Xingzhou had never tasted such sourness!
“President Huo!”
Wan Jiang called out earnestly!
Huo Xingzhou’s expression was gloomy, “Don’t put on that life-or-death act in front of .”
“President Huo…”
Wan Jiang wasn’t sure if he’d changed his mind, kneeling, afraid to get up.
He deeply understood that Young Master Zhong’s future was in President Huo’s hands, as long as he made one call to Zhong Lingxiao.
Years of planning by Young Master Zhong would go up in smoke.
“Ah, you seem quite clever ordinarily. Why can’t you understand human speech when it matters?” Zhou Yu walked to his side and helped him up directly.
He took his hand and walked towards the corner.
He lowered his voice and gave tips on dealing with Huo Xingzhou, “He doesn’t bla you or Young Master Zhong, nor will he team up with Zhong Lingxiao. Just relax your heart.”
“Ah?”
“Ah what. Does our President Huo look like a fool to you?”
Wan Jiang shook his head.
Zhou Yu laughed and said, “Doesn’t that settle it? He’s just jealous.”
He whispered in Wan Jiang’s ear, “You called and had his wife rush to Thirteen Bay to save Zhong Yi; he feels uneasy. Now that his wife is also in the operating room, it falls on you. What do you think?”
“Angry but helpless.”
Logically, saving lives is a moral duty.
Emotionally, his wife saving an early dead childhood friend is really frustrating.
Who knows how many tears they shed on recognizing each other and reminiscing about old tis.
The sea of jealousy is truly churning.
“Our President Huo just has nowhere to vent, so he’s taking it out on you. But you’re also quite crafty! You banked on Qiao Xi rushing over because of your call, which made our President Huo even angrier.”
Outsiders think so.
How should he see it?
Wan Jiang felt conflicted and guilty but didn’t regret it: “It’s who wronged President Huo. But in a matter of life and death, human life is at stake; I had to.”
“Each serves their own master, I understand.”
Zhou Yu couldn’t bla him; he just advised, “But don’t go up to provoke him more, or a jealous man could lose his mind and do sothing irreversible.”
“Okay, okay.”
Wan Jiang nodded quickly.
He was really scared.
“Now, just spread the news that your young master didn’t make it through.”
“This… What if our young master really didn’t make it…” Even though Miss Qiao is here, it’s unlikely anything will go wrong.
But the young master lost too much blood and was delayed for so long; if he truly can’t make it…
Zhou Yu spread his hands and said, “Then it’s his bad luck. Anyway, he established a tombstone years ago; first-tirs and second-tirs are old hands.”
This kind of thing, can it really be called a first-tir and second-tir?
Wan Jiang almost lost his breath.
But he didn’t want to keep debating with Zhou Yu, so he had to turn his phone back on.
Sure enough, he saw many missed calls from Lu Yingxue, which he didn’t respond to.
Instead, he looked at other unread ssages and missed calls and replied to each one.
“Our young master is not doing well.”
“The doctor said he lost a lot of blood and was delayed too long.”
“They called many specialists, and all said to do their best and leave it to fate.”
“The young master is still so young; it’s truly heaven jealous of talent!”
Wan Jiang didn’t make anything definite but ambiguously edited the ssages and sent them out.
But the aning between the lines didn’t allow others much room for imagination.
Zhong Yi… seems to be really facing death this ti!
Imperial Capital is about to descend into chaos.
The Zhong Family’s years-long struggle for the heir is about to co to a close. So who couldn’t wait even sent Zhong Lingxiao congratulatory ssages overnight, causing him to scold them and hypocritically argue.
Zhong Lingxiao almost laughed himself awake in the middle of the night, but until he saw Zhong Yi’s body, he couldn’t let himself get carried away.
In the early morning.
Outside was silent.
The shadowless lamp in the hospital made people a bit irritable.
The red light of the ergency room finally turned green.
Wan Jiang leaned against the wall in the corridor, and his heart finally settled back into his chest.
The green light ant the rescue was essentially over, and the patient’s condition was relieving.
Soon after.
The door to the operating room opened.
A mobile hospital bed was pushed out, followed by Qiao Xi, dressed in sterile clothes and a mask covering most of her face.
Her forehead was beaded with sweat, and her bright, clear eyes fell directly on Huo Xingzhou.
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