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  The man did not, though.

  Yun Shishi could not help but let her imagination run wild. The more she thought about it, the more unsettled she felt.

  She decided that she would give Mu Yazhe a call before she got on the plane once they arrived at the airport. She was going to inquire about exactly what was going on……

  At the hospital, Jiang Qimeng brought her cousin into the ward.

  As they pushed open the door, they saw Song Yunxi sitting by the bed without a word. The beeping sound from the medical equipment fell incessantly to the ears.

  Song Enya was wearing an oxygen mask as she lay quietly on the bed. Her eyes were close, and she appeared to still be unconscious.

  By the bed hung two intravenous bags, which continuously transmitted blood into her body.

  Even though she was discovered promptly, she still lost a lot of blood. Therefore, she needed an emergency blood transfusion.

  When her brother heard the door open, he turned his head over instantly, only to see their mother walking in. Behind her, his uncle could be seen walking past the door slowly. The appearance of his tall figure in this big ward made it look narrow and cramp in an instant.

  The man stood there expressionlessly. His cold and strong aura made the air in the ward freeze in an instant.

  Mu Yazhe’s gaze landed on the person lying quietly on the hospital bed and his expression sank a bit.

  He thought that his niece was just up to one of her schemes again.

  He did not expect that something had really happened to her.

  “Uncle Mu……”


  Song Yunxi was startled for a moment. He felt ill at ease at the sudden appearance of the man.

  He did not know that his mother would exert effort in running to Disheng and bringing his uncle over here.

  “Mom, you……”


  Jiang Qimeng exchanged glances with her son before tugging on her lips. “Yazhe was worried about your sister, so he came over to visit her!”


  “Oh.”


  He got up immediately and offered his seat by the bed to the man.

  However, the latter waved his hand coldly and stood by the bed. He had no intention of sitting down.

  He glanced at his niece. Her complexion was horrible and her skin was deathly pale. It was clear that she had lost a lot of blood. He furrowed his eyebrows as he looked at her cracked and dry lips.

  “How is she?”


  “She just came out of danger, but her current state still isn’t great. They’re giving her blood transfusion now. When it’s done, we’ll see how she is again,” answered his nephew.

  “When did this happen?” The man raised a brow questioningly.

  “It happened this morning!”


  Song Yunxi paused for a moment before supplementing with more explanation. “This morning, when the maids knocked on the door to her room, there was no response. They could only hear running water from inside. They were concerned and called for me. When I kicked open the door, we saw my sister lying in the bathtub, the water stained with blood.”


  Mu Yazhe glanced at Song Enya’s wrist.

  Her injured wrist was currently wrapped in gauze, but the wound was too deep.

  His niece had been ruthless and cut a deep slit. Even though it was bandaged, there was still blood seeping out. It was glaring to the eyes.

  She was rescued, but the wound on her wrist would leave a deep mark.

  Her brother’s heart ached for her, but he also hated her for being so weak.

  How could she cheapen her life like that?

  His mother walked over and pulled his hand before saying slowly, “Yunxi, I have something to ask you. Come out with me for a while.”


  “I want to watch over my sister. I am afraid that she will cry and cause trouble again when she wakes up.”


  He could not let his worries go.

  Song Enya woke up once earlier, but the moment she opened her eyes and realized that she was in the hospital, she started crying and making a fuss, almost pulling out the blood transfusion needle.