Mr.CEO’s Ex-wife Escapes Again
Chapter 337: Palpitations

Chapter 337: Chapter 337: Palpitations

"Thank you so much for just now!"

The corridor had finally quieted down when Yin Hehe looked toward the observation room, she heard the person beside her thanking her.

"It’s nothing."

She turned her head and smiled at the person.

"Actually, you don’t need to pay attention to what they say. Some people, with their ill intentions, will never say anything good. So, you don’t have to listen to them at all."

She reminded him once more.

Upon hearing this, Xiahou Jingmu stood by, staring at the woman’s profile again in a daze.

Was she teaching him?

But he remembered she was younger than him, so how could she speak such mature words in front of him? Did she know what kind of words he had grown up hearing over the years?

Xiahou Jingmu also looked into the observation room. He saw the elderly man with white hair who just a few hours ago was still vibrant and imposing as ever.

But now, he lay there motionless, covered in tubes.

His lips finally quivered...

"Of course, I won’t take their words to heart. I just think what he said made sense. If it weren’t for me, Grandpa wouldn’t be like this now."

"It wasn’t on purpose!"

Yin Hehe comforted him naturally.

"Sometimes, accidents can’t be controlled by humans. You don’t need to blame yourself. When he wakes up, he won’t blame you either."

"Is that so?" Xiahou Jingmu’s last words, as he looked at the old man inside, had become very soft.

Yin Hehe didn’t join the conversation but took out her phone.

"Excuse me, I need to take a call."

She walked away with her phone, leaving the man behind staring at her retreating figure for a long time without shifting his gaze.

Yin Hehe answered the phone: "Hello? Cheng Chi?"

"Where have you been?"

Unexpectedly, the voice that suddenly came through the phone was that of an unmistakably displeased man, tinged with a chill and a hint of dominance, causing Yin Hehe’s scalp to tingle on the spot.

"Husband, it’s you. I’m at the hospital right now, I’ll be back soon," she quickly soothed.

"Hospital?" As soon as those words were said, the voice on the phone became even more terrifying.

"President, where are you going? Wait for me!"

There was only a "clang" from outside, and it wasn’t clear what had happened, but Cheng Chi’s alarmed voice came through the phone.

Yin Hehe was startled: "Cheng Chi, what happened?"

"Madam, it’s not good. The president threw the phone and ran out!"

"..."

This is bad...

Yin Hehe couldn’t care less, she hung up the phone and started running downstairs.

It just happened that Xiahou Jingmu came over at this time. Seeing her running towards the elevator in a panic, he called out from behind, "Yin Hehe, where are you going?"

"I’m going to pick up your uncle; he’s coming."

Yin Hehe answered while running.

Therefore, the man who followed behind stopped, watching her enter the elevator, the hint of joy that had been on his face froze.

He actually wanted to tell her not to worry about the old man’s condition; he would definitely wake up smoothly tomorrow.

But at that moment, he suddenly felt it was unnecessary to say it anymore.

Downstairs.

Yin Hehe waited at the hospital entrance for about twenty minutes.

Finally, she saw the familiar car approaching.

"Screech!"

The vehicle had just stopped when she was about to open the car door, but the man inside had already emerged, his face darkened in anger.

"What are you doing here? Are you injured?" He stood in front of her, his towering presence enveloping her entirely like an iron tower.

Yin Hehe shuddered again in response.

"No... no, it’s Xiahou Yi who was in a car accident, I came to see how he was doing."

"Oh..." Upon hearing this, the man’s expression turned cold.

"Go home!"

He decisively grabbed Yin Hehe and started to leave.

Yin Hehe was stunned.

If the old butler hadn’t come over at that moment and seen the two of them, Yin Hehe might have really been dragged away.

"Young master, you’re here too?"

The old butler, visibly pleased to see them, immediately stepped in front of them.

Yin Hehe could only greet him, "Yes, I came over as soon as I heard the news, and he just arrived."

"That’s wonderful; the old general will be very happy to know you both came."

The old butler was so moved he began to wipe away tears.

Yin Hehe: "..."

Man: "Are you leaving or not?"

He acted as if he was completely oblivious to the old butler’s presence, and seeing that Yin Hehe wasn’t moving, his handsome face darkened like a storm about to break.

Yin Hehe glanced at him and swallowed hard.

"Husband, how about we stay a little longer and go upstairs to see... the patient?"

Yin Hehe tried to coax the man.

Of course, she didn’t tell him that the patient was his father; she didn’t want to take the liberty of acknowledging that relationship before he was ready.

The man’s face was still foreboding, but hearing the woman pleading with him, he wasn’t as insistent as before.

So, at last, Yin Hehe managed to bring him inside.

"Jingmu, you’re still here? How are your injuries?"

When the three of them came up, the old butler, seeing Xiahou Jingmu sitting outside the monitoring room, immediately asked with concern.

Xiahou Jingmu stood up: "It’s nothing."

He replied indifferently, with his gaze fixed on the man whose hand was tightly held by Yin Hehe.

The man, ever since Xiahou Jingmu first saw him, stood out in any situation, shining brightly.

Like when he saw him—covered in blood, his features and the air of nobility about him still demanded attention.

Just as now, even though he had lost his wits, standing there expressionless, he still exuded an intimidating aura.

"It’s good you’re alright. You should go home now; I will arrange for someone to take care of the old general, and since the young master is here, too, you don’t need to worry. Go home and heal."

The old butler considerately suggested Xiahou Jingmu to go home.

Xiahou Jingmu nodded: "Okay, then I’ll head back first. Call me if you need anything."

His gaze shifted to Yin Hehe.

But at that moment, Yin Hehe’s attention was solely on the man she was holding hands with.

Because she realized he was getting impatient again.

"Husband, just stay a little longer, and then we’ll leave. When we get back, I’ll make you something tasty, okay?"

She tenderly soothed him, much like one would pacify a child.

The man finally settled down again, reluctantly.

However, when his eyes happened to meet Xiahou Jingmu’s, Xiahou Jingmu thought he saw a flash of fierceness in them, or was it his imagination?

He immediately looked away.

"Grandpa Zhong, then I’ll be leaving." Xiahou Jingmu left.

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