Quadruplets’ Charm: The Tycoon’s Hidden Heirs
Chapter 468 - 467: We’ll Take You to the Hospital

Chapter 468: Chapter 467: We’ll Take You to the Hospital

"Hahahahaha!" The laughter of the two men was nauseating.

Ya Mi was about to explode with anger.

But how could the two of them, being women, fight against two men?

Xing Ling was also somewhat panicked, as the other patrons watched on with indifference.

What to do?

"There’s a saying in China, isn’t it, ’If you don’t drink a toast, you must drink a forfeit.’ Is that how it goes?"

"So, behave and play with daddy nicely, or else..." The man reached out, intending to touch Xing Ling’s face.

Just as Xing Ling was about to grab a bottle from the bar and smash it, she heard another deep voice, "Or else how?"

In the dimly lit bar, even this deep voice seemed as if it were coming from a far and indistinct place.

Xing Ling turned her head and saw him; her body froze in shock, the bottle dropped from her hand with a clatter, leaving her stunned.

Ye Sihan walked in the front, followed by two bodyguards, his aura pervading the room, oppressive and strong.

"I advise you not to meddle in other people’s business!" the man blustered.

Ye Sihan tilted his head slightly, and his two bodyguards stepped forward, knocking them down within moments, their cries and moans filling the air as they lay on the ground, unable to get up.

"Ayu." Ye Sihan’s gaze landed on Xing Ling.

Xing Ling’s breathing was unsteady, her face so pale even the dim light couldn’t hide it.

She had not expected Ye Sihan, whom she hadn’t seen in three years, to suddenly appear before her, catching her completely off guard.

Ya Mi glanced left and right, recognizing him – do they know each other?

Who is he?

"Let’s go." Xing Ling, eyes downcast, pulled Ya Mi away.

She felt her back was straight, rigid, and her steps quickened, wishing she could disappear from the bar right away.

Didn’t Ye Sihan say he wouldn’t appear before her?

Why show up after three years?

Could it be just a coincidence?

Behind them, a gunshot rang out with a bang, causing both Xing Ling and Ya Mi to shudder in fright.

"Mr. Ye!" The bodyguard’s voice.

Xing Ling turned around to see Ye Sihan clutching his chest, leaning against the bar, his face contorted in pain.

And on the hand he pressed to his chest, blood was seeping through.

One of the men he had knocked down was holding a gun.

Just as he was about to fire the second shot, he was subdued by the bodyguard.

"Mr. Ye!" the bodyguard exclaimed in a panic.

Because Ye Sihan could no longer stand, he sat down on the ground.

Xing Ling’s mind went blank, and before she could think further, she found herself running forward.

She crouched in front of Ye Sihan, gripping his arm, and instructed the bodyguard, "Help him to the car, hurry to the hospital!"

As the bodyguard was about to assist, Ye Sihan’s hand suddenly gripped hers tightly, "I didn’t know you were here, and intended to avoid this, but..."

"We’re taking you to the hospital." Xing Ling’s gaze was uneasy.

"Will you accompany me?"

Xing Ling didn’t respond; she wanted to say that she was not a doctor, her being there was of no use, especially with bodyguards around...

Yet, she couldn’t bring herself to say it out loud.

"If... I die, you’ll finally be free."

"Stop talking." Xing Ling didn’t want to listen – was now the time for such talk!

Xing Ling followed to the hospital.

Sitting in the car, she kept an eye on Ye Sihan’s wound, the blood still flowing, her heart racing with urgency.

The hand gripping hers grew cold.

She urged the driver, "Drive faster!"

Ye Sihan did not pass out, his dark eyes fixed on her the entire time.

In three years, they had never been this close.

"Are you afraid I might die?" He looked weakened in that moment.

Xing Ling was irritated by his words, "You’re the father of quadruplets; they care about you. Do you think I’d wish for you to die?"

She couldn’t bear to have Xibao wait even a little longer at school, let alone let them lose their father.

She already felt guilty for not giving them a complete family.

"Is that all?" Ye Sihan asked.

Xing Ling replied, "Yes."

"Cough, cough, cough..." Ye Sihan suddenly started coughing violently.

"Don’t move!" Xing Ling said anxiously as she tried to hold him down, but Ye Sihan fiercely pulled her into his arms. She dared not struggle for fear of worsening his wounds. "Ye Sihan, what are you doing? Your wound is bleeding."

"Let me hug you, just for a little while."

Xing Ling felt her heart sink, her body tried to relax, and a boundless sorrow filled her mind, "Why do this... It’s been three years, everything is in the past."

Ye Sihan’s dark eyes turned red; three years, even thirty years wouldn’t be enough for him to forget her.

By the time Ye Sihan was brought to the hospital, he had already lost consciousness.

Xing Ling stood motionless outside the operating room, her hands and chest covered in blood, presenting a shocking sight.

Anyone unaware would think she was the one who had been injured!

A nurse approached to inquire about the situation and left after realizing the blood wasn’t hers.

Xing Ling looked down at her chest, her clothes soaked through with blood.

How much blood had Ye Sihan lost?

If Ye Sihan had not intervened on her behalf, he wouldn’t have been injured.

Xing Ling wanted to force a bitter smile, but tears ended up streaming down her face.

Her phone rang, and Xing Ling saw that the caller was Xing Tian.

At this time, calling could only mean Xing Tian knew about the incident, and it must have been Ya Mi who told him.

"Big brother."

"How is Ye Sihan doing now?"

"He’s still in the operating room, I’m not sure of his condition," Xing Ling said, her voice trembling.

"I’m on my way back."

"It’s okay, I’ll wait here."

Two hours later, there was still no movement from the operating room door, which made Xing Ling anxious.

Why is it taking so long?

There wouldn’t be anything wrong, would there?

Xing Ling was restless. Just as she stood up, she saw Xing Tian walking steadily and quickly towards her from a distance.

"Big brother."

After glancing at the operating room door, Xing Tian said, "Don’t worry, he should be out soon."

No sooner had he finished speaking than the light in the operating room went out.

Seeing the doctor emerge with a serious face, Xing Ling was too frightened to approach, her rapid heartbeat making her breathing shallow.

Xing Tian squeezed her shoulder and stepped forward to ask, "How’s the patient?"

"He lost a lot of blood, but he’s out of danger now, just waiting to wake up."

Xing Ling’s legs went weak, and she stumbled.

She was scared to death.

As long as Ye Sihan was okay, she didn’t need to stay here.

"However, prior to the surgery, the patient requested that his wife, Xing Ling, wait for him to awaken before leaving," the doctor added.

Xing Tian looked at Xing Ling.

Xing Ling pursed her lips tightly; what did Ye Sihan mean by this request? Why was he asking for this?

She had no desire to stay.

"I heard he got injured because of you. This request isn’t much; we Xing family members aren’t indebted to others," Xing Tian said.

"...Understood," Xing Ling had no choice but to agree; what else could she do, play the rogue? "You can go back, big brother, I’m fine here."

"I’ll have someone bring you clothes." Xing Tian didn’t stand on ceremony and walked away.

Xing Ling sighed helplessly and headed to Ye Sihan’s hospital room.

Ye Sihan lay on the hospital bed, his face pale and his body already dressed in the loose hospital gown, still unconscious from the anesthesia.

Only then did Xing Ling dare to study his face closely.

Three years had not left any obvious marks of time on this man.

Just like she remembered him.

What about his obsession? Was it still there?

Xing Ling had no evidence to prove that Ye Sihan had been at the bar following her; after all, he had his own affairs and could go anywhere.

Forget it, she would just wait here for him to wake up.