Chapter 162: Merchants Can't Be Counted On

rest time, did twice the work of others, but got paid less than them. Is this what you call easily making quick money”"To be blunt, Mrs. Xiang, no, just Mrs. Xiang, someone with no blood relation to...He Hanchuan passed Lu Yancen and his gaze fell on Xiang Wan, but it only lingered for a moment before the doctor and nurses wheeled Xiang Wan out of the ward, quickly disappearing from his sight.

"I'm sorry to pry, but I heard that Mr. He recently rejected Miss Xiang's invitation for a tryst. How come today..." Lu Yancen didn't finish his sentence, he just bent down and picked up the ripped hospital gown from the ground. His unspoken meaning was already very clear.

He took the hospital gown from his hand, his brow furrowed slightly. He made no attempt to explain, merely stepped two steps to the left, trying to bypass him.

But Lu Yancen took two steps to the left and blocked his way.

"Excuse me, Dr. Lu," He Hanchuan said politely, but his eyes had a hint of coldness.

"That I can't allow." Lu Yancen's smile was a faint dimple, tinged with playfulness and sarcasm. "A person who could commit such an animalistic act to the sick, who knows what they might do in the emergency room!"

He glanced at Han Chuan, his eyes gradually turning into ice.

"CEO He, if you want me to continue treating Miss Xiang's leg, you better listen to me," Lu Yancen pointed at the chair, "stay here. After all, even if you went to the emergency room, you wouldn't be able to help, and even if you did, you might only make things worse."

He Hanchuan pursed his lips and glanced at Xiang Wan's departing direction. His fingers twitched, clenching and unclenching, before finally retracting the leg he had already stepped forward with.

But he didn't sit down, instead he looked at Lu Yancen and said, "Dr. Lu's attitude towards Huānwán seems to exceed the boundaries of a doctor and a patient."

"It's not seeming, it's certain." Lu Yancen's eyes were slightly gloomy, his dimples deepening. "After all, my aunt told me to take good care of Miss Xiang, especially when Mr. He was around. If anything happened to Miss Xiang, my aunt would skin me alive."

"Is that all" He Hanchuan said, implying something.

Lu Yancen raised an eyebrow and countered, "What else"

The air in the ward felt compressed, the atmosphere unusually oppressive.

Ge Hanchuan held the ripped hospital gown in his hand, retracted his gaze from Lu Yancen, and walked out.

Lu Yancen frowned, once again blocking He Hanchuan's path, and said in a deep voice: "President He, if you don't listen to my advice and insist on going out, are you not afraid that I won't treat Miss Xiang's leg"

He glanced at Han Chuan with a cool expression, his eyebrows furrowed slightly. He grabbed his arm and, with a single over-the-shoulder throw, sent him crashing to the ground.

Lu Yancen slowly got up from the ground, rubbing his aching body, and sneered, "It seems that Mr. He doesn't care about Miss Xiang's leg that much."

"If you don't treat Xiangwan's leg, Auntie Liu will skin you alive." Hechuan pulled him up by the hand.

Lu Yancen patted his aching buttocks and smiled wryly, softening his tone slightly. "When it comes to scheming, doctors are no match for those who practice medicine."

He looked at He Hanchuan and said, "But if Mr. He truly cares about Miss Xiang, he'd better not go. Her emotional swings are too extreme and bad for her health."

"Thank you." He Hanchuan didn't look at him this time. He simply said a short sentence and, carrying the torn patient's gown, strode out of the ward.

Lu Yancen watched his back, rubbed his sore shoulder, and winced in pain. He sighed, reluctant to go against Liu's repeated instructions, and finally followed him.

In the emergency room waiting area, there were chairs. After Lu Yanci arrived, he sat down, but He Hanchuan remained standing. His eyes were dark and unreadable, one couldn't tell what he was thinking about. His expression seemed to hold a hint of suppressed pain.

Click, click, click.

The sound of the foot hitting the shoe and then the ground was abrupt and somewhat eerie.

He Hanchuan remained fixed on the emergency room door, not budging. Meanwhile, Lu Yancen glanced back —

A young, handsome man who looked somewhat like A-wei was wearing a patient gown. He had casts on both arms and was hopping towards the emergency room with one foot in a slipper. His movements were strangely awkward.

And behind him, a woman was jogging after him, "Xiang Yu, slow down or you're going to die! Don't you want your legs anymore!"

“Hurry up! Just now the nurse said Wanwan was rushed to the emergency room because she was angry. Who knows which bastard did this... damn it!” Xiang Yu bounced too fast and fell to the ground, along with his crutches under his arm.

When He Hanchuan heard Xiang Yu's fall, he finally turned back. He frowned and walked over in a few steps, extending his hand toward him.

"Humph!" Xiang Yu let out a heavy hum, ignoring the person in front of him and shouting to Lin Naolu behind him, "Even with one leg injured, I can run faster than you!"

Lin Nalu ran over and said to He Hanchuan insincerely, "Don't trouble Mr. He, thank you."

She tried to help Xiang Yu up, but he didn't budge. She scolded him, "Remember to lose weight when you get out of the hospital!"

"If Wanwan gets into any trouble, I wouldn't even bother losing weight. I'd just die in the hospital!" Xiang Yu said this while staring deathly at He Hanchuan, his eyes filled with hatred.

Lin Na Lu's eyes dimmed, she remained silent, gritting her teeth as she helped Xiang Yu up from the ground.

He Jianchuan's Adam's apple bobbed, and he stopped pressing. He turned back toward the emergency room, staring straight at the door.

"Such a wound on Shao, it's better to go back and rest." Lu Yancen stepped forward to help him up, finally managing to get him up without harming Xiang Yu.

"Thank you, doctor," Lin Nalulu said.

As a doctor, Lu Yancen disliked people who joked about their own bodies the most. Therefore, he couldn't really get warm to Xiang Yulin and Na Lu, "No need to be so polite, I'm just worried that Young Master Xiang had some problem, and it would ultimately implicate his attending physician."

If it were usual, Xiang Yu would definitely find something for Lu Yancen to do. However, he was now preoccupied with Xiang Wan and had no time to bother him.

He jumped clumsily to He Hanchuan's side, stared straight at him, and then suddenly plopped down, kneeling on the ground in a rather odd posture. His back was stiff as he said, "He Hanchuan, I have never begged anyone in my life, but now I beg you, let go of Wanwan, will you!”

Ge Hanchuan's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he bent down to help Xiang Yu with his uninjured hand.

If it were normal times, he could have easily lifted Xiang Yu up, but today Xiang Yu had stubbornly knelt down, and with a cast on his body, He Hanchuan couldn't forcefully drag him up. The two were momentarily at an impasse.

He knelt on the ground, his crimson eyes filled with hatred and helplessness. "Like I told everyone else, he's just a useless second-generation ancestor. Besides eating and waiting to die, he can't do anything, and he can't understand your thoughts as powerful people!"

"But a person only has one life in their whole lifetime, He Hanchuan, how many times has Wanwan almost died because of you Even if she's wrong, even if she makes you unhappy, shouldn't your anger be gone by now! Ah!"

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