Chapter 162: Calculations Can't Keep Up With a Merchant

word.He picked her up, not even sparing her a glance, and threw her outside the room. He slammed the door shut with a bang.It was almost 4 p.m., and the Dream Inn was about to enter its peak hours. T...Ge Hanchuan passed Lu Yancen and his gaze fell on Xiangwan, but only paused for a moment, the doctor and nurse pushed Xiangwan out of the ward, soon disappearing from his sight.

"Excuse me, I heard that General He recently rejected Miss Xi's advances. How is it that today..." Lu Yancen didn't finish his sentence, only bending down to pick up the ripped hospital gown lying on the ground. His unspoken meaning was already very clear.

He took the sick uniform from his hand, his brow furrowed slightly, without any intention of explaining. He just took two steps to the left, wanting to get around him.

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

"Excuse me, Doctor Lu, could you please step aside" He Hanchuan said politely, but his eyes were already filled with a hint of coldness.

"That I can't let happen." Lu Yancen's dimple curved slightly, holding a hint of playfulness and sarcasm, "Someone who could do such beastly things to the sick, who knows what they would do in an emergency room!"

Ge Hanchuan glanced at him, his eyes gradually freezing over.

"General 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 go to the emergency room, you won't be able to help. And even if you try to help, you might only make things worse."

He Hanchuan pursed his lips, glanced again in the direction Xiang Wan had left, his fingers slightly clenched together, loosened, then clenched again, and finally retracted the leg he was about to take out.

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

“It wasn’t seeming, it was certain.” Lu Yancen’s eyes darkened slightly, his dimples deepening. “After all, my aunt instructed me to take good care of Miss Xiang, especially when Mr. He was around. If anything were to happen to Miss Xiang, my aunt would peel me alive.”

"Just like that" He Hanchuan sounded suggestive.

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

The air in the ward was thick with tension, the atmosphere heavy and oppressive.

He Hanchuan held the ripped patient's gown in his hand, withdrew his gaze from Lu Yancen, and walked out.

Lu Yancen frowned, once again blocking He Hanchuan's path, and said in a low voice, "President He doesn't listen to my advice and insists on going out. Aren't you afraid that I won't let Miss Xiang have her leg treated"

Ge Hanchuan glanced at him coldly, his brows furrowed slightly. He grabbed his arm and with a shoulder throw sent him crashing to the ground.

Lu Yancen slowly got up from the ground, rubbing his aching body, and let out a sneer, "It seems that President He doesn't care about Miss Xiang's leg that much after all."

"If you don't treat Xiangwan's leg, Auntie Liu will peel your skin." He beckoned him up with a hand.

Lu Yancen patted his sore butt and smiled helplessly, his tone softening a bit. "When it comes to schemes, doctors are indeed no match for those who practice medicine."

He looked at He Hanchuan and said, "But if Mr. He really wants to be good to Miss Xiang, he'd better not go. Her emotional ups and downs are bad for her health."

"Thank you." He Hanchuan didn't look at him this time. He simply said the word succinctly, then grabbed the ripped hospital gown and strode out of the ward.

Lu Yancen watched his back, rubbed his sore shoulder, and winced in pain. He sighed, fearing Liu's repeated reminders, but ultimately followed after him.

In the emergency room waiting area, there were seats. Lü Yáncéng sat down after arriving, but Hé Hánchuān stood still, his eyes clouded and unreadable, seemingly lost in thought, his expression bearing a hint of repressed pain.

Tap tap tap.

The sound of his foot hitting the shoe and then the ground was jarring, almost eerie.

He Hanchuan remained staring at the door to the emergency room, unmoving. Lu Yancen turned his head and glanced back—

A young, handsome man who bore a striking resemblance to A-Wai was wearing a hospital gown. One arm and one hand were both in casts. At this moment, the uninjured foot wore a slipper as he hopped towards the emergency room with an odd gait.

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

“Hurry up, the nurse just said Wanwan was sent to the emergency room because she got angry! Who knows which bastard did this… Damn it!” Xiang Yu hopped too fast and fell to the ground, along with his crutches under his arm.

When He Hanchuan heard Xiang Yu fall, he finally turned back. He frowned and walked over a few steps, reaching out his hand to him.

"Humph!" Xiang Yu snorted heavily, avoiding his gaze and shouting to Lin NaLu behind him, "Even a cripple like me can run faster than you!"

Lin Nalulu jogged over and said to He Hanchuan insincerely, "No trouble for President He, thank you."

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

"If something happens to Wanwan, I wouldn't lose a single pound, I'd just die in the hospital!" Xiang Yu said this while staring daggers at He Hanchuan, his eyes filled with hatred.

Lin Nalu's eyes dimmed, she didn't speak, gritting her teeth to help Xiang Yu up from the ground.

He Ganchuan's Adam's apple bobbed, but he didn't insist any further. He turned back towards the emergency room, staring straight at the door.

"Such a wound on Shao Xia, it's best to go back and rest." Lu Yancen stepped forward and helped him up, finally managing to get him up without further injuring Xiang Yu.

"Thank you, doctor," said Lin Nalú.

As a doctor, Lu Yancen disliked people making jokes about his body the most, so he couldn't be warm towards Xiang Yulin and Na Lu. "Don't be so polite. I'm just worried that Young Master Xiang had something wrong and implicated his attending physician in the end."

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

He struggled to jump in front of He Hanchuan, staring straight at him. Then, with a sudden plop, he knelt on the ground in a rather awkward posture, his back straight. "He Hanchuan, I have never asked anyone for anything 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 the hand that wasn't injured.

If it were normal times, he could have easily lifted Xiang Yu up. But today, Xiang Yu was determined to kneel, and with a cast on his body, He Hanchuan couldn't force him to stand. The two were temporarily at an impasse.

Toward Yu knelt on the ground, crimson eyes hidden with hatred and helplessness, "As I said to others, he's just a useless second-generation ancestor. Besides eating and waiting to die, he can't do anything, and he can't understand the thoughts of you powerful people!"

“But a person only has one life. He Hanchuan, how many times has Wanwan almost died because of you Even if she's wrong in every way, even if she angers you, shouldn't your anger have subsided by now! Ah!”

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