My CEO Husband Has Some Issues

Chapter 92 - 92: 92: Ran Through Eight Red Lights

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Cui Jiangjing’s jaw almost dropped in shock.

Little Yan Rong’s situation didn’t look good, and even Little Baby was crying. What on earth had happened?

He felt as if ants were crawling inside his heart; he thrust Shen Siyuan’s things into Fu Yi’s hands, not even bothering with Shen, and hurriedly said, “That, I just remembered I have something urgent to attend to and have to leave first.” “Fu Yi, you accompany Siyuan to check into the hotel. She’s in your care now.”

“What was that just now?”

The man with gold-rimmed glasses and elongated fox-like eyes had just called out to him, but before he could finish, Cui Jiangjing winked at him, hinting that someone was nearby, and mumbled in a rush, “I’ll call you tonight, we’ll talk on the phone!”

Fu Yi’s eyes darkened, and without asking further, he stood tall and calmly said, “Go ahead.”

“Little Siyuan, I’m leaving first, ha. Some other day, your brother will treat you to a meal.” He cheekily said goodbye to the pretty girl, didn’t give her a chance to call him back, and quickly slipped away.

Fu Yi, holding luggage, stood in front of Shen Siyuan, put his hand on her shoulder, and pushed her forward, “Let’s go, I’ll take you to check in.”

They had just left when a sneaky man with a camera crept out from the stairs’ corner, ran outside the hotel, and triumphantly looked at the photos he had taken. He took out his phone and made a call, “Hello, I’ve got the photos, when will you transfer the money?”

Kangfei Hospital.

A black Maybach sped like lightning and stopped at the hospital entrance; Li

Shengxiao hurriedly braked, picked up the nearly fainting person from the car,

and ran inside.

Meanwhile, a flashy Bugatti Veyron followed closely behind and drifted to a halt at the hospital’s entrance. Cui Jiangjing unbuckled his seatbelt, his eyebrows knotted tightly. As he rushed into the hospital, he kept murmuring complaints, “Damn, what’s wrong with Little Yan Rong, Shengxiao just ran through eight red lights! He made me run through eight red lights too, I hope my driver’s license doesn’t get suspended.”

As he hurried along, he saw the dignified man kick open the door to his office.

He heard a loud bang and felt his heart bleed; he rushed over saying “Boss, don’t kick it, that’s my Italian-imported sandalwood door. If you break it, who do I go to fix it?”

No sooner had he finished speaking than he met the almost bloodshot black eyes of his friend.

His joke got stuck in his throat; as he got closer and saw Rong Yan covered in blood in Li Shengxiao’s arms, he dropped his frivolous demeanor, “Holy shit, what happened to Yan? Who did this to her?”

Rong Yan was now the apple of Li Shengxiao’s eye, the mother of his child. Who the hell dared to do this to her!

Someone must be tired of living!

“Save her!” Every drop of blood in Li Shengxiao’s body seemed to freeze, his dark eagle eyes harboring a storm about to break. If not for Rong Yan in his arms, who knows what he might have done.

“Wait a minute, I’ll call the nurse right away to check her wounds.” Cui Jiangjing, although usually joking, was never negligent in serious matters. He walked into the office, “We need to see if her injuries are severe and if she needs surgery. If she does, I’ll arrange a female doctor for her.”

Li Shengxiao lowered his eyes to the pale face and tightly clenched lips of the person in his arms, his own lips forming a straight line. He looked up and said, “You look, be quick!”

“What?” Cui Jiangjing dared not lift Yan’s clothes to look.. He rubbed his forehead, feeling helpless, “Even if you let me look, I can’t treat her right away, I need to wait for someone to come over, right?”