Chapter 582 You're Rebellious
As soon as the girl opened her mouth, Wen Lan recognized that it was Nan Chuji.
Wen Lan hurriedly asked her how Xie Beiheng's injury was and why he had conflicted with others.
Nan Chuji cried softly, "Beiheng and I went to visit the temple fair. Someone stole my wallet. Beiheng chased me into a secluded alley and was beaten by several of the thief's accomplices..."
She cried and said something else, but Wen Lan didn't listen to a word and asked anxiously: "How is Beiheng's injury? It's not life-threatening, right?"
"There are some skin injuries, and -" Nan Chuji choked up and couldn't continue.
The more she behaved like this, the more anxious Wen Lan became, "What's going on with Beiheng? Teacher Nan, what can you tell me?"
"Beiheng was - stabbed -"
Before Nan Chuji finished speaking, Wen Lan felt his eyes go dark and lost consciousness.
Wen Lan's mind was confused and he vaguely saw Xie Beiheng lying on the ground covered in blood, motionless.
She shouted "Beiheng" over and over again until her voice became hoarse, and Xie Beiheng didn't respond.
When she woke up, Wen Lan found herself lying in a single ward of the hospital, and Nuan Nuan was dozing off in front of the hospital bed with her chin in one hand.
"How is Beiheng?" Wen Lan straightened his upper body to look for his cell phone, and saw that an IV was still on his wrist.
Nuan Nuan woke up from her sleep and hurriedly pressed Wen Lan, "Don't worry, my dad, Uncle Jiang and Xiaotong have already rushed to Hong Kong City. I just called and they said Beiheng is out of danger and has been discharged from the ICU. The emergency room has been transferred to the general ward.”
Wen Lan's heart skipped a beat. Her memory still lingered on the few seconds before she fell into coma. Nan Chuji said on the phone that Beiheng had been stabbed by a thief.
She never dared to think deeply, she just thought that it would be fine after just a bandage, but unexpectedly Beiheng was admitted to the ICU for emergency treatment!
"My cell phone?" Wen Lan was impatient, "Please dial your dad's cell phone for me——"
At this time, the door of the ward was pushed open from the outside, and Xie Nanchen came carrying a thermos bucket, "Mom, are you feeling better?"
"I'm just so angry, what can happen?" Wen Lan said, taking Nuan Nuan's cell phone, staring at the flashing screen and waiting for the call to come.
After the ringtone was sung, the thank you banquet was not answered.
Wen Lan was unwilling to give in and found his mobile phone to dial Xie Yansheng's number. It was still the same.
"The gangsters who attacked Beiheng were detained by the police station. Beiheng is in the hospital. Dad brought a lawyer there. He must be busy with a lot of things. Don't worry." Xie Nanchen advised.
Wen Lan frowned. He found Nan Chuji's phone number in the address book with one hand and dialed it. It was turned off.
Xiaotong and Nuannuan are the same age, and Wenlan feels like she can't get any valuable information out of him.
After being stunned for a moment, Wen Lan looked at Nuan Nuan and said, "Call Jiang Jingci for me."
Wen Lan did as he was told, and soon Jiang Jingci's warm voice came from the phone, "Nuan Nuan, is your mother awake?"
In front of the two children, Wen Lan couldn't help but coughed deliberately, "I'm Wen Lan."
Jiang Jingci on the other end changed his pleasant expression and said "Oh" solemnly, "Is something wrong?"
"Yansheng and Nan Chuji didn't answer the phone, so I had to call you." Wen Lan was afraid of causing misunderstanding, so he took the lead in explaining, "How is Beiheng's injury?"
"The knife was very deep, only 4 millimeters away from the spleen, and there was a lot of bleeding." Jiang Jingci paused, "Fortunately, he is now out of danger and has been transferred to the general ward."
"Jiang Jingci, you won't lie to me, right?" Wen Lan's heartstrings tightened.
"No." Jiang Jingci said firmly, "Xie Yansheng took his lawyer to the Hong Kong City Public Security Bureau, and Nan Chuji followed him to take notes. Their phone calls can't be reached now."
Wen Lan: "Are you with Beiheng in the hospital now?"
"Xiaotong is staying with Beiheng in the ward, and I'll talk to you on the phone outside." Jiang Jingci said calmly, "The anesthetic in Beiheng's body has not faded yet, and he is still sleeping soundly. When he wakes up, he will be the first to contact you."
"Please take a video of Beiheng, I want to see it!" Wen Lan couldn't see Xie Beiheng, so watching the video could relieve his nervousness.
"Wait a moment, I will send it to Nuannuan's phone." Jiang Jingci sighed with unfinished content, "You should also take care of yourself."
Wen Lan hung up the phone impatiently.
In less than a minute, Jiang Jingci sent Xie Beiheng's video to Nuannuan on WeChat.
Xie Beiheng closed his eyes tightly, his face was as pale as a piece of white paper, and his eyebrows were tight even when he was sleeping.
Wen Lan watched this seventeen-second video seven or eight times in a row. At first, her attention was on Xie Beiheng, and finally she saw the intravenous drip bag and blood transfusion bag hanging above the ward.
Two thin transparent tubes flowed into Xie Beiheng's arm at the same time. When Wen Lan saw this, his heart felt like a knife.
Big tears fell on the phone screen.
Nuan Nuan was afraid that she would be upset again, so she took the phone away and said, "Uncle Jiang has long said that Beiheng is fine, so please stop crying. Take good care of her for two days, and try to be discharged from the hospital early to see Beiheng in Hong Kong City."
Wen Lan calmed down his emotions and checked the flights to Hong Kong City on the booking software with his mobile phone in one hand.
At this time, she was shocked to realize that she didn’t even know what day, time, and minute it was.
I exited the ticket booking interface and looked at the calendar. It was already 12:30 noon on the second day of the Lunar New Year.
She fainted in the afternoon of the first grade of junior high school.
The nearest flight to Hong Kong City was at three o'clock in the afternoon. She was anxious to see Xie Beiheng and was about to book a ticket when her phone was snatched away by Xie Nanchen who was sitting on the other side of her hospital bed.
"Mom, Beiheng is out of danger. Once the doctor agrees to discharge you, we will accompany you to Hong Kong City."
"Give me your phone back!" Wen Lan scolded Xie Nanchen with a straight face.
Xie Nanchen stood up and moved away from her, took out a black old-fashioned phone from his pocket and handed it to her, "I'll keep your phone for you first. This phone has all the functions of making calls and sending messages except that it can't access the Internet. I'm sorry that you can use it until you are discharged from the hospital."
"Xie Nanchen! You are so rebellious!" Wen Lan never thought that the gentleman who was always gentle and modest would be so aggressive to confiscate her phone.
"Let me chat with you for a while, I'll go to the pharmacy to get the medicine." Xie Nanchen made up a high-sounding reason and left the ward with Wen Lan's phone.
Wen Lan wanted to chase him, but she had to give up because she was still on the IV drip.
Nuan Nuan wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, so she could only keep biting her lower lip to cover it up.
Xie Nanchen was very smart. He only appeared in the ward when Wen Lan was on the IV drip. As soon as Wen Lan's drip was over, he disappeared.
In the evening, Xie Yansheng called Nuan Nuan's phone.
Xie Beiheng's situation was exactly the same as what Jiang Jingci said. Xie Yansheng also asked Xie Beiheng to talk to Wen Lan for a few words, and Wen Lan's tense nerves were relieved.
Before ending the call, Wen Lan asked: "Beiheng almost lost his life for Nan Chuji. How is Nan Chuji feeling now?"
"That girl was scared and cried when she saw me, and kept apologizing. I stayed in the ward for ten minutes, and she had to say self-blame for nine minutes. In addition to being called away to take notes, she accompanied Beiheng day and night, and even did not allow me to pay for medical expenses." Xie Yansheng said slowly.