Three Words That Drove Him Mad

Haicheng City Hospital

In the hospital room, the doctor held a stack of X-ray images and spoke, "Everything else is fine, but the fourth finger of her right hand is shattered. Even after it heals, it will affect the finger's dexterity."

He knew that Qiao Xi was a doctor herself. For someone in the medical profession, injury to the hands could destroy a career.

"Is there no other way?"

Huo Xingzhou looked down at Qiao Xi, who lay on the bed with her eyes tightly shut, and asked softly.

"This kind of injury is beyond even Dr. Yan's skill. I think we'll have to try physiotherapy with National Medical Master Cheng Han," the chief physician said, glancing curiously at Huo Xingzhou's legs, but not daring to ask further questions. He only guessed that Huo Xingzhou might have already contacted Cheng Han.

"I understand," Huo Xingzhou replied quietly.

The doctor gave a few more instructions and left the room.

Qiao Xi, lying on the bed, trembled slightly, and as her eyes remained closed, tears began to fall from the corners of her eyes.

She hadn't fallen asleep, and she could hear everything they said.

Looking for Cheng Han to treat her injuries?

She couldn't even bear to think about it.

She was a doctor herself, and she knew better than anyone else the extent of her injury.

Her hand was ruined.

Huo Xingzhou turned around and saw the faint rise and fall of her chest, her silent sobbing. He reached out, gently brushing the tear stains on her cheek with his fingertips.

"Qiao Xi, you can cry out loud."

His eyes were filled with concern, and his voice was soft.

Qiao Xi bit her lip, refusing to make a sound no matter how much she wanted to.

Huo Xingzhou lowered his body and pulled her into his arms. "Don't be afraid. It will get better. Qiao Xi, give me two days."

All ten of her fingers were wrapped in bandages. She took a deep breath and said, "Mr. Huo, Shu Xue's phone was smashed. Can you help me buy a new one? I'll transfer the money to you."

"Okay," Huo Xingzhou answered. "Is there anything else you need?"

"I... I want to be alone for a while," she said, struggling to steady her trembling voice.

Huo Xingzhou gave her a long, deep look before slowly walking out of the room.

The door closed behind him.

Inside, Qiao Xi felt as if her chest was blocked by something heavy. Her breathing grew rapid, and she couldn't help but cry out.

She cried uncontrollably.

Finding Cheng Han? It seemed impossible!

Wang Dafu had run away, Shu Xue's phone was destroyed, and the evidence was gone.

She knew that with her unlicensed practice of medicine and her finger ruined, her career path had been blocked completely.

On the other side of the door, Huo Xingzhou clenched his fists as he heard the muffled cries of despair.

When Zhou Yu arrived at the hospital, he found Huo Xingzhou in a frenzied mood.

"Huo Er!"

He called out, and his eyes landed on Huo Xingzhou's healed legs. "The news has been sealed. They don't know your legs have healed. Your parents were on their way to the hospital, but I stopped them."

Zhou Yu had just returned from the police station and immediately reported, "Zhuo Feng has been caught but didn't reveal who's behind it. Wang Dafu and his wife are still on the run. Zhuo Feng's sudden attack on Qiao Xi must have been because of some inside information."

"It was ordered by Huo Beiting," Huo Xingzhou said without hesitation.

"That bastard is always playing dirty. Zhuo Feng probably won't tell the truth. How's Qiao Xi's condition?" Zhou Yu asked, glancing at the hospital room door with concern.

"It doesn't look good," Huo Xingzhou replied coldly, then asked, "How is the online public opinion about Qiao Xi?"

Zhou Yu answered seriously, "The attention is high. Do you want me to spend money to reduce the heat? But Qiao Xi's unlicensed practice has had a huge impact. Even the Chinese Medical Association has issued a statement, banning her from practicing medicine and revoking her qualifications for life."

At this point, whether Wang Dafu was pretending to be sick no longer mattered.

"Unless Qiao Xi can prove she wasn't practicing without a license," Zhou Yu added.

Huo Xingzhou's face became sharp and cold, his lips curling into a smile that held no warmth. "Increase the heat! Hire water armies to make this matter bigger. The bigger, the better."

"Why pour oil on the fire?" Zhou Yu frowned, asking, "If we do that, Qiao Xi will..."

Suddenly, he realized something and looked at Huo Xingzhou with wide eyes.

Huo Xingzhou's eyes darkened with unprecedented gloom as he spoke, "I want them to build a high tower, one that will be hard to take down!"

"Understood. I'll get to it immediately."

Zhou Yu quickly understood what Huo Xingzhou meant.

Qiao Xi's master was Cheng Han, the National Medical Master!

Huo Xingzhou must know something from the countryside, and he was confident in turning this around.

"Leak out Qiao Xi's injury. Huo Beiting must have spies at the hospital."

"Got it."

Zhou Yu understood the plan, and they would make Huo Beiting enjoy his victory for a moment.

"Also, go buy a new phone and give it to Shu Xue at the nurse's station," Huo Xingzhou added, remembering Qiao Xi's request.

"Oh."

Zhou Yu gave him a thoughtful glance.

In the past, Huo Xingzhou had always been wild and unruly. When had he become so concerned with such small details?

"Zhou Yu, find a way to collect some interest from Huo Beiting first," he said, his anger subsiding as he spoke calmly.

...

The night grew deeper.

At a luxurious five-star hotel in the heart of Haicheng City.

Huo Beiting, wearing a bathrobe, leisurely sipped a glass of red wine. He glanced at his phone, his lips curling into a satisfied smile.

He'd heard that Zhuo Feng had beaten that country girl badly.

Her hand was ruined.

It was a sweet revenge.

He took another sip of his wine, his gaze drifting to the frosted glass of the bathroom.

Soon, the water in the bathroom stopped.

A woman, wearing a wine-red silk nightdress, walked sensually over and sat on his lap.

"How about trying the couch?" she said, leaning against him seductively.

Huo Beiting sniffed her neck and said, "You smell so good. You even sprayed perfume after your shower. Looks like you don't want me to leave tonight."

His eyes fell on her curvy figure. He liked women with voluptuous bodies, especially someone like Fang Anni, who was both beautiful and knew how to please him.

Fang Anni leaned in and whispered three words in his ear.

Huo Beiting, as if provoked, pressed her down onto the couch, tugging at her shoulder strap.

Fang Anni giggled and pulled him closer.

The last time she didn't get pregnant, but she was determined to try harder this time. After all, this child would be the next heir to the Huo family.

Clothes scattered around them.

The sound of friction between the couch and the floor filled the room.

Suddenly, the phone on the coffee table rang. Huo Beiting frowned in annoyance.

Fang Anni glanced at it and sweetly said, "It's Su Weiwei, pick it up."

They were still tightly pressed against each other, but Huo Beiting reached out to grab the phone and answered, "Hello, what's the matter?" His hand was still wandering over her body.

"Beiting! Wang Dafu has run away. If the police catch him, will he rat me out? I'm so scared!" Su Weiwei's voice was frantic.

She was a fool for getting involved in something illegal for the first time.

Huo Beiting spoke in a cold tone, "He's done enough to only get two years in prison. You gave him fifty million. If he's not an idiot, he knows to take the fall for this."

Wang Dafu wouldn't rat anyone out.

Su Weiwei sighed in relief, then asked, "Beiting, where are you? We...?"

"I have things to do, I'll hang up now."

Huo Beiting quickly hung up the phone, and Fang Anni laughed as she continued to tease him.

"Let's see how I deal with you," he growled.

"Come on," she teased, her voice filled with anticipation.

Just as they were about to continue, Fang Anni's phone rang again.

It was Su Weiwei again.

Fang Anni looked at Huo Beiting and smiled. "How about something more exciting?"