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He Xiyan was delighted for one moment, thinking that it was Ye Hao who called back. Taking a look at the phone, she found it was not from him but a strange number, of a landline specifically.

Hello, is that Mrs. Ye? A girls voice came out of the phone.

He Xiyan was stunned a little. For the first time, someone called her Mrs. Ye, and she was almost surprised out of response.

Yes. Who is that, please?

The girl continued, Im a nurse at Ye City Central Hospital. Well, your husband got a neck injury and was in surgery. He asked me to call you so that you dont have to worry. Hell call you back later. The voice of the nurse was very sweet, but sounded like a thunderbolt out of the sky in the ear of He Xiyan.

Neck injury?

At once she opened her eyes wide, a sudden coldness striking her back. Her hands began to sweat immediately.

How could a good person get hurt, neck injury especially. Should it be

He Xiyan suddenly thought of the worst. Someone was going to kill her husband. Yes, that was the only possibility. Otherwise, how could it be possible to hurt his neck?

As if forgetting that she had been pregnant for more than two months, He Xiyan was so anxious that she went downstairs with only one coat on. She woke up the sleeping driver, asking him to take her to the hospital as quickly as possible.

However hard his injury was, she just wanted to see him at the moment.

Arriving at the hospital, she stood alone outside the operating room, staring at the flickering words on operation.

She watched like this and waited for nearly half an hour until a nurse came up and patted her on the shoulder.

Are you Mrs. Ye?

He Xiyan nodded, a face reddened with nervousness, her hands tight as well.

Yes, how is my husband?

Seeing she was so nervous, the nurse poured her a glass of water, trying to calm her down.

Take easy, he is fine. The bowl piece did not cut the artery after all. We had treated the wound the moment we reached him. The wound did not bleed much. It would be all right. You could rest here and he would come out in an hour. The nurse took her to the lounge to have a rest. Knowing that the injured man was the oldest son and master in Ye family as well as the richest man in the Ye City, the nurse was extremely polite.

Shocked, He Xiyan looked at the nurse, a twist in her eyebrows.

Bowl piece?

How could it be a bowl piece? She thought it was cut by a knife and that someone was going to assassinate her husband.

How did he get hurt? He Xiyan grabbed the nurse by the sleeve, and continued to ask. She was now nervous and confused.

The nurse shook her head.

Im not clear about the details, but he was in a fight at the West Lake Restaurant. When our ambulance arrived, he was already at the door, someone dressed his wound in a simple way.

The nurse said whatever she knew, and then made another cup of milk for Hexi Yan as if she was entertaining a guest.

He Xiyan, however, was not in the mood to drink the milk . She was still short of breath. I wonder why Ye Hao, who has always been a steady man, fought with people in the restaurant, and the man who fought with him was very vicious. Fighting means fighting. Fighting means fists and feet. What you do to hurt people with bowls. Isnt that to kill Ye Hao? If we cut the carotid artery, what should we do? We will die on the spot.

He Xiyan felt heartbroken and angry at the thought of someone cutting Yehaos neck with sharp tools.

The door of the operating room opened.

Its just a minor operation, so its fast.