EBE Chapter 532 He Can't Turn the Tables
Chapter 532 He Can't Turn the Tables
Han Xi frowned again: "My fourth uncle is quite ambitious. He certainly won't give up now that he failed this time."
"He probably already knows about Mamba's situation. With you here, will he take any action against you?"
"He can't turn the tide."
Han Xi's voice was as cold as ice, "I have the lifeline of the mining area in my hands. Even if he wants to do something, he'll have to think twice."
He stared at the operating room door, his eyes deep and unfathomable. "Besides, I'm not the only one who doesn't want him to go back this time. As long as he's in the country, I have plenty of ways to make him just be the fourth master of the Han family."
Xu Fangye didn't say anything more. He knew Han Xi's temperament; once his bottom line was crossed, he would always be ruthless.
Time passed second by second, and the clock in the corridor ticked away, as if counting everyone's heartbeats.
Around 3 a.m., the operating room lights finally went out.
The moment the door opened, Han Xi, Xu Fangye, and Deng Xiulin, who had been on the phone, rushed over simultaneously.
Fang Li lay on the hospital bed, her face still pale, but her breathing was much more steady. Thick gauze was wrapped around her neck, and the lines of her jawline were still soft.
The nurse pushed the hospital bed forward, and Han Xi followed closely behind, his eyes never leaving her face.
"The patient is still unconscious. The next few days are crucial. Family members must be careful not to cause her any further agitation. Please inform us immediately if there are any complications."
The nurse whispered her instructions.
Han Xi nodded without speaking, but simply reached out and gently grasped Fang Li's hand, which was outside the blanket.
Her hands were cold, like ice, and he wrapped them tightly in his palms, trying to give her some warmth.
Upon arriving at the VIP ward, the nurses settled Fang Li in, connected her to various monitoring devices, and gave her some instructions before leaving.
Xu Fangye followed the nurse to complete the formalities. Deng Xiulin looked at Fang Li on the bed, took a barely audible deep breath, and said in a low voice, "Since Fang Li's condition is stable for the time being, I will return to Beijing first."
Han Xi didn't even look up, just nodded and said, "Tang Chen will cooperate with you. I want Shengshi Group to disappear before dawn."
Deng Xiulin raised an eyebrow: "Don't worry, you focus on taking care of Fang Li. Leave the things in Beijing to us. Just wait for the latest financial news tomorrow morning."
Deng Xiulin turned and left, the door opening and closing again.
The room fell completely silent, with only the regular, monotonous beeping of the instruments.
Han Xi sat on the edge of the bed, holding Fang Li's hand, and looked down at her sleeping face.
Her long eyelashes, like two small fans, lay quietly on her eyelids. Her face was deathly pale, which made his heart tighten.
"Ah Li, I'm sorry..."
His voice was soft, with a heavy nasal tone, "It's my fault, I shouldn't have left you alone..."
Tears fell without warning, landing on the back of Fang Li's hand; they were scalding hot.
If anyone were to see this, they would be too shocked to react.
Han Xi, the young master of the Han Group, a financial luminary known for his ruthless methods, actually shed tears.
It is said that men do not easily shed tears, but a man like Han Xi would probably never be believed by anyone to have ever cried.
But now, he really cried.
Han Xi pressed his forehead against Fang Li's hand, his breathing becoming heavy and labored.
He took a deep breath and murmured in a hoarse voice what had happened during the days they had been apart.
They were both people who only shared good news and never bad news, but now he wanted to share his longing with Fang Li, or rather, he wanted her to hear his voice and wake up soon.
Han Xi recounted his experiences in Mamba, the dangers of negotiating with the military government, and how much he missed her, thinking about her every single moment.
“I made thorough preparations in advance. I was worried about the safety of the capital, so I specially sent you back to Haicheng. I thought you would be back soon, but I didn’t expect…”
He choked up and couldn't continue, tears blurring his vision.
He remembered the morning they parted, when she hugged his neck at the airport and said she would wait for him to come back so she could eat the sweet and sour pork ribs she made. He smiled and agreed, never expecting that it would lead her through so much.
"I'm sorry, Ali, I'm so sorry..."
He apologized repeatedly, his voice filled with self-reproach and guilt.
The atmosphere in the ward was somber, with only his suppressed sobs and the ticking of the medical equipment.
When Xu Fangye returned after completing the formalities, this was the scene he saw.
He didn't speak, but simply sat down on the sofa opposite him, looking at the sky gradually brightening outside the window, his eyes filled with complex emotions.
Time passed slowly, and around 5 a.m., a series of hurried footsteps echoed in the corridor, accompanied by a woman's sobbing.
Han Xi and Xu Fangye both looked up at the doorway.
The door was pushed open, and Xu Tingfeng, Fang Yun, and Cheng Xian walked in.
Xu Tingfeng was wearing dark-colored home clothes with only a black woolen overcoat on top. His hair was a little messy, indicating that he had rushed over after receiving the news and hadn't even had time to change his clothes.
His expression was grave. As soon as he entered the room, he quickly walked to the bedside. When he saw Fang Li's pale face and the gauze on her neck, his brows furrowed.
As soon as Fang Yun saw Fang Li, tears streamed down her face. She rushed to the bedside, wanting to touch her but not daring to, and could only cling tightly to the railing, her voice choked with sobs: "Guo Bao... my Guo Bao... how could this happen..."
Cheng Xian's eyes also reddened. She walked over to Xu Fangye and punched him hard: "You brat! Such a big thing happened, why didn't you tell us sooner? Did you want to worry us to death?"
Xu Fangye lowered his head and did not offer any explanation.
He knew he bore an inescapable responsibility for this matter.
"Alright, now is not the time to talk about this."
Xu Tingfeng interrupted Cheng Xian's questioning in a deep voice, "What did the doctor say? How is Guo Bao's condition?"
Xu Fangye raised his head, his voice low: "The doctor said it's temporarily stable, but we're still under observation. Whether we can save the baby depends on the subsequent recovery."
Mentioning her child, Fang Yun sobbed even harder. She covered her mouth, her shoulders shaking with each sob: "How could this happen... my poor child..."
Cheng Xian sighed, walked to the bedside, looked at Fang Li's sleeping face, her eyes filled with heartache: "I heard that person had been lying in ambush at the hotel for a long time. It's really hard to guard against a thief within your own ranks..."
She didn't say anything more, but gently patted Fang Yun's back and comforted him, "Don't worry too much, Guo Bao is a lucky child, everything will be alright."
Han Xi stood up and made room for them, his voice hoarse: "Uncle, Aunt, and Eldest Aunt, please sit down."
Fang Yun then noticed Han Xi, seeing his red eyes and haggard face, and sighed: "Xiu Jin, you've had a hard time."
Han Xi shook his head without saying anything, but simply sat back down on the edge of the bed and took Fang Li's hand.
Her hands were still cold, so he wrapped them in his palms, hoping to give her some warmth.
The ward was quiet, with only Fang Yun's suppressed sobs and the ticking of the medical equipment.
The sky outside the window gradually brightened, and a ray of sunlight shone through the window, falling on Fang Li's face and gilding her pale cheeks with a faint golden light.