The Arrogant Wife of CEO

Old Nazhi's bodyguard stayed outside the ward. Only three people entered the ward.    

    

"Where's Qiao?" Laecia was in a restless mood. Once she entered, she could not wait to ask Hai Xiaomin for help.    

    

Hai Xiaomin lowered her eyes. Since they were allowed to come over, she was prepared to be frank. She moved aside and let them see Ling Yao lying on the bed.    

    

"Qiao!" Laecia cried out involuntarily and took two steps forward.    

    

Hai Xiaomin was afraid that Laecia would touch Ling Yao's wound and pulled her back, "Don't touch him!"    

    

"Let go!" Laecia violently shook her off and threw herself in front of Ling Yao's sickbed. She looked at the unconscious man with a face full of heartache. Because she did not know where his injury was, she subconsciously did not dare to move. She gritted her silver teeth and turned around to glare at Hai Xiaomin. "What happened to him? Why was he injured?"    

    

Hai Xiaomin's expression was sad, "It's my fault..."    

    

" It's you? It's you again!" Laecia's eyes were wide open. "It has only been a few months since Qiao's last car accident, and you have caused him such serious injuries. Hai Xiaomin, do you want to kill him?"    

    

"Car accident? What car accident?" Hai Xiaomin was stunned.    

    

When Laecia was angry, a mocking smile appeared on her lips. "Yeah, you don't know anything."    

    

"Speak clearly!" Hai Xiaomin went forward and grabbed Laecia's arm to ask. Ling Yao had a car accident before, just like how he had been looking for her. She did not know anything!    

    

What had happened during the few months that they had been separated?!    

    

Laecia once again shook off her hand and her eyes were filled with disgust, "Don't pretend to be hypocritical anymore. Since you have already betrayed Qiao, can't you stay away from him? You must torture him like this again and again!"    

    

Hai Xiaomin silently clenched her five fingers. Torture?    

    

" Boom! " With a dull sound of a crutch being thrown on the ground, Mr. Nazhi interrupted the exchange between the two women. He stared at Hai Xiaomin with an unfriendly gaze. "Tell me, what happened to Qiao this time?"    

    

The last time Ling Yao had a car accident, he was also there when the operation room was resuscitated. Old Nazhi was also angry that Ling Yao was dying again after a few months.    

    

"Ling Yao got into a fight with someone, and his head was hit and he fell into a coma..." Before Hai Xiaomin could finish her sentence, she saw Mr. Nazhi's face turn red and blue veins popped out on his forehead. He raised his cane and hit her!    

    

Even when Ling Yao had broken his ribs in the car accident, Old Nazhi was still able to keep his cool. But this time, he really wanted to kill Hai Xiaomin!    

    

With Qiao's maturity and calmness, how could he act on impulse and fight with others? This matter was most likely related to this woman!    

    

Furthermore, he had actually injured his head. After all, everything that Ling Yao had created was because he had a highly intelligent brain!    

    

Hai Xiaomin could not dodge in time and could only subconsciously raise her arm to protect her stomach. The pain that she had expected had not arrived yet.    

    

The crutch was held by three hands at the same time. One was Mr. Nazhi who controlled one end of the crutch, while the other half was blocked by Jess and Ian.    

    

"Mr. Nazhi, you are a highly respected person. Attacking a pregnant woman seems to be detrimental to your dignity, let alone in front of the bed of the boss." Jess had a faint smile on his face, and his blue eyes were flashing with a dangerous cold light.    

    

At this time, Ian, who was stuck between Jess and Old Nazhi, seemed to play a role of blocking the threat for Mr. Nazhi, and his eyes collided with Jess's.    

    

In the ward, the smell of gunpowder filled the air!    

    

"Hmph! Forget it! Now is not the time to settle accounts! " The precursor to the fight that made Hai Xiaomin's heart jump was Old Nazhi who took back his cane first and temporarily put it out. He cast a cold glance at Ian with dissatisfaction. "Hand over the attending physician. I want to ask him some questions."    

    

Therefore, a few attending physicians came to the ward and whispered to Old Nazhi in front of the window.    

    

Laecia, on the other hand, stood in front of Ling Yao's hospital bed and looked at him with a sad face. She looked even more dignified than Hai Xiaomin, the current wife.    

    

If she had known earlier that Laecia's acting was not ordinary, Hai Xiaomin would have been annoyed when she saw it. But at this moment, she could not be bothered to argue with her.    

    

"Madam, why don't you take a rest first. I am here." After wasting time with them, Hai Xiaomin's body would not be able to take it.    

    

Hai Xiaomin shook her head and whispered, "I am fine."    

    

Where could she go now? She did not know what Mr. Nazhi and the rest would do next.    

    

After conversing with the attending physician, Old Nazhi made a phone call. From a few words, Hai Xiaomin realized what the other party wanted to do. In a moment of desperation, she said, "No! You can't take him away!"    

    

The phone call Old Nazhi made just now was to arrange a transfer of treatment for Ling Yao!    

    

"You want to stop me?" Old Nazhi calmly turned around and looked at Hai Xiaomin with a dignified gaze.    

    

Old Nazhi, who was used to giving orders, did not take Hai Xiaomin's objections to heart at all. She was really too small. She was just an ant in front of him. He could blow it away with a breath and crush it with a finger. What confidence and ability did she have to change his decision?    

    

However, he was surprised. Under his pressure, this little ant was neither servile nor overbearing, and showed no signs of being frightened.    

    

Hai Xiaomin's eyes were firm. "There are top medical facilities and talents in LY here. I don't think Ling Yao needs to be transferred elsewhere!"    

    

Other than that, judging from Mr. Nazhi's actions and Ling Yao's precautions against Mr. Nazhi's actions, Hai Xiaomin could no longer naively think that this grandfather and grandson were just ordinary conflicts.    

    

Before Ling Yao woke up, she definitely could not hand over the unprepared him!    

    

"Truly good, everyone dares to shout in front of me!" Old Nazhi's face was gloomy.    

    

Hai Xiaomin explained helplessly, "Grandfather, I did not mean that."    

    

"Seven days. It has been a full five days. What is the effect of the so-called top medical team that you mentioned? He has been in trouble for such a long time, but you guys deliberately hid it from me. I see that you guys have evil intentions towards my grandson. It is not certain if you really want him to wake up! "    

    

As expected of Old Nazhi. With just a few words, he had reversed right and wrong, leaving Hai Xiaomin speechless!    

    

" Ling Yao is my husband. Before getting my permission, no one can take him away! " Instead of trying to argue with Old Nazhi, she might as well bite the bullet and say something.    

    

That's right. She did not have a strong enough background to fight Old Nazhi, but she had Ling Yao as her backing. Even if he was unconscious now, the person he left for her would stand on her side.    

    

As Hai Xiaomin's words fell, the bodyguards outside the door once again clashed with the people Old Nazhi brought.    

    

Old Nazhi's eyes darkened. He really did not think that Hai Xiaomin would dare to fight against him. If she forcefully took Ling Yao away, he was afraid that there would be more complications. This was what he did not want to see.    

    

"Grandpa, if you are worried, you can stay in the hospital. If you have a better treatment plan, you can also give it to me. Our goal is to wake Ling Yao up. I hope that at this critical moment, everyone can understand each other and unite." Hai Xiaomin relaxed her tone again, indicating a certain degree of compromise.