The plane landed, and Qin Ningyi's phone was unreachable. Fortunately, his subordinates, who were left by Huo Rou, learned of Qin Ningyi's whereabouts through a comrade.
"Miss Huo, please follow me."
The subordinate led Huo Rou out of the airport.
As soon as she saw the airport exit, Huo Rou keenly sensed the anomaly at the entrance. She reached out and pulled the subordinate who was walking forward, and they hid themselves behind a corner.
They exchanged glances, observing the scene outside the airport gate. A group of foreigners, tall and burly, stood there. Some held tablets, while others were making calls in a fit of rage.
"When did the people from BDD depart?"
After observing for a while, Huo Rou turned and asked.
Her question led the others to guess what was happening. The subordinate lowered his eyes and calculated, "Miss Huo, judging by the timing, they are likely BDD personnel."
If they were from BDD, they were most likely after Qin Ningyi. Logically, such individuals should be dealt with as soon as possible…
Outnumbered, and for the sake of safety, despite the surging battle intent in her heart, she chose to take a detour. The priority was to see Qin Ningyi first.
As for BDD, Huo Rou casually called Chen Guochao.
As they left the airport, they saw the BDD people waiting by the roadside from a distance. It seemed they had local contacts. The subordinate sent the photos he had just taken to Guyan's intelligence group.
[BDD personnel, track their movements.]
"Miss Huo, we've arrived." The subordinate alerted her, observed the surroundings, and then got out of the car.
Huo Rou looked at the hospital in front of her and another one not far away, a look of confusion on her face.
The subordinate explained, "To avoid causing trouble for the young master, they have settled Young Master Qin here. The young master is under the protection of Old Master Qin's men, and we have also left some personnel. He is very safe."
He didn't mention that it was precisely because the main force was deployed to protect An An's safety at the hospital that Qin Ningyi had encountered such difficulties.
"Miss Huo, this way please." The subordinate led the way.
As Huo Rou followed him towards the entrance of the Second Hospital, a car whizzed past behind them and stopped at the entrance of the Capital Hospital not far away.
The make and model of the car made Huo Rou subconsciously glance at it, and the person who got out of the car felt somewhat familiar.
As soon as he got out of the car, the person answered his phone. Even from a distance, Huo Rou could see the solemnity in his eyes and the agitated gestures due to his temper.
"Sun Zhiyuan?"
Huo Rou murmured. She shouldn't have misidentified him. Even after all these years, people change, but Sun Zhiyuan's anxious demeanor was just the same as when she had seen him before.
"What?" The subordinate walking ahead heard Huo Rou's voice but didn't catch it clearly, so he turned back to ask.
"Nothing," Huo Rou shook her head and stepped up the stairs. "Just an ordinary person."
Her father had once said that among his two deputy captains, one relied on strength and the other on luck.
Sun Zhiyuan indeed had good luck. Because his abilities were insufficient, her father, Huo Jinyi, had kept Sun Zhiyuan at the rear base during that operation. He had the good fortune to escape the hail of bullets that caused heavy casualties.
Unscathed, he was promoted smoothly.
Truly enviable.
As the elevator ascended, Huo Rou focused her gaze on the increasing floor numbers.
Due to the special circumstances, Qin Ningyi had been assigned to the top floor by the hospital, with only him as a patient on the entire floor.
In the ward, Qin Ningyi lay quietly, as if he had fallen asleep from sheer exhaustion.
Upon their entry, the doctor inquired about their identities and then began to explain the precautions.
"The patient is wearing a protective suit, and the bullet did not penetrate deeply into his body. After surgical removal, constant observation is required…"
Previously, when she heard such instructions, she was the one lying in bed. At that time, she didn't feel much beyond the pain. The sensation of pain itself no longer mattered after experiencing it so many times.
Now, with Qin Ningyi lying in the hospital bed, hearing similar words evoked a different sentiment.
"He will get better, right?"
"Doctor, his forehead seems a bit hot…"
…
She did not want to experience loss again.
Worry clouded her judgment; her world had long since gained another person.
As the ward door closed, leaving only her and Qin Ningyi in the small space, tears quietly slipped down Huo Rou's cheeks.
She sat down beside the bed, gently took Qin Ningyi's hand, and her gaze fell on his chest.
"Little brother, it must hurt a lot, right?"