Slowly opening his eyes, Qu Zian looked at the scene in front of him in a blur, and couldn’t help but be slightly taken aback. Just as he was about to get up, he felt as if his head had been hit with a wooden stick, resulting in a dull pain.
Groaning softly, Qu Zian leaned back on the pillow, breathing heavily, his mind blank for a moment.
Squeak—
The room door was slowly pushed open, Qu Zian turned his head and stared blankly, only to see a man in a white lab coat standing at the door. He paused slightly, then turned to someone behind him and said, "Go tell Young Master Ji, he’s awake."
Saying this, Qu Zian saw the man step towards him, then slightly bent down, waved to him, and said, "Hello, are you feeling any discomfort?"
Discomfort...?
Qu Zian frowned slightly and hoarsely said, "My head really hurts..."
The doctor straightened up knowingly, "That’s normal, after all, you were knocked out cold with a stick, it’d be strange if it didn’t hurt. Anything else?"
"Like..."
"Like... mental aspects?" The doctor tilted his head and asked.
Qu Zian’s face darkened, "I don’t think I look like someone who’s lost memory or is mentally unstable."
"Hahaha," the doctor laughed loudly, "Looking at you, it seems like there’s no problem indeed."
Qu Zian’s face turned somber, and he raised his hand to lift the quilt and get up, but his action was interrupted by a voice coming from outside the door. The voice was indifferent and sounded very cold, "What do you think you’re doing?"
Qu Zian turned to look, staring blankly at the man who appeared at the door, half a moment later, he opened his mouth, "Mr. Ji...?"
Ji Qiutang nodded at Qu Zian and looked at the doctor beside him, "How is he?"
The doctor seemed very familiar with Ji Qiutang, he patted Ji Qiutang’s shoulder, "Rest assured, he’s fine."
Ji Qiutang nodded, turning to Qu Zian, explaining, "Someone kidnapped you. After rescuing you, Bi Xia hopes you can stay here for a while until he finishes all matters over there before returning."
Listening to Ji Qiutang’s words, Qu Zian frowned and recalled, it seemed he was originally in the bathroom, and after coming out, someone covered his mouth and nose, then fainted... Later, he woke up once, tried to escape, was knocked out with a stick, and afterward... didn’t know.
However... since Little Nine asked him to stay here, it indicates Ji Qiutang is trustworthy, after all. Ji Qiutang has important cooperation with X Group, so if he or Bi Xia were harmed, Ji Qiutang’s losses would be substantial too...
Ji Qiutang looked at Qu Zian, who seemed lost in thought, smiled faintly, not caring what Qu Zian was pondering.
But...
Qu Zian suddenly remembered something and said to Ji Qiutang, "Mr. Ji, I don’t know where my phone is lost, could I use your phone for a bit? I want to call Little Nine."
"Little Nine?" Ji Qiutang paused slightly, his clear eyes flickered slightly and quickly settled down. He swallowed the words to let someone lend Qu Zian a phone, and handed his phone to Qu Zian, seemingly casually asking, "This Little Nine you mentioned, is it the Young Bi Xia?"
Qu Zian chuckled, "Mr. Ji, you must never call her a little girl in front of Little Nine, otherwise she’ll give you a good beating."
Finishing, he smiled at Ji Qiutang, entered the number, which was the only one he could remember besides Wen Yian.
Looking at the note that automatically appeared when the number was dialed, the word ’Little Friend’ made Qu Zian pause slightly, then laughed softly. It’s really noted as little friend...
Hearing the cold voice from the other end, Qu Zian felt his nerves, strained from experiencing life and death moments, suddenly ease, and his eyes softened, "It’s me, Little Nine, Brother Zi’an."
Bi Xia was slightly stiffened, stood up abruptly, ignored the stunned looks in the meeting room, turned and walked out, "Brother Zi’an?! You’re awake?!"