In the end, she couldn’t help but cry.
If Xiao Ji was harmed by this, she would be in pain for the rest of her life. It didn’t matter if the child didn’t come back, after all, he would be safe.
But Xiao Ji couldn’t have an accident. If anything happened to him, how could she live on?
An Ji never imagined this incident would scare her so much. Had he already adapted to a life in the dark, so much so that he assumed everyone else had adapted to the dark side as well?
Right now, he was filled with regret and self-reproach.
But no matter what, what had happened had happened, and self-reproach was useless.
"Sis, I’m sorry. Don’t cry, I promise I won’t do this again."
An Ruo slowly stopped her tears and gripped his arm to ask, "How is Tang Yuchen now?"
"He’s in the hospital, with no danger to his life."
An Ji shook his head confidently, "No, he won’t. Losers are at the mercy of the winners. He lost, so he should let me do as I wish."
An Ruo clenched her teeth, wishing she could slap him awake.
"How can you be so naive! Just because he says something doesn’t make it true. Yes, he agreed to let you deal with him, but he didn’t agree not to sue you! Take me to the hospital quickly. I’ll beg him not to reveal that you are the assailant!"
"Sis, I really won’t have any problem."
"By the time you have a problem, it will already be too late. Take me to the hospital now!"
An Ruo insisted on going to the hospital, and An Ji had no choice but to take her.
Upon arriving at the door of Tang Yuchen’s ward, two bodyguards were standing there. An Ruo told them she wanted to see Tang Yuchen and asked them to pass on the message.
One of the bodyguards went in to convey the message, and soon came out, opening the door to let her in.
An Ruo said to An Ji, "I can go in alone. You go back; he probably doesn’t want to see you right now."
An Ji couldn’t tell her that she was making too big a fuss.
He could only nod, "Okay, I’ll wait for you in the car. Call me if anything comes up."
Watching An Ji leave, An Ruo then entered the ward. The ward was large, the air fresh, without too excessive a smell of medicine.
Tang Yuchen was lying in the hospital bed with his eyes open, not appearing too weak, and looking quite spirited.
There was no one else in the ward, making An Ruo wonder why Lan Keren wasn’t there to take care of him.
The man looked at her, and as she approached him she asked, "Where are you hurt?"
"What are you doing here?" he retorted instead of answering.
He was bare-chested, with gauze wrapped around his shoulder; it was his shoulder that was injured, thankfully not anywhere more critical.
An Ruo pulled up a chair and sat down next to him. Without beating around the bush, she said directly, "I’m sorry, I didn’t know Xiao Ji would do this to you. I hope you haven’t been too badly hurt. And... Xiao Ji was impulsive, and he did it for me. Could you possibly forgive him and not pursue his responsibility?"
"You’re here to plead for him?" he asked indifferently.
"That’s one reason. I also wanted to see how you were doing..."
Tang Yuchen slightly curved the corner of his mouth, "You’re concerned about my condition?"
An Ruo was unsure of his thoughts. If it had been before, and he’d asked her , she would definitely have stubbornly denied it.
But the situation was different now. She needed something from him, so of course, she didn’t dare to anger him.
"Mhm," she affirmed softly, conceding.
But that was also the truth—she was indeed concerned about his condition.
Of course, it was purely out of concern, with no other implications.