'm leaving!" Lu Hanchuan urged when he saw the woman staring at his face, speechless and not moving to kiss him.Fu Xiaoyao came back to her senses with a start, blushing and coughed lightly. "Here I a...Lu Hanchuan couldn't figure out this problem, his heart growing increasingly gloomy.

He walked to the liquor cabinet and took out a bottle of high-proof Louis XIII, pouring himself a full glass.

He drank the entire cup in one gulp, his head thrown back. He drank too quickly and choked, his already pale face turning even redder from the coughing.

But he soon recovered, and continued drinking.

In less than half an hour, he finished a bottle of wine worth hundreds of thousands.

Louis XIII's proof far surpasses that of other fine wines. Even Lu Hanchuan, with his excellent alcohol tolerance, couldn't handle a whole bottle.

And to top it off, he already had injuries. After drinking so much, his body felt like it was on fire. This caused the wound on his back, which hadn't even scabbed over yet, to split open again. The pain was so intense that he fainted. He remained unconscious until Aunt Song came upstairs with dinner and found him passed out.

Aunt Song was so frightened that her soul flew away. She hurriedly called an ambulance.

In the emergency room, Aunt Song waited anxiously for a while, then took out her phone and tremblingly dialed Fu Xiaoyao. "Madam, something's wrong."

Fu Xiaoyao was lighting incense for her grandparents. Hearing her voice so urgent, she couldn't help but feel nervous too. "What's wrong, Aunt Song"

"Something's wrong, Mr. Li fainted!" Aunt Song cried, nearly in tears.

Fu Xiaoyao widened her eyes and stood up, "What He fainted"

"Yes, Mr. is in the intensive care unit now..."

"Aunt Song, how did he faint" Fu Xiaoyao asked anxiously, her voice trembling.

Aunt Song took several deep breaths before managing to calm herself. “I don’t know, I had cooked dinner and went upstairs to call Mr. Li. Then he didn’t respond, so I went into the room and smelled a strong smell of alcohol. Mr. Li was lying on the ground with a glass in his hand.”

"Drinking" Fu Xiaoyao was both surprised and angry, "How can he drink He has such serious injuries, doesn't he want to live"

"I don't know why Mr. drinks, I..."

"Alright, Aunt Song, I'm not blaming you. I'm just mad at him. How could he be so careless with his own life" Fu Xiaoyao stomped her foot, her eyes red with anger.

Aunt Song sighed, "I'm telling you, but you know Master's temper. Once he decides to do something, who can stop him"

Fu Xiaoyao fell silent, after a while she bit her lip and asked, "Song Yi, have you told Grandpa"

"How could I possibly tell the master If he found out, he would surely fly into a rage."

"That's right, then Auntie Song, you just keep an eye on him. When he comes out of the emergency room, let me know immediately." Fu Xiaoyao requested.

Aunt Song nodded repeatedly, "Don't worry, Madam, I will."

"Well, thank you." Fu Xiaoyao smiled reluctantly and hung up the phone.

Hearing the news that Lu Hanchuan had suddenly fainted, her heart nearly jumped out of her chest. At the same time, she felt an impulse, a strong urge to rush over and see him immediately.

But luckily, she managed to hold back in the end.

She just didn't understand why he was drinking. She couldn't believe he didn't know his current condition prohibited him from drinking. He must have known what he was doing, and this wasn't like him to act so irrationally before

Thinking about this, Fu Xiaoyao let out a long sigh and then put her phone away. She picked up the incense candles she had brought and prepared to go down the mountain.

Just as she reached the foot of the mountain, before she even had time to enter the house, Aunt Song's phone call came again.

"Madam, good news." Song Yi's voice was filled with obvious joy.

Fu Xiaoyao finally let go of the worry she had been carrying, "He's okay"

"Yes, Mr. just came out of the emergency room, he's fine now. Luckily we found him in time, otherwise things could have really gone wrong." Auntie Song said, sounding both exasperated and relieved.

Fu Xiaoyao was completely relieved now, "As long as he's alright. Just don't let him drink anymore in the future, Auntie Song, please keep an eye on him."

"I know," Aunt Song replied.

"Great, I'll hang up now then."

"Madam, why don't you have a chat with your husband He's already awake." Aunt Song asked her.

Fu Xiaoyao shook her head. “No need, that’s fine. Besides, we just talked this morning. Talking again would just be about divorce and not divorce, pretty boring, as long as he's okay.”

"Alright, then Mrs. Song, take care." Aunt Song sighed and hung up the phone.

Lu Hanchuan half-sat on the hospital bed, gazing at her with a calm expression. "What did she tell you"

"Mrs. Song replied truthfully, "Madam, it's good that your husband is alright"

Lu Hanchuan pursed his lips. "Is that all you have to say"

"No." Aunt Song shook her head.

Lu Hchuan's face grew even more displeased.

This woman, she even said she loved him, but when she heard what happened to him, she didn't even bother to come back and see him.

"Sir, what's wrong" Seeing Lu Hanchuan's unusual expression, Song Yi couldn't help but ask curiously.

Lu Hanchuan replied coldly, "Nothing."

"Are you really okay" Auntie Song wasn't very reassured.

Shao Sinians came in from outside with a patient file folder, nonchalantly responding, “Aunt Song, you believe him, he drank a bottle of Louis XIII and still made it to the hospital alive. He should be fine.”

Lu Hanchuan narrowed his eyes, a cold gaze like a blade shot towards him.

Shao Si Nian not only wasn't afraid, but also smirked provocatively. "Han Chuan, this is where you're wrong. You're a patient now, how can you be so rude to me, your doctor Aren't you afraid of what I might do to you"

"You try" Lu Hanchuan said coldly.

Shao Si Nian raised an eyebrow, "Fine, I can't afford to mess with you. How about I just keep quiet"

Lu Hanchuan snorted coldly and remained silent.

Shao Si Nian walked to the bedside and changed his IV drip, asking as he did, "Seriously, Hanchuan, what kind of alcohol were you drinking And what's with your back Don't you know that a serious injury like yours means you can't drink alcohol You're lucky to be lying here. If you'd come any later, you might have died."

"I know." Lu Hanchuan murmured softly, his gaze lowered.

"You're still drinking" Shao Sinian frowned.

Lu Hanchuan raised his hand to touch his chest, "If it hurts here, drink this."

"Why are you hurting here again" Shao Si Nian took out his stethoscope and was about to check on him.

But before she could reach him, Lu Hankan slapped her hand away. "No need to look, it doesn't hurt anymore," he said.

He only felt pain for Fu Xiaoyao at that moment.

Thinking about maybe never seeing her again, my heart aches so badly.

And he didn't know why.

"Well, since you put it that way, I won't say anything more. But you should tell me about the wound on your back." Shao Sian wrapped his arms around himself, looking at Lu Hanchuan with a half-smile.

Lu Hanchuan replied flatly, "Old man's doing."

When he said this, his voice was calm and steady, as if being beaten up was just a trivial matter.

But Shao Sian was shocked, "Was it Old Lu who hit you How did he hit you again Was it with a riding whip"

Lu Hanchuan nodded.

Shao Siniar clicked his tongue, "tsk tsk tsk, Lord Lu this time really went all out, he didn't hit this hard three years ago. You have at least ten whip marks on your back, he completely beat you to death! What did you do to make him treat you like this"

"Grandpa found out that I was protecting Qi Dongming."

Shao Si Nian raised an eyebrow, "So, the old man knows about what Qi Dong Ming did to Fu Xia Yao"

Lu Hanchuan pursed his lips and remained silent, acquiescing.

"No wonder, after all, the old man has always wanted to hold his great-grandson..." Shao Si Nian said with a hint of pity, then as if thinking of something, his gaze swept around the ward, "By the way, speaking of this for so long, where is Fu Xiaoyao Why hasn't she come"rating table, nodding and shaking her head. "There are some, after all, seeing people die with your own eyes, saying you're not afraid is a lie, but at the same time, I'm quite excited, how about it,...