The Billionaire's New Wife in Chief-Chapter 752 - 216: Song Qiao, you just arrived and now you’re leaving, do you dislike me that much?_2

Song Qiao heard Xi Mohan calling her and quickly walked over to them. She faintly addressed the doctor, "I am his wife. How is my husband doing now?"

The doctor sized up Song Qiao from head to toe, his tone indifferent yet somewhat gentle, "Thanks to the timely arrival, the bullet has been removed, and the surgery was very successful. However, he is not out of life-threatening danger yet and needs to be observed overnight. If he can wake up tomorrow, then there should be no major issues."

Song Qiao hummed in acknowledgment and then politely expressed her gratitude, "Thank you, doctor."

"It’s nothing." The doctor waved his hand, "Take good care of the patient. If you need anything, just come to me."

"Okay." Song Qiao didn’t say much else, maintaining a high-energy, well-behaved demeanor throughout the process.

Before the doctor left, his gaze fell on Song Qiao and he said indifferently, "Madam, if you have any injuries on your back, it would be best to take care of them when you get back, as wounds on the back are prone to infection."

After speaking, the doctor and his assistant left to prepare for the post-operative matters.

Song Qiao’s body involuntarily jerked, not expecting the doctor to have noticed her injured back. From the beginning until now, she never showed the slightest sign of pain from it.

Xi Mohan naturally heard the doctor’s words too, and his gaze fell immediately on Song Qiao. He slightly furrowed his brows, but still signaled to his subordinates, "Send Song Qiao back."

"Yes, sir."

Song Qiao stopped in her tracks and looked at Xi Mohan, her lips parting slightly, but she didn’t voice a single word.

Xi Mohan had also noticed Song Qiao’s unusual behavior. With a faint opening of his lips and an indifferent voice, he said, "I don’t wish for Lu Jingchen to wake up and see you wounded. He might even blame me for it."

The words Song Qiao had wanted to say vanished instantly, her face carrying a touch of chilliness, but she responded neither coldly nor warmly, "Then I truly thank you for your kindness."

Just as a nurse rolled the still-unconscious Lu Jingchen out of surgery, Xi Mohan and Zuo Yuqing hurried over. Song Qiao did not move, simply glancing once at the man lying on the hospital bed with eyes closed in a coma, before turning and walking towards the elevator.

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After all the turmoil, by the time Song Qiao got back to the mansion, the heavy rain had already stopped and it was nearly dark.

She got out of the car, closed the door, and walked into the mansion without looking back. The servants had already cleaned up the earlier chaos. Yu Xia did not leave, nor did she go to the hospital; instead, she stayed to soothe the frightened servants. As Song Qiao entered the mansion, she saw Yu Xia coming down from upstairs, who immediately hurried over and anxiously asked, "I heard Lu Jingchen was injured. Is everything okay? How is he?"

Song Qiao’s face bore no extra expressions, her demeanor calm as she said, "The surgery just finished, and they removed the bullet. If he wakes up tomorrow, there should be no problems."

Her annoyance causing pain, quite uncomfortable, Song Qiao said blandly, "I am going to rest now. Unless it’s something important, don’t disturb me."

"Song Qiao, what’s wrong?" It was only then that Yu Xia noticed something was off about Song Qiao. Her initial inquiries concerning Lu Jingchen instantly faded away, and she asked instead.

Song Qiao waved her hand and forced a smile, "Nothing’s wrong, I’m just a little tired."

Saying this, she headed directly to the second floor.

Yu Xia stood still, watching Song Qiao’s retreating figure. Her lips moved slightly and her eyes suddenly focused on Song Qiao’s somewhat dirty feet, having not worn shoes; her gaze sharpened.

That night, Song Qiao slept incredibly deeply and had no idea how long it was, only remembering falling asleep on the bed after washing up. When she woke up, daylight filled the sky, her bedroom bright without curtains drawn. She glanced at the alarm clock on the bedside table; it was 10 am, neither too early nor too late.

She wasn’t sure if her back was numb from the pain or not, but she felt nearly nothing. She pushed her hair back, preparing to get up when someone knocked on the bedroom door from outside. "Madam, are you awake?"

Song Qiao squinted her eyes, took a few seconds to collect herself, and then climbed out of bed. Without putting on shoes, she walked directly to the door and swung it open, seeing Chen Ma standing at the door about to knock again.