Bringing the Nation's Husband Home

The hospital room was silent. Qiao Anxia clenched both sides of the chair, turning to look at Lu Jinnian, who was still holding Qiao Anhao. His gaze never once left the woman in his arms, as though there was no one else in the room.

Right now, he was oblivious to the surroundings—there was only Qiao Anhao in his eyes.

As the night deepened, Qiao Anxia slightly loosened her rigid body, standing to pour two cups of water. She walked over, placing one of the cups in front of Lu Jinnian.

His attention remained focused on Qiao Anhao, he didn’t even bother lifting his gaze to look in Qiao Anxia’s direction. Qiao Anxia pressed her lips into a thin line, her grip on the cup tightening. In that instance, she felt as though she was unneeded and a hindrance in the ward.

Qiao Anxia sat in front of Lu Jinnian for a while before giving up, leaving the ward with a cup in her hand. She stood in front of a window in the corridor, staring out at the dark skies, her vision blurring.

As time trickled by slowly, the night deepened.

Gradually, the traffic slowed, and when it reached 1 am, Lu Jinnian’s assistant returned with a fresh set of clothes. He knocked on the door before entering. Placing the bag of clothes on the sofa, he left silently. Just then, he saw Qiao Anxia who was staring out the window in a daze. Once again, he asked, "Miss Qiao, Mr. Lu can take care of her, do you want to go back? "

Qiao Anxia remained silent for a while before speaking with a slightly raspy voice, "I’ll stay a little longer, once Qiao Qiao’s in a stable condition, I’ll leave."

Lu Jinnian’s assistant stood beside her silently, accompanying her.

After about half an hour, Qiao Anhao’s IV drip was nearly empty. Lu Jinnian pressed the emergency button, calling the nurses over. They tended to Qiao Anhao, checking her temperature and blood pressure. After confirming that she had recovered, they looked towards Lu Jinnian.

"She ingested hallucinogens, but luckily the dosage wasn’t detrimental. But it would be better for her to stay another night in case her condition worsens."

Lu Jinnian nodded. Once the nurses left, he reached out to feel her pulse, realizing that it had finally calmed down. Previously, when he left the hotel, her heartbeat was so fast he could barely keep count. She was no longer unconscious and had sunk into a deep sleep.

Lu Jinnian took a deep breath, placing her onto the bed carefully. He removed the bed sheets and swimsuit that was wrapped tightly around her before making sure she was fully covered under the blanket.

He went to the bathroom, and after a while, he came out with a slightly damp towel. Sitting on the edge of the bed, he removed the blanket and began to tenderly wipe her flawless skin.

Producer Sun had touched her... She would have felt violated and disgusted... He wanted to make sure she was clean before she woke up...

Qiao Anxia’s phone vibrated, snapping her back to her senses. She reached into her bag, fishing it out. The moment she unlocked it, she realized that were multiple missed calls from Cheng Yang. It suddenly dawned on her that she had left the hotel without informing him.

Before she could call him back, Cheng Yang called again. She swiped the phone and Cheng Yang’s anxious voice came through, "Xia Xia? Where are you?"

Qiao Anxia lowered her eyelashes and in an apologetic tone said, "I’m sorry... Qiao Qiao was in danger just now, I didn’t have time to inform you."