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Although it was like this, Murong Xiuxian always inadvertently caught sight of Guoguo's frail figure, always meddling in affairs that did not concern him, and always unable to stand by idly. The two events he witnessed still lingered vividly in his mind.
To sell Pull-tab Beverage Cans, he walked two kilometers and encountered his father being beaten for dining and dashing. In a moment of panic, he was kicked twice in the back... On that Wednesday night, he rummaged through trash cans like a beggar to collect Pull-tab Beverage Cans, not caring about the dirt...
He even fainted on the Flowerbed Path...
The more he thought about it, the more painful Murong Xiuxian felt. He shook his head vigorously to dispel the distracting thoughts, cleared his mind, and pressed the accelerator of his Silver Sports Car, which shot forward like a meteor, leaving behind a series of blurry afterimages.
Today, he had to intervene not for Guoguo but for his friend Ouyang Qiming, who was like a brother to him.
Ouyang Qiming had worked hard to achieve his current status; he could not let a half-true news report or just because of Tang Guoguo ruin his bright future.
Murong Xiuxian did not know what the situation at Beskah Hospital was like now. He glanced coldly at the Rolex platinum diamond watch on his wrist; it was 7:00 PM, still early. Murong Xiuxian guessed that most reporters were focused on Ouyang Qiming, while the few remaining reporters had probably not yet arrived at Beskah Hospital.
What he could do now was to rush to the hospital as quickly as possible and transfer Guoguo from One Ward to another room or arrange for her discharge before those few reporters arrived at Beskah Hospital.
About ten minutes later, Murong Xiuxian arrived at Beskah Hospital. As he stepped through the hospital entrance, the entire place was silent. Murong Xiuxian breathed a sigh of relief.
He pushed open the door to One Ward and scanned the room until his gaze finally landed on Guoguo, who was sleeping soundly in bed.
Entering the ward and walking to the bedside, Murong Xiuxian did not wake Guoguo. He lifted the blanket gently and cradled Guoguo in his arms. Looking down at her serene face, which resembled that of an innocent child and showed signs of youthfulness, a ripple stirred in his heart. Sensing something was off within himself, he furrowed his brow and stepped out of the ward.
Just as he completed the transfer paperwork for the ward, about ten reporters arrived at Beskah Hospital. Seeing the empty One Ward, everyone looked puzzled and disappointed.
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