Once Upon A One Night Stand

Chapter 57

Ye Junting was the first to react. He pounced on the railing. He had thought what would greet him was

a dreadful spectacle, but unexpectedly, what he saw was a huge orange air cushion.

He saw people in red and orange outfits bustling around on the ground, white stretchers, and police

cars parked aside.

All of a sudden, the strength in his body was pulled away. Ye Junting collapsed on the ground and

leaned back against the dusty railing behind him, "Okay... She's okay..."

Ye Junting looked up at Li Han, only to meet a pair of red eyes.

Ye Junting was stunned because he had never seen Li Han like this, "Boss Li..."

The man's cheeks moved slightly, as if he was clenching his teeth, "Where is she?"

Ye Junting heaved a sigh of relief, "The police and the firemen are here. There's an air cushion below.

Shu Tian is fine."

After that, the man in front of him turned around and left without staying for another second. He didn't

even cast a glance at the ground as if he was escaping from something. Even though he knew that she

was fine, he still refused all possible illusions.

...

Shu Tian fell from the high-rise. Even if there was an air cushion below, the impact and gravity were still

very strong. The moment she had fallen, she had gone into a coma. She was sent to the Ling's

Hospital.

When Li Han arrived, she had already been pushed into the emergency room.

Ling Junze took charge personally, and all the internal medicine specialists gathered in the operating

room.

Seeing that the red light of the emergency room on the wall was lit, Li Han felt even more depressed.

He took out a cigarette and lit it. His gloomy face was veiled by the white smoke. None of the medical

staff passing by dared to stop him.

Everyone knew that this Mr. Li was a friend of Director Ling's. Besides, the one who had just been

pushed in was a young woman, and they must be closely related.

At a moment like this, no one dared to irritate him.

However, that man lowered his eyes, and the hand that kept sending the cigarette to his mouth was

trembling slightly, as if he was depressed to the bone.

His gaze fell casually on some spot, and he was in a trance, as if the scene that had just happened on

the rooftop was still in front of him.

He had lived for 32 years. Ever since his parents had divorced when he was 16, he had not shed a

single tear for anyone. No matter how difficult the situation he was in and how painful he was, even if

he had to shed blood, he had survived without shedding a single tear. But today, when he had seen her

fall in front of him, his eyes had grown misty.

If something really happened to her, what would he do?

Li Han asked himself, but he couldn't come up with an answer. All he knew was that he would never let

off the man who had kidnapped her and make him regret that he had come to this world.

All of the impulse came from his feelings for the woman in the emergency room.

They were intense, turbulent and uncontrollable.

It had only been for that body that had interested him, but now he also paid attention to her as a

person.

It was at this moment that Li Han realized that unconsciously, he should have feelings for her beyond

entanglement.

His thin lips parted slightly and he took a deep puff of the cigarette. The pungent gas exploded in his

nostrils, but it kept him awake and rational.

An hour later, the door of the emergency room was pushed open again. Ling Junze walked towards

him as he took off his mask, "She's fine. She had a mild concussion and was extremely frightened. She

has been hospitalized. Although it's not serious, it's still inconvenient for her to stay at home."

The man nodded, stubbed out the cigarette against the lid of the trash can next to him, and threw it

away.

Ling Junze looked at the smoke around him and sighed silently, "No matter what, you are in the

hospital. You should stay away if you must smoke."

The man didn't answer but only asked, "Is she awake?"

"Not yet. Just go in and check on her." Ling Junze turned sideways to make way for him.

Li han stood still and looked over as if he could see the person lying on the bed through the door.

Ling Junze waved his hand to dismiss the medical staff behind him, patted Li Han on the shoulder and

moved closer, "Are you two still bickering?"

"No."

Ling Junze thought he was being stubborn, "Stop pretending. She's a little girl, so just be

accommodating..."

"I have feelings for her."

Ling Junze's voice stopped abruptly, and his face froze. The rest of his words were stuck in his mouth.

He turned to cast a look at the ward, "What did you say?"

It was now that Li Han stared straight at him, "I might have feelings for Shu Tian."

Ling Junze was very surprised to hear Li Han admit it personally. If this accident could make Li Han

realize his feelings, it would not be too bad, but...

"Do you really like Shu Tian?"

"I don't know. It's just that when I saw her fall, I was a little out of control."

Out of control.

Ling Junze gulped. The last time he had seen him out of control... Sorry, he hadn't seen it at all.

So now there was finally someone who could melt Li Han, this iceberg, and make him human?

"Why don't you two have a good talk when she wakes up?" NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

"No, don't tell her I've been here. I'll talk to her when I figure it out."

Before Ling Junze could ask what he wanted to figure out, the man turned around and left. Seeing that

tall and straight figure disappear at the end of the corridor, Ling Junze shook his head slightly and

thought of how Li Han looked when he had arrived at the hospital just now.

Li Han had been worn and pale. Although he had tried his best to remain calm, he could deceive others

but not Ling Junze, who had been friend with him for so many years.

He cared too much about the woman in the ward, but he was so closely involved in the situation that he

was confused.

...

When Shu Tian woke up again, she opened her eyes and actually saw Ye Lihua and Shu Changlei.

She tried to move her body, but before she could get up, she felt a strong sense of dizziness in her

head.

Hearing the noise from the bed, Ye Lihua walked to the bedside immediately, "Tian, are you awake?"

Shu Tian fought back the nausea brought by the dizziness and asked in a dry voice, "Mom, where am

I?"

"In the hospital!" Shu Changlei also came up to her. Looking at her pale face, he couldn't help but feel

heartbroken, "How many times have I told you not to meddle in other people's business outside home?

Why wouldn't you listen to me? Since the situation was so dangerous, why did you even go there? If

something really happened, how could your mother and I survive?"

When receiving the news that Shu Tian had fallen from the rooftop, he and Ye Lihua had almost been

scared to death. Fortunately, she was fine, but the old couple was still frightened.

"Dad, mom, I'm fine."

"You're fine? You have a mild concussion. If it had got worse, you would have become a fool!" Ye Lihua

scolded her and felt sorry for her. She had such a panic fear even after the accident.

Shu Tian knew they were worried and comforted them in a soft voice, "Don't worry. I'll definitely stay

away from this kind of situation when I meet one in the future."

Only when she promised them that the old couple was relieved a little.

Shu Tian looked around inside the ward. It was a separate room with high-end interior design. Besides

a separate toilet, there was even a large separate lobby.

She dropped her eyelids and couldn't help but ask, "Mom, is my colleague here too?"

"He's already gone. He helped us arrange the ward and said that we don't have to worry about the

follow-up expenses. The company has taken care of it. I think that young man is handsome and

talented."

Shu Tian was a little touched, "Where is he?"

"He left after everything was done. He said that he still had business to attend to in the company. After

all, he is the security manager, and the police might have to go over and look into the case."

Security manager?

Shu Tian's hope, which had just arised from the bottom of her heart, was dampened by these words.

Self-deprecating, she smiled to herself. So it was not him.