Chapter 185 - A Fight With A Mad Guy
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nTranslator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
nYe Hao walked out on his own, with a thick gauze around his neck, a medicinal paste on his forehead and a lifting fluid hanging on his hand, like a wounded soldier.
nAt the sights of He Xiyan waiting for him in the ward, he felt a sudden burst of delight, but he pretended to be a little angry.
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nHe had deliberately asked the nurse to call her in case that she might be worried or even worse, come out to look for him. She was still in the early stage of pregnancy, so she could not stand any instability at all.
nHe Xiyan had a sudden sour nose and reached out to hold Ye Hao, her tearful face touching against his chest. Soon his clothes was stained with her tears and runny nose.
nYe Hao patted her on the back gently and smiled. Seeing her so nervous and worried about him, he felt sweet as eating some candied fruit. Even such a small injury did worth it.
nHe took out from his pocket a palm-sized notebook and a pen. He had several stitches on his neck, so he couldn’t speak these days, in case the wound might be torn.
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n“I told you not to worry about it. Why did you come here anyway?”
nHe wrote a few seemingly angry words.
nHe Xiyan only glanced at it, only to find that he could not even speak now.
nWhat was the matter? Dumb?
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n“What’s wrong with you? Can’t talk?” He Xiyan grabbed Ye Hao by his sleeve, looking at him with great tension. Her heart that had just calmed down tensed again.
nYe Hao shook his head.
n“No, it had been stitched just now. The doctor said that I could not speak for three days.”
n“What’s the matter? Why did you fight in a restaurant?
nWhat had happened nearly drove He Xiyan mad. She could not figure out why he fought with others and who dared to fight with him and even cut his neck. Didn’t the man want to live?
nYe Hao wrote, “A little thing, I just met a mad guy in the restaurant!”
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n“Who was that? Why did he fight with you?” He Xiyan opened her eyes wide and round, her hands firmly clenched, trying to hold back her anger.
nYe Hao’s face turned black. A trace of elusive complexity flashed quickly through his eyes.
nHis face dimmed. It took him a while to write.
n“He is one of my rivals in business, who you don’t know. He was robbed of business by me, thus he got mad and hurt people wildly.” Ye Hao scrawled a line of words carelessly.
nHe frowned when finishing writing.
nHe would rather not tell Yanyan that he indeed had a fight with Mo Yixuan.
nThat was it. He, however, lost it.
nFor a man, there was nothing more humiliating than losing a fight. So how could he say that?
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nMo Yixuan was only punched and kicked by him for a few times, not seriously injured. Nevertheless, he was hit by Mo on the head with a bowl and got his neck cut. During fight, he just took it as a normal fight, thus gave in a little. He did not intend to hurt the man at all.
nAfter all, he did not need to hurt him to let Yanyan feel sorry for him.
nMo Yixuan, on the contrary, was so furious that his eyes were full of desperate intention to kill him. He threw whatever he got at hand at him, really aiming at killing him. If there were a knife in the private room, he thought, Mo would kill him with it as well.
nHe made a mistake. He had presumed that the man would stay calm in face of provocation.
nIt was good as well. He bet that after hearing those words, he would not come to disturb their life any more.
nHe Xiyan didn’t ask any more questions since she saw him not in the mood to talk about it. She remained angry, however, believing that the man was indeed mad.
n“Did you call the police? Let the police catch him and lock him up.” The crime of intentional injury would send one to prison.
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