Chapter 129: In Jail
writer:苏茯苓      update:2022-08-17 16:12
  Only, Mo Han suddenly thought of the fact that he could not help to share the burden of all the pain that she had suffered. He could only look at her pale face and accompany her.

  For the first time, Mo Han felt absolutely helpless.

  After the doctor was done cleaning up the wound on her head, he took out the gloves and mask. He carefully placed Xia Qingyi’s head back on the pillow to prevent placing any pressure on the wound. As he moved Xia Qingyi into the right position, he said, “I gave six stitches. There might be a scar afterwards, but because it’s at the back of her head, it shouldn’t be too much of an issue as her hair can cover it.”


  The doctor continued to say, “You have to bring her to get a CT later. It won’t be just a simple stitching and bandage if there is internal bleeding in her head. Also, we need to check if there is internal bleeding in the other parts of your sister’s body. There is also a slight fracture on her left hand. After you’re done with the CT, you can bring her to the orthopedics to get her into a cast straight away. She might not be able to move her arm for about two weeks.”


  Mo Han merely nodded at the doctor as he caressed her hand.

  “She needs to stay in the hospital for observation for some time. She needs to recuperate as well. Her body’s condition isn’t good as she’s very weak.”


  Mo Han replied, “I understand. Thank you, doctor.”


  After the doctor had left, Mo Han followed the nurses and pushed Xia Qingyi to the various checkup rooms for her tests. They went from the department of cardiac and neurology to the department of orthopedics. The results were that there were no problems and that she does not need any surgeries. The only problem was that her body’s condition was so bad that she needed a long time to recuperate. When it was all over, Mo Han kept holding onto Xia Qingyi’s hand as he sat next to her. He finally relaxed as he listened to Xia Qingyi’s stable breathing with the aid of an oxygen mask and the subtle beeping of the electrocardiograph machine. It was only then that he felt slightly exhausted as he sat unmoving on the chair for a long time.

  It was only when dawn was breaking that Mo Han had left Xia Qingyi’s side for a while to go out and give Liu Zhiyuan a call. He told him that he would not be at the law firm for these few days, that his work would be passed to Barrister Liao and that to call him only when there were things that could not be settled.

  After he had ended the call to Liu Zhiyuan, he pondered for a moment before he called Old Zhang from the police force.

  “Old Zhang, please help me with something.”


  Old Zhang was a little surprised as Mo Han did not ask for help from others usually.

  “What is it?”


  “Something has happened to my younger sister. She’s in the hospital now.”


  “What happened to her?”


  “There were a few men that had surrounded her in an alley last night. They hit her and almost……” Mo Han paused before he continued, “Please help me investigate their background.”


  “Do you want it to be a public investigation or a private one?”


  “A public investigation. I want them in jail.” Mo Han’s voice was cold.

  “Alright, I understand. In that case, I’ll get some men to go down to the hospital to take her statement after she wakes up.”


  “Please wait for a while. I’m scared that she’s emotionally unstable now. I’m scared that she might…… think of the bad things.”


  “Then where did the incident happen? What time was it? I have to know these details.”


  “It was at Xincheng Avenue 3 at around 9 P.M. There should be still some traces left.”


  “Alright, I got it.”


  Mo Han had wanted to end the call after that, though Old Zhang asked again, “Your younger sister, how…… are her injuries? Do you want her to take an injury identification?”


  Mo Han kept quiet for a while as he leaned against the wall. “She…… hasn’t woken up yet…… I’ll let her decide after she wakes up.”


  After Mo Han had ended the call, he took several deep breaths as he leaned against the wall. It was then that he felt the need to smoke. His fingers were itching against his leg. Now that he had thought about it, it had been a long while since he had smoked.

  Mo Han could not hold back the urge eventually as he got up to walk to a corner outside of the hospital. He got a cigarette from a middle-aged man next to him and started to puff out smoke after he had lit the cigarette.

  He had always inhaled deeply, then slowly exhaling out the smoke when he smoked. The cloudy smoke diffused in front of him. His deep eyes appeared to be extra charming under the contrast of the smoke, though it was completely clashing with the slight stubble present on his chin and his crumbled clothes.