Chapter 15
15: Chapter 15 I’m Here to Pick You Up 3
15 -15 I’m Here to Pick You Up 3
Seeing this, Mo Ran scrambled to her feet and ran over to pick Mo Yan up.
“Sis, how are you feeling?
Sis, please say something!”
“Ranran…” Mo Yan opened her swollen, bloodshot eyes and looked at her blurrily.
“Sis, you have to hang in there.
I’m going to take you to the hospital right now.” She struggled to help her up, her eyes filled with hope as she looked at Gu Yixuan, “Could you please take my sister to the hospital?”
The man casually had his hands in his pockets.
He glanced at Mo Yan’s face, which was beaten to a pulp, and nodded indifferently.
“Thank you!” Mo Ran half carried Mo Yan toward his luxurious car.
“Sis, hang on, you must hang on!”
Seeing the victim being taken away, the assailants looked troubled.
Gu Yixuan said coldly, “Since you’ve beaten someone like this, that should suffice.
Do you want to end up with a fatality on your hands?”
They thought about it and agreed.
A woman wasn’t the same as a man; a few more punches might mean death.
That would do; they could report back now.
“Let’s go,” the leader commanded, and the thugs quickly got into their cars and left.
Gu Yixuan drove them to the nearest hospital, and after a series of emergency treatments, Mo Yan was no longer in danger for her life.
However, she was severely injured, with a broken rib and bruises all over her body.
She would need several months to recover.
Mo Ran stayed at the hospital until it was nearly dawn before deciding to go back and bring some personal items.
She planned to take a few days off to look after Mo Yan and then hire a nurse to care for her.
When she came down to the hospital entrance, she saw the silver Bugatti still there.
Somewhat surprised, she walked over and found Gu Yixuan asleep in the car, leaning against the seat.
He was a light sleeper, and almost the moment Mo Ran approached, he opened his eyes.
“Why are you still here?” Mo Ran asked.
The man rubbed his temple with one hand and opened the car door, saying to her, “Where are you headed?
I’ll give you a lift.”
After this incident, Mo Ran’s attitude towards him had changed, becoming a bit more respectful.
Without him, she wouldn’t have been able to save Mo Yan.
“No need, I can take a taxi back myself.
You should go back and get some rest,” she said.
Gu Yixuan’s dark eyes looked at her, his expression leaving no room for discussion, “Get in quickly.”
Unable to refuse, Mo Ran complied.
Back at the apartment she and Mo Yan rented, Gu Yixuan followed her upstairs and into their small apartment.
Mo Ran didn’t mind him; she went into Mo Yan’s room by herself and started packing some of her things.