Chapter 1711

Mu Xiaojiu didn’t know how long he had stood there, nor how long he had been quietly watching the figure on the bed.

Finally, after coming back to his senses, he turned around and walked to the coffee table.

He opened the laptop, immersing himself in busy work.

At this point, wishing for more…

truly has no meaning.

Half an hour later, the phone on the table, which rarely received calls, suddenly rang.

He quickly picked up the phone from the table and glanced at the name displayed.

It was Ye Hua calling.

Mu Xiaojiu glanced at Baili Xia, who was asleep on the bed, and pressed the decline button.

But this late, for Ye Hua to call, it was usually something important he needed to report.

He stood up from the chair, preparing to go out to return Ye Hua’s call.

Little did he know, upon opening the door, Ye Hua was standing at the entrance waiting.

“Mr. Xiaojiu…” Ye Hua wanted to speak but looked inside the room and held back.

Mu Xiaojiu frowned, seeing Ye Hua’s serious expression, it seemed what he wanted to report was very important.

He dared not talk here, could it be something about the girl?

Regarding matters related to her, Mu Xiaojiu could only think of Baili Yang.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, immediately raised his chin, indicating Ye Hua to speak downstairs.

Ye Hua understood, nodded, and followed behind Mu Xiaojiu as they went downstairs.

In the hall, Mu Xiaojiu turned around, looking at Ye Hua, and asked, “What’s the matter?”

Ye Hua bit his lip, lowered his voice, and spoke solemnly: “The prison officer just called to say there’s trouble with Baili Yang, he’s been sent to the prison central hospital.”

“He said the situation is quite serious and is currently being rescued.”

Mu Xiaojiu’s heart tightened and asked, “What happened?”

“They didn’t say, only told us the situation is urgent and we should go see.”

“Go prepare the car, leave immediately.”

After Mu Xiaojiu finished speaking, he turned back upstairs to his room.

Less than a minute later, he had come down wearing a black suit.

As he stepped out of the yard, Ye Hua was already waiting with the car at the entrance.

On the way, Ye Hua drove the car quickly.

Seeing the anxious expression in Mu Xiaojiu’s eyes, he knew Mr.

Xiaojiu must be very anxious inside.

Though Baili Yang was his father’s murderer, he was also Miss Xiaxia’s grandfather, her only family now.

Towards Baili Yang, Mr.

Xiaojiu was indeed conflicted and troubled.

However, Miss Xiaxia couldn’t understand that.

When they arrived at the prison central hospital’s underground parking, Ye Hua immediately called the officer.

“Which floor are you on?”

The officer’s voice on the phone was somewhat hesitant: “Um…

we’re on…”

Ye Hua said solemnly, “Speak.”

Knowing it was pointless to hide, the officer could only tell the truth.

“Sorry, we’ve done our best, he’s now… on the eighth floor… in the morgue.”

Ye Hua felt a twitch in his heart, the morgue, didn’t expect they arrived too late.

Seeing his expression, Mu Xiaojiu knew something must have gone wrong.

Eagerly asked, “Where?”

Ye Hua took a deep breath before looking at him, woodenly speaking.

“Mr. Xiaojiu, the officer said he… he is… in the morgue.”

Strong as Mu Xiaojiu, hearing this, his face instantly dimmed.

The light in his eyes seemed to disappear half in an instant.

The morgue…

such a sudden event…

The only thought he had was that girl’s heart would be cut, bleeding again…