After Being Blackened All Over the Internet, I Ruled the Military Variety Shows
Chapter 431 - 422: Jiang Lingxi, I Will Not Share the Sky with You

Chapter 431: Chapter 422: Jiang Lingxi, I Will Not Share the Sky with You

"Hello, Director Qian."

"Director Qian, are you about to get off work?"

"Director Qian, the Cardiac Surgery Department is organizing a seminar at the First Hospital tomorrow, are you leading the team? Is it still possible for me to sign up now?"

"Yes, it’s still possible."

As Qian Yisheng walked towards his office, he responded to the colleagues greeting him. Just as he reached the office door and was about to open it, the phone in the pocket of his lab coat suddenly rang.

He took it out and, seeing the caller ID, raised his eyebrows in surprise.

It was actually his mother-in-law.

His mother-in-law wouldn’t normally call him proactively. Back when Lingxuan wanted to marry him, she was the strongest voice in opposition. Even after the marriage, she was lukewarm towards him as a son-in-law.

He understood that his mother-in-law somewhat looked down on his family background. Although in the eyes of outsiders, he was quite successful, becoming a director of the cardiac surgery department at a major hospital in his thirties, compared to the granddaughter favored by the contemporary great painter Zhang Nachuan, his status was lacking.

In his mother-in-law’s view, Lingxuan was worthy even of marrying a high-ranking official or an heir of a wealthy family.

Marrying him was considered a downgrade.

Seeing her calling, he couldn’t help but feel a bit astonished.

As he pushed open the door, he answered, "Hello, Mom."

"Something happened to Xuanxuan. Where are you, her husband?"

Qian Yisheng’s movement to enter the room suddenly halted, "What happened? Where is Lingxuan?"

"She’s at the hospital where you work, in the emergency room. You’re still at the hospital, right? Hurry over!"

Soon, the hospital staff members, who hadn’t left for the day, saw their usually calm and composed Director Qian walking swiftly down the corridor, almost breaking into a run.

"What’s happening to make Director Qian so anxious?"

"Is it the patient from the previous surgery acting up again?"

"But this direction leads to the emergency room. Are there critical injuries in the emergency room? We didn’t hear any announcement."

"I just came from the emergency room. There’s a woman there whose hand got stabbed through by a steak knife, causing her to faint from excessive blood loss. Her mother was quite something, threatening the doctors with losing their jobs if they couldn’t fix it. I thought we were in a feudal society!"

"Maybe they think they can do anything because they have money? Was it an accident, or...?"

Given the force needed to pierce through a hand, saying it was an accident sounds a bit far-fetched.

"Doesn’t seem like it; the stab was precise, like throwing a dart."

"Tsk tsk, seems like the rich have their fair share of drama!"

The conversation veered off in this direction without anyone realizing.

At the entrance of the emergency room, Qian Yisheng saw Lin Yi waiting. She was without her usual impeccable makeup and hairstyle, with traces of blood on her clothes, giving him a sense of foreboding.

"Mom, how is Lingxuan?"

"Why did it take you so long? Hurry, go see her! Lingxuan said you’re good at what you do; I don’t trust other doctors."

Qian Yisheng: "..."

He thought to himself he’d apologize to the colleagues present later.

The doctors and nurses busy in the emergency room didn’t expect that the injured person was Director Qian’s wife. Before Qian Yisheng could speak, they quickly relayed the diagnosis, "The patient’s palm was pierced by a steak knife, forming a penetrating wound. Luckily, the cut isn’t large, but due to delayed medical treatment, the patient suffered excessive blood loss and emotional turbulence, resulting in unconsciousness when brought in. We’re preparing surgery to remove the knife."

As Qian Yisheng listened, he glanced at his wife’s injured palm.

Though he wasn’t a surgeon, his role in cardiac surgery did involve some procedures on heart injuries caused by sharp instruments.

He could tell at a glance, the knife had been thrust deliberately.

Lingxuan is always afraid of pain, unlikely to accidentally inflict such a serious injury.

That left only one possibility: someone else wielded the knife.

Without further thought, he nodded immediately, "Thank you, Doctor Tang."

Watching his daughter being pushed into the operating room, and seeing his son-in-law not entering together, Lin Yi couldn’t help but tap him on the arm, "Why aren’t you going in with her?"

"Mom," Qian Yisheng patiently reassured her, "Doctor Tang is an excellent doctor in our emergency department. He will perform the surgery well. Right now, I need to know how Lingxuan got injured. Doctor Tang mentioned she had extreme emotional fluctuations before losing consciousness. What exactly happened earlier?"

Lin Yi’s expression froze.

She had been focused on getting her son-in-law to come over and hadn’t thought about explaining anything to him.

"What could have happened? It was just an accident... scared her into passing out."

Qian Yisheng was silent for a moment, "Mom, Lingxuan is afraid of pain."

If it was truly an accident, when she felt the pain, she would have instinctively pulled back. No one would knowingly press their palm down onto a knife.

Facing her son-in-law’s suddenly serious demeanor, Lin Yi felt inexplicably intimidated.

Seeing her husband returning from making payments, she clung to him as if he were a lifeline.

"Anfeng, come quick."

Zhang Anfeng barely managed to pull on a smile upon seeing his son-in-law present as well.

"Yisheng, you’re here."

"Dad, I was just about to leave when I got Mom’s call, so I came over."

Even the father-in-law is here!

Judging from their barely concealed panic, no matter how hard they tried to disguise it, Qian Yisheng’s sense of unease grew stronger.

The red light of the operating room turned green.

"The surgery was successful, the steak knife has been removed, and under local anesthesia, she should regain consciousness soon after receiving an IV. Just remember to include more iron-rich foods in her diet for a while. Oh, almost forgot, with Director Qian around, there’s no need for my reminders."

Qian Yisheng patted Doctor Tang’s shoulder and thanked him. When a nurse came out carrying the blood-stained knife, he stopped her, "Please, let me have the knife."

With the knife still stained with blood, he wrapped it in a tissue and slipped it into his pocket, then reached to hold his wife’s cold fingertips.

He had only ever seen her vibrant and proud; to see her lying so vulnerably on a hospital bed reminded him of the time she gave birth to their daughter.

Hearing the operation was successful, Lin Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

Though uninjured herself, the emotional impact had been significant for her.

With her worries easing, her legs gave way, and she sank to the ground.

Seeing her seated on the floor, Zhang Anfeng realized and quickly moved to help her up.

"Mom and Dad, you two should go home and rest. I’ll take care of Lingxuan," suggested Qian Yisheng.

"Well, alright." Lin Yi didn’t insist. She hadn’t even had dinner yet and, though hungry, couldn’t muster an appetite. Additionally, fearing her son-in-law might push further for answers, she finally caved under the strain.

Zhang Anfeng shared her sense of upheaval, his mind a tangled mess.

This matter wasn’t over yet. There were explanations needed for the elder, and issues at the company awaited his resolution.

After a few words of instruction, the couple linked arms and left, while Qian Yisheng assisted in pushing the hospital bed into the room.

Once the nurse exited, he sat quietly at the bedside for a moment, then called his sister.

"If you could, take care of Nannan for a few more days."

"What happened, big brother?"

"Your sister-in-law is injured and in the hospital. I need to stay and look after her."

"How did she get hurt?"

"Not clear yet."

Qian Yiheng: "...I’ll bring Nannan to visit her tomorrow. She was just saying she wanted Mommy today. It took Yaya and me a while to calm her down."

"Mhm, please do. Call me when you arrive at the hospital, and I’ll come get you."

After hanging up, he retrieved the knife from his pocket and went to the en-suite bathroom to wash off the bloodstains.

The steak knife was sharp, evidently high-quality.

He felt the engraved markings on it.

The ancient seal script spelled out "Sheng Qi."

It was a place he had been to once with Lingxuan as her escort, a very upscale club.

So, Lingxuan was injured during a meal?

As he was about to find the contact details of the club to inquire about the events of the evening, he heard a commotion outside, prompting him to quickly step out of the bathroom.

"Lingxuan."

Waking up, Zhang Lingxuan didn’t immediately recognize her husband’s voice, and her vision was still somewhat blurred. That didn’t stop her from gritting her teeth and cursing, "Jiang Lingxi, I’ll never forgive you!"

Qian Yisheng suddenly froze in his tracks.