My Billionaire Exhusband Grovels Me After Divorce
Chapter 1201 - 1201 1201 The Killer is Dead

Chapter 1201: Chapter 1201: The Killer is Dead Chapter 1201: Chapter 1201: The Killer is Dead “Qiao Yin, it’s me.”

A detached yet familiar voice sounded, and Qiao Yin finally relaxed.

She turned on the light and looked at Lu Lingche sitting on the sofa. Clutching her chest, which was still pounding from the fright, she said, “Lu Lingche, are you trying to scare me to death? It’s one thing to sit in my office alone, but why didn’t you turn on the light? I thought there was a ghost or something!”

Lu Lingche glanced at her, then stood up, took the medical box from her hand, and directly pulled her into his embrace. “Why did you come back so late?”

Qiao Yin tried to push him away, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t budge him, so she gave up in resignation. “Today’s patient was a bit difficult; it took a lot of time to save him.”

He had already saved him?

“Yes!”

“Yinyin is really incredible. As soon as you took over, you saved the person. While waiting for you, I asked someone, and apparently, the hospital had already asked them to prepare for the worst.”

Qiao Yin couldn’t help but look up at him. “You know who I saved?”

“I know.”

Qiao Yin glared at him for a while. She had wanted Lu Lingche to spontaneously reveal who had disclosed her whereabouts, but after waiting a long time and him not saying anything, she sighed helplessly. “If it wasn’t Director Song who told you, then it was Director Song’s assistant. When I left the hospital today, I only greeted Director Song, and his assistant was beside him.”

These two people were not very tight-lipped. Director Song’s assistant, just like the Director, was benevolent both in appearance and heart. If Lu Lingche approached them to ask, they would not hide it from him.

Lu Lingche neither admitted nor denied it, only saying, “They know my relationship with you is no ordinary one.”

Qiao Yin wanted to argue, but she just opened her mouth, unable to utter a word. Her relationship with him was indeed no ordinary one; it was even somewhat messy.

She felt somewhat resigned and leaned against Lu Lingche, smelling the pleasant woody, cool fragrance on him, and spoke softly, “You better not come here anymore.”

Lu Lingche brought up a noble-sounding excuse he had prepared before coming. “I came to explain to you about my older brother being transferred to another hospital.”

Qiao Yin looked at him in surprise. “Your older brother was transferred?”

Lu Lingche was also surprised. “You didn’t know?”

“No.”

Qiao Yin shook her head, recalling the hesitant expression of Director Song when she left; only now she realized why he had looked that way. “Director Song probably meant to tell me, but there was an emergency situation with the Dongfang Family. Their patriarch was critically ill, and I rushed to provide treatment, so he didn’t say anything and let me focus on treating the patriarch first.”

“The decision to transfer my brother was Madam Lu’s idea. She seems very afraid that you might retaliate against her, so as soon as my father left, she immediately transferred my brother. My brother himself didn’t want to transfer; he trusts you a lot,” explained Lu Lingche.”

“You don’t have to speak well of him. Whether he trusts me or not doesn’t matter; transferring is his right,” Qiao Yin said very calmly. She genuinely didn’t care which hospital Lu Shengqing chose to recover in; regardless of how much the hospital helped him, he would never fulfill his promise to help promote the hospital.

She exerted a little force and this time succeeded in pushing Lu Lingche away.

“I still have patients waiting for me to make rounds. You should leave.”

“I’ll wait for you, and we can go home to eat.”

“I’ve already eaten.”

Lu Lingche frowned slightly. “You’ve already eaten? Where did you eat?”

“At the Dongfang Family’s home.”

“Don’t eat at their place in the future.”

Qiao Yin chuckled. “You’re being too controlling, President Lu. Where I eat really isn’t up to you.”

After saying this, she turned and left the office to make her rounds.

Lu Lingche watched her leave, showing a bitter smile.

Right now, he really had no right to dictate where she ate, but he couldn’t help it. Whenever she was close to Dongfang Mu, particularly when eating at the Dongfang Family’s, it made him feel intensely jealous.

About half an hour later, Qiao Yin finished her rounds and came back.

Seeing Lu Lingche, she couldn’t help but ask, “Why are you still here? Aren’t you going to eat?”

“I’m not hungry.”

Qiao Yin shook her head, somewhat helpless about his persistence: “I’m going back to the Gu family now. You… do as you please!”

“There’s something I’ve got to tell you, do you want to hear it?”

“What is it?”

“The murderer who killed your mother, Hong Changgong, is dead.”