The Beauty CEO's Personal Expert
Chapter 366 - 362: Injured

Chapter 366: Chapter 362: Injured

"Mr. Zhu, I just received a report from the control center, the car lost control and crashed into the bollard at the end of the runway."

The co-pilot of the Boeing airliner walked into the cabin and reported to Zhu Hong.

"Are the people okay? Is anyone hurt?" Before Zhu Hong could speak, Nanrong Wanqing had already asked impatiently.

"I don’t know, there’s no news just yet, but at that speed, even if it were a man of steel, he couldn’t have survived."

Seeing Nanrong Wanqing slumped in her seat with a deathly pale face, Zhu Hong waved his hand, signaling for the co-pilot to step away.

"Wanqing, I know you’re upset, but..."

"Shut up!" Nanrong Wanqing looked coldly at Zhu Hong and said word by word, "If I ever had the slightest expectation or fondness for you, now all you do is make me feel disgust and hatred. Compared to Ling Chen, you’re nothing but a despicable wretch."

Zhu Hong’s face changed, not expecting Nanrong Wanqing to say such things. To him, it was like a heavy hammer smashing down on his heart, especially the indifferent eyes of Nanrong Wanqing made him very uncomfortable.

Meanwhile, at the end of the airport runway, more than ten police cars had arrived in succession. Several officers stepped out of the cars quickly and rushed to the wrecked muscle car, pried the deformed door open, and dragged the unconscious Ling Chen out of the driver’s seat.

"Ling Chen!"

At that moment, Xia Mutong arrived in a hurry by police car, rushed over with an anxious face, and looked at the unconscious Ling Chen with worry in her eyes.

Not long after, an ambulance arrived at the scene and Ling Chen was placed on a stretcher. Xia Mutong stayed by his side the whole journey, silently praying that he would be alright.

...

East Sea City First People’s Hospital.

It was hard to tell how much time had passed, but Ling Chen finally woke up from his coma.

Rubbing his throbbing forehead, he propped himself up on the bed with his hands and sat up, realizing where he was as he looked around.

Wanqing!

Ling Chen murmured softly, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, wondering where Zhu Hong had taken Nanrong Wanqing. What puzzled him even more was why Nanrong Wanqing would be willing to leave with Zhu Hong. Could there be something he didn’t know about?

Lost in thought, the door to the hospital room was pushed open from the outside. Then, Xia Mutong, Nanrong Hao, and Liu Kun entered the room.

"Chen, you’re awake!" Nanrong Hao exclaimed with joy.

"Mr. Ling, are you alright?" Liu Kun asked with concern.

Ling Chen dismissed it with a wave of his hand, saying, "It’s nothing, just a minor injury."

"A minor injury," scoffed Xia Mutong, "Do you have any idea how dangerous it was? The doctor said you were lucky, it’s fortunate your body is stronger than the average person, only a few broken ribs. If the car had been any faster, we would be attending your funeral right now."

"Yes, I’ll be more careful," he said, and then Ling Chen asked, "Did they hold me responsible for the incident at the airport?"

"I’ve reported the situation to the Chief, and considering the Nanrong Family’s face, he’s not going to trouble you this time."

"Thanks!" Ling Chen breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that if they did decide to pursue it, he wouldn’t have been able to avoid spending time behind bars.

"Uncle Liu, are you all aware of what happened to Wanqing?"

"Officer Xia has already informed us about the situation, but we haven’t dared to tell the old master yet, fearing he might worry. I called an emergency meeting at Hongyu Group and had several senior managers temporarily take over the company operations; there shouldn’t be any major issues."

"What about Wanqing’s whereabouts, have you found anything?"

"We checked the Boeing aircraft, it landed on an island on the Public Sea yesterday morning. Our police authority is limited, we can only find out so much. To get detailed intelligence about that island, we’d have to apply to national security," replied Xia Mutong.

Ling Chen massaged his temples, thought for a moment, and said, "There’s no need for that, just give me the exact location of the island, I’ll handle the rest."

Hearing this, Xia Mutong couldn’t help but angrily say, "You’re still thinking about rescuing others in this condition, take care of yourself first."

"I have my limits."

From Xia Mutong, he learned that he had been unconscious for a whole day and night. He couldn’t settle down knowing that, during this time, who knows what Zhu Hong could be doing to Nanrong Wanqing.

"Mr. Ling, you should focus on recovering first, don’t worry about anything else." Liu Kun said.

Ling Chen nodded, glanced at Nanrong Hao, and asked, "What about Su Lin, why isn’t she here with you?" To think he was in the hospital and that girl didn’t even come to visit, it was quite unkind.

Before Nanrong Hao could speak, Xia Mutong interjected, "Miss Su kept watch over you all night yesterday, she only went back to rest this morning."

"Is that so?" Ling Chen suddenly felt embarrassed, realizing he had misunderstood Su Lin.

After Nanrong Hao and Liu Kun left, Ling Chen, bored, turned on the TV in the hospital room, just in time to see the footage of his frantic race against the aircraft at the airport. However, the image wasn’t very clear, it was taken from a distance, likely with a cellphone.

After the video finished, the screen immediately switched to the wrecked muscle car, accompanied by a news anchor’s voice: "At present, the victims have been sent to the hospital for treatment and are not out of danger yet..."

Listening to the news report, Ling Chen had a thought and immediately picked up his phone to dial Xia Mutong’s number.

As soon as the call ended, there was a knock at the door of the ward, followed by the sight of a round, pot-bellied figure coming into Ling Chen’s view.

"Oh!" Noticing the visitor, Ling Chen’s eyes lit up and he smiled, "Fatty, what brings you here? I was just thinking of finding you."

Carrying a fruit basket, Hu Fei plonked it on the nightstand and complained, "I heard you were hospitalized, so I came to check on you. Had I known this was your plan, I wouldn’t have come."

"Why?"

"You look for me only when there’s trouble; it’s from experience."

"Cut the crap," Ling Chen said seriously, "Wanqing was taken away by Zhu Hong, all I know is they went to an island, and I want you to help me check it out."

"Send me the coordinates of the island, I’ll see what I can do. But let me be clear, it’s a paid service, I’ll give you a friend’s price at most. You still owe me several million from last time, we’ll settle it all together." When it came to money, Hu Fei immediately got serious.

"Seems like you’re eyeing money more than ever, there!" Ling Chen handed a piece of paper with the coordinates to Hu Fei and said, "Here are the coordinates."

Hu Fei grabbed a chair and plopped down, then took out a specially made cellphone, opened the map app, and input the coordinates. Soon, a red dot appeared on the map, marking the position of the island.

Looking at the information displayed on the map, Hu Fei’s round face froze for a moment, then he looked up at Ling Chen and said, "Are you sure you didn’t make a mistake?"

"No. What’s wrong?"

Hu Fei, with a serious expression unlike his usual jocular manner, said, "Do you know what place this island is?"