C43 Don't Leave Me Behind!

"Director Zhan, I need to get back to work," Xiong Miao said, clutching her chest with one hand and bracing herself on the sofa with the other as she struggled to her feet.

She was so bewitched by Zhan Yeling that her legs turned to jelly, and her heart felt like it was about to leap out of her chest.

Zhan Yeling watched her retreating figure, the corners of his lips curling into a deeper smile.

Since she seemed so troubled by last night's events, he decided to give her the opportunity to speak up and demand an apology.

Should she voice her request, he would be more than willing to oblige.

Once Xiong Miao left the Rich Group building, she felt utterly overwhelmed. Dizziness overcame her, her body was feverish, and her heart raced uncontrollably.

It was all because of Zhan Yeling. Unaware of his own allure, his icy demeanor could easily captivate a young girl's heart, and his smile only added to her turmoil.

No, her heart was racing too fast. She felt oxygen-deprived, seeing double images of everyone around her.

Suddenly, her vision darkened, and she collapsed to the ground, losing consciousness.

Zhan Yeling, standing at the floor-to-ceiling windows on the top floor, had been observing the scene below. He caught sight of Xiong Miao just as she fell.

His eyes sharpened.

Within a minute, he was on the ground floor.

"Make way!"

The crowd, hearing his commanding and sharp voice, dispersed.

They watched as the usually unapproachable and aloof Director Zhan hurriedly approached and scooped up the fallen woman in his arms.

At that moment, Gu Yi pulled up in the car. Zhan Yeling carried Xiong Miao into the vehicle and climbed in after her.

The black Rolls-Royce Phantom sped away.

Some daring onlookers captured the moment Zhan Yeling anxiously carried Xiong Miao into the car and shared the video online with the caption: "This is the Director Zhan who is thought to shun the company of women in favor of men."

The video went viral as soon as it hit the internet, sparking widespread debate and bringing the network to a standstill.

Unaware of the situation, Zhan Yeling carried Xiong Miao into the hospital.

"Director Zhan, there's no need for excessive concern. The patient is simply suffering from a severe cold; it's nothing serious," the doctor informed Zhan Yeling after administering an IV to Xiong Miao.

At that moment, Zhan Yeling stood by the bedside, his brows knitted in concern as he gazed at the woman lying there.

Noticing his still grave expression, the doctor thought he hadn't made himself clear and continued, "The patient is likely exhausted and caught a chill, which led to the overexertion of her body and the severe cold."

"She just needs plenty of rest and good care to recover."

"How should she be cared for?" Zhan Yeling suddenly raised his eyes.

His deep, authoritative gaze made the doctor instinctively hunch his back and reply with caution, "While she's unconscious, make sure she stays hydrated. Use a warm towel to wipe her forehead and body to reduce her fever."

Wipe her body?

The thought of someone else possibly doing this made Zhan Yeling feel extremely displeased.

"Understood, you can go back to your duties."

The doctor promptly left the room.

Zhan Yeling sat at the bedside, watching the IV drip steadily into the back of the woman's hand.

"Water, cough, water..." The woman, who had been quiet until now, suddenly mumbled in her delirium.

Her voice was laced with pain.

Zhan Yeling reached for a cup of warm water on the bedside table and brought it to her lips.

He quickly realized that with her lying down and unconscious, the water from the cup simply couldn't reach her mouth.

"Water, cough cough..." Xiong Miao's voice was raspy with thirst.

Listening to the clear desperation and pain in her voice, Zhan Yeling's brows furrowed. He was about to stand up when the woman grasped his hand: "Don't leave me, please don't..."

She whispered in fear.