The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me-Chapter 2133 - 2556: Anxious Heart

At this moment, Jun Mochan’s phone rang, it turned out that Number Five had escorted Fan Rou into the operating room and was calling to inform him.

Ye Ranran didn’t even drink water and wanted to snatch Jun Mochan’s phone.

Jun Mochan raised his hand high, while putting the edge of the cup against her lips.

The meaning was obvious, she had to drink it whether she wanted to or not.

Ye Ranran clutched her chest; due to anxiety and coughing, her complexion turned dark green, creating an illusion that she would stop breathing any moment.

Jun Mochan directly hung up the phone, took a sip of water, and kissed her.

Ye Ranran, who was forcibly given a sip of water by Jun Mochan, stopped coughing, and her complexion improved significantly.

"Stubborn?" Jun Mochan pinched her chin, his gaze dangerous.

Ye Ranran quickly admitted her mistake: "There won’t be a next time."

It’s not entirely her fault; she was just too anxious.

"If this happens again, you won’t need to see these people anymore." He said this coldly, clearly meaning it.

He permitted her to make more friends hoping she would be happier; whether in love, friendship, or family, he wished she could have it all.

But if these things could harm her, then it’s better to have never had them.

"I know, I know, I’ve already said there wouldn’t be a next time. Quickly tell me, where is Rourou? Is she alright?" She held him, and raised her head from his embrace, her eyes shimmering with expectation and tension.

"I’ll take you there." Jun Mochan pulled her out of his embrace, grabbed her hand, and led her outside.

He was unwilling to say much, initially to avoid making Ye Ranran worry, but unexpectedly it made her even more worried.

"Is she in a life-threatening situation? Is she beyond help? Tell me?" Ye Ranran tightly gripped Jun Mochan’s hand, her fingertips somewhat cold.

"She’s fine, don’t overthink. I’m taking you to see her now." Jun Mochan patted her head.

Is that so? Ye Ranran was still a bit skeptical.

"If you don’t believe it, you’ll know when you see her later."

Jun Mochan’s tone was calm and collected, inexplicably making one feel at ease. Ye Ranran discarded the chaotic thoughts in her mind, took a deep breath and said: "You’re right, let’s go."

Just moments ago, she felt a bit lost, but because Jun Mochan was there, she let her emotions surface.

Not realizing how worried it would make him.

Once inside the car, Ye Ranran’s expression had returned to calmness, with no trace of panic.

Jun Mochan drove while glancing at her with the corner of his eye.

"Stop staring at me, focus on driving." Ye Ranran advised.

"Rest assured, she will be fine." As he withdrew his gaze, Jun Mochan didn’t forget to reassure her.

Ye Ranran rubbed her aching forehead: "Mm, I know."

When they arrived at the hospital, the only person left at the door of the operating room was Number Five. She was dressed in black, with her neck and hands covered in fresh blood.

Couldn’t tell much from the clothes.

Ye Ranran wanted to rush over, but Jun Mochan held her back, allowing her to only walk slowly.

"Where is Rourou?" Ye Ranran asked anxiously.

"She’s still in surgery." Number Five’ face was like covered with smog, excessively heavy in expression.

On the way here, Fan Rou lost a lot of blood, her face turned completely pale.

So pale it was like the face of a dead person.

Therefore, she specifically mentioned in the call, hoping Jun Mochan wouldn’t tell Ye Ranran yet. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

She feared Ye Ranran couldn’t handle it.

Number Five took out a phone from her pocket and handed it to Jun Mochan: "It’s for you."