The most unfortunate among several people was Mu Tingfeng. The shot he blocked for Zhao Youlin, in the end, was the real deal.

Although that person could not aim perfectly and only shot his arm without injuring any vital parts; although the fortunate part out of all the misfortunes was that the bullet went through his arm and did not stay in it, saving the trouble of operation to take the bullet out, a gunshot wound was still a gunshot wound. It could not be compared to ordinary scratches.

Su Ruixin and the others stood at the side. When they saw the doctor completing his examination for Mu Tingfeng, they immediately rushed forward and asked, "Doctor, how is my son?"

Zhao Youlin stood behind Su Ruixin, and she glanced at the man lying on the hospital bed. His face was a little pale, and he looked a little haggard because of excessive blood loss. After hesitating for a while, she still asked, "Doctor, how is he?"

"The patient's arm suffered a gunshot wound. Fortunately, his bones and arteries are not injured, and the bullet didn't stay in his arm, so it's only a superficial wound. However, there is a hole in his arm after all, so I suggest staying in the hospital for a few days to recover and prevent infection or deterioration. Besides, in the future one month, the patient better not use his arm to prevent the wound from opening again."

The doctor's words were tantamount to a reassurance pill, and everyone in the ward was relieved at the same time.

"I need to be hospitalized?" Mu Tingfeng, who was lying on the hospital bed, slightly frowned when he heard the doctor's words. He struggled to get up, but Su Ruixin, who was at the side, quickly pushed him back to the hospital bed.

"You have to be hospitalized, of course. This is not a minor injury. What if you didn't take good care of it, and it gets worse when you go back?" Su Ruixin secretly glanced at Zhao Youlin, who was at the side and said with a serious face.

A trace of confusion appeared in Mu Tingfeng's eyes. He knew that this injury was not a minor injury, of course. But he had a personal doctor at home, and it was a hundred times better to let a personal doctor take care of him than this hospital. Besides, the environment in this hospital was unbearable. Was there any special purpose to let him stay in the hospital for a few days?

Su Ruixin looked at her son who did not get it and rolled her eyes speechlessly. She secretly complained in her mind, 'Isn't this kid usually smart when he does business with his father and grandfather?

'Why can't he figure it out now? He is making me anxious.'

It seemed like Su Ruixin could not count on her son, so she could only transfer her hope to Xia Zhetao. She tried hard and winked at him a few times.

One must say that in this aspect, Secretary Xia was excellent at taking hints.

After exchanging glances a few times, Xia Zhetao instantly understood and stepped forward to come to rescue. He said, "That's right, President. As the saying goes, it takes a hundred days to heal when you hurt your muscles and bones. Your arm has been literally shot. How can you leave the hospital so hastily? It is better for you to stay in the hospital for observation for a few days. Let's leave the hospital only when the doctor says that you're fine."

As Xia Zhetao spoke, he kept dropping hints to Mu Tingfeng. 'President, your mom is helping you create a chance to be alone with the former Mrs. President. Showing your weak side after saving her is a good move. You must not screw it up at such a critical moment!'

Mu Tingfeng looked at them, who spoke one after another. He turned his head to look at Zhao Youlin, who was beside the hospital bed and understood. Then, he cooperated by pretending to be weak and said indifferently, "I'll stay for a few days then."

Su Ruixin was overjoyed when she saw her son agree. But before she smiled, she quickly turned to a sorrowful expression. Then, she touched her forehead and acted as if she was feeling discomfort. She groaned, "Ouch, I suddenly have a headache and I'm a little dizzy. I can't stand it anymore. I'm about to faint."

'Madam, you have good acting skills.' Xia Zhetao was surprised when he looked at Su Ruixin, who was about to faint right after she spoke. His face was full of admiration.

Su Ruixin touched her forehead with one hand. She raised her eyebrows at Xia Zhetao without a trace in a corner that everyone could not notice. Her eyes were full of triumph. 'You should look at who I am. I can handle two people at the same time. Quickly come and help me.'

Xia Zhetao got the order and did not dare to hesitate. He immediately supported Su Ruixin who was stumbling. He acted as if he was in a panic and exclaimed, "Madam! Madam! Are you okay? Madam, don't scare me."

Everyone in the ward was speechless as it was all too forced.

Su Ruixin did not know that her incompetent teammate's exaggerated and crappy acting skills had long been seen through by other people. She touched her head and said in pain, "It seems like my head took a hard hit, and I need to rest for a few days. What should I do? Tingfeng is injured and hospitalized, so someone needs to stay by his side. But my body's condition… sigh…"

As Su Ruixin spoke, she glanced at Zhao Youlin with expectations, and the meaning was evident.

Zhao Youlin was speechless. 'So, did I just meet the legendary trickster?'

Seeing that Zhao Youlin did not respond, Xia Zhetao quickly tried his best and said in distress, "You're right. I could have come to take care of the president, but the president is injured and hospitalized. Someone has to help with those things in the company. Besides, the doctors said it themselves just now as well. The president can't use his hand much. In this case, signing documents and other things are a big problem. I'll be very busy, so I can't help."

Zhao Youlin looked at Xia Zhetao's face that pretended to be sad from forty-five angles, and the corners of her mouth could not help but twitch. She gritted her teeth and said, "Is it so difficult to sign a document? Besides, your president injured his left hand."

"Hahaha, it is difficult, of course. Our president uses a lot of strength when he writes," the smile on Xia Zhetao's face froze, and he began to talk nonsense, "B-Besides, don't you know that the president is actually a left-handed, Ms. Zhao?"

Zhao Youlin was speechless. 'Do you think that I'm stupid?'

Mu Tingfeng was speechless as well. 'Left-handed? Why didn't I know about it?'

Actually, when Su Ruixin and Xia Zhetao spoke, Mu Tingfeng had already confirmed that the two people had planned to use his gunshot wound to make Zhao Youlin stay.

But he did not stop them. Instead, he let these two people shamelessly make Zhao Youlin stay with various strange reasons in front of him, and he secretly hoped for the two people's success.

Since Zhao Youlin already knew that he had a thick face and was shameless, he did not mind being even more shameless this time.

Anyway, he had to be shameless in order to succeed in pursuing his wife. How valuable was his face? Could it help him buy his wife back?

With such an unscrupulous thought, Mu Tingfeng calmly raised his eyes and glanced at Zhao Youlin, who was standing not far from his hospital bed. However, he found that Zhao Youlin was looking at him at that moment as well.