Lu Weixi was taken aback as she suddenly found herself tugged backward, behind his body. He had pulled her with such force that she took an involuntary step back. She looked up only to see the wisps of hair at the back of his neck. His shoulders were broad, resembling a mountain, and they seemingly sheltered her completely, not allowing those in front to catch even a glimpse of her.
The window in the ward was open, causing a gentle breeze to flutter his clothes.
The reporters would not let this news go easily. Even though faced with Qin Zhiyou's gaze, they continued to pose questions.
"Sir Qin, is it true you were hospitalized because of a fight?"
"Qin, did your fight yesterday have anything to do with the lady standing behind you?"
"Sir Qin, is the lady behind you your wife or your new rumored girlfriend?"
"Sir Qin, how serious are your injuries? Will they affect your work? Do you need to continue your treatment further?"
"Sir Qin…"