Such a Rude and Noisy Woman novel Chapter 118

Finally settled down in the H City Hospital, Rachel looked at the drip on the back of her hand. The doctor had said that her fever was quite terrible and that she needed to have fluid infusion for two days, just in case it turned into pneumonia.

Hiram was speaking to someone on the phone outside the ward. Rachel stared at the night sky through the window, knowing that he was staying up again because of her.

After a while, Hiram came in with a bowl of porridge in his hand. He sat by her bed, opened the lid of the bowl and said, "Come on, eat this. You haven't eaten anything today."

Rachel sat up, and Hiram placed a cushion behind her waist. He brought a spoonful of porridge towards her lips.

Rachel tried to grab the spoon from him, but he dodged her hand.

"What about Carl? How is he?" Rachel asked after swallowing the porridge, remembering that Carl was also in the same hospital.

"He's fine. Just a slight fracture in his ankle. He'll be okay after taking some rest, " Hiram answered as he wiped her mouth with a tissue.

Rachel reached out for the spoon with her left hand and said uneasily, "I can eat by myself. You just need to hold the bowl for me."

The infusion tube was connected to her right hand, but she could still use her left.

But Hiram ignored her and continued to feed her. "Just let me do it. You're not used to using your left hand. What if you spill the food?"

Rachel had no choice but to let him feed her. Then she looked at him with bright eyes and asked, "Hiram, do you regret it? Do you regret agreeing to take me to Cliff Mountain?"

"No, I don't. There was only one moment when I felt regret, and that was when you were in danger, " Hiram answered.

Yes. That was right. He had regretted taking her with him to such a dangerous place, but only for a split second. When he had seen how much she cared about his safety and how much she loved him, he had felt that bringing her along had been worthwhile.

Rachel raised her hand to hold Hiram's and, looking at his appearance, which showed no trace of exhaustion despite not having a good rest, said sadly, "But I regret it. I regret tagging along with you there just because I wanted to have fun."

Although the view of the sunrise and the sunset from the mountain had been magnificent, it came at the cost of putting everyone in danger.

"How about your wound?" Rachel asked, suddenly remembering Hiram's wound. "Roll up your sleeve and let me have a look." She frowned and tried to roll up his sleeve, But Hiram put the bowl down and held her hand. "It's all right. I'll show it to you when we get home. Now, you need to rest first!"

"Really?" Rachel asked worriedly. He had been hurt for about seven or eight days, but he had been caught in heavy rain in a dangerous place. Was he really fine?

"Have I ever lied to you?" Hiram asked before tucking her into the quilt and standing up. "Have a good rest. I'm going to see Carl next door."

Rachel nodded and watched as he walked out of the door.

After Hiram left Rachel's ward, he walked straight to the infirmary instead of visiting Carl.

"Hiram?"

Asked Hardy, Hiram's another cousin. He had been interested in medicine since childhood, so after studying abroad, he had come to work in the biggest hospital in H City. Usually, if anyone in the Rong family needed to see a doctor, they would come to him.

Hiram walked in and took off his shirt before sitting down on the chair beside Hardy.

Hardy glanced at Hiram's wound and found that it was really serious. Then he put on his glasses immediately and went over with the medicine box. "How did this happen? Did you get injured on Cliff Mountain? Not likely... It seems that the wound opened up when it was nearly healed."

Hardy cleaned the wound carefully and said, "Well. How about this? I'll help you stitch it up so that you can recover soon."

"Fine. It's up to you, " Hiram answered. He took out his phone from his pocket and saw that he had two missed calls.

His wound had been almost healed. But when Hiram had pulled Carl up from the hole he had fallen into, his wound had opened up again.

"Take it easy, " Hardy said soothingly. Then he fixed Hiram's arm and started to stitch the wound.

Looking quite relaxed, Hiram called the number he had gotten the missed calls from.

After a few rings, someone picked up.

"Mr. Rong. You finally answered the phone. I called you because I've finally gotten some information about the thing you asked me to look into."

Hearing this, Hiram's expression changed slightly. He looked down at the wound. "So, tell me. What did you find out?"

"Mr. Rong, although it's been so many years and they've kept the secret very well, we still found some clues. The incident that happened that year was supposed to be related to a Mr. Ruan.

But that man was already dead. So we couldn't find out anything except that he had something to do with the incident."

The report from the other side put Hiram into a moment of contemplation before he ordered, "Continue the investigation. Don't report to me until you have definite information. All I want is an accurate answer.

And by the way, no matter who asks you about this incident, your answer should always be that you haven't found any clues. You got that?"

"Yes, yes. I'll keep it a secret even if your father asks me about it. Please don't worry. I'll keep investigating."

After hanging up the call, Hiram was lost in thought.

A Mr. Ruan?

Although many years had passed, it seemed Hiram's father still couldn't let it go. So he had secretly asked Hiram to look into it even though he had been in the United States all these years.

"Done. Come here to take out the stitches after three or four days, and remember not to get them wet." Now that he had finished the stitches, Hardy was relaxed. He said, "You should pay attention to your body. Don't get hurt again. Aunt will be very worried if she finds out about this."

"Fine. And please keep this a secret for me, " Hiram said as he looked at the wound, which was now well-wrapped.

Hardy nodded. "I know. Just take good care of your wound and have a good rest. As for Rachel and Carl, just leave them to me."

Hiram looked at the time on his phone and found that it was already late. "Thank you. I'll go home and have some rest, then I'll come back tomorrow."

Since Hiram had just gotten stitches, he didn't want to return to Rachel's ward and risk having her find out about it.

So instead, he went back home and slept. The next morning, he went straight to his company.

After arriving at Streams Company, Hiram held a meeting in the conference room.

"Mr. Rong, I will recruit a few new employees recently to contribute to our Cliff Mountain Project. We will definitely build an excellent holiday resort with a brand new model through our steady efforts and innovation!"

Daniel, who was in charge of the program, had come back from another city specially for the Cliff Mountain Project.

"I agree with him. Mr. Rong, I think that we need more fresh staff. After all, the terrain of Cliff Mountain is very unique, so we should treat it differently, " the old engineer said.

Hiram thought about it while resting his chin on one hand and knocking the book in front of him with the other. "Fine, but there's a person I want to add to the project."

Daniel, who was sorting the data, looked up at him and laughed. "May I know who the great man is?"

"Rachel Ruan."