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YIBO POV
I dropped Zhen Xin and Fan Xing off at Ai and Zed's place; they loved to visit them just as much as Gio and Bin. They also loved having them over. I came back home to get some work done.
I was able to do that for a while until thoughts of Zhan invaded my mind again. I sighed in exasperation.
Seeing him yesterday didn't do my sanity any justice, I was only just reminded why I missed him so much. And how much I wanted him, it took everything I had to keep my eyes off him in that sexy jumpsuit he wore.
I groaned trying to push him out of my mind and a wave of uneasiness washed over me. The more I tried ignoring this feeling was the more it came. I shook my head and suddenly I couldn't get rid of this voice in my head telling me something is wrong. Something is wrong with Zhan.
I'm losing my freaking mind I thought to myself in slight anger. I willed myself to forget him, but the feeling never left me, I could even feel the slight tremor in my hand. I curse out loud then pulled out my phone, calling him; and it sent me straight to voice mail.
I cursed again getting off my chair, just then my phone rang.
"Wang Yibo." I answered impatiently,
"Hello Mr. Wang, this is Doctor Yen from Good Samaritan Hospital." A man said,
I slowly sat back down on my chair.
"Mr. Wang Zhan has been admitted at our hospital. He was involved in a car accident." He said I nodded to myself, understanding that wretched feeling now
"How is he?" I asked, my voice steady as my world came crashing down.
"I'm sorry but we don't prefer to discuss our patient's condition over the phone." He said,
"I understand, I'll be right over." I said and hung up.
My head slipped into my hands, the thought that I might just be losing him all over again hit me like a ton of bricks, the pain beginning again.
I stood up and went out of my study; he had to be okay, for all of our sakes.
I came across Mari in the hallway and she could sense something was wrong because she stopped me
"Where are you going?" she asked.
"To the hospital." I said and her brows furrowed in question
"Zhan was in a car accident." I clarified and she gasped dropping the vase she was carrying
"Is she..."
"I'm going to find out." I cut her off starting down the stairs.
I got in my Aston Martin and drove out. I chuckled without humour, here I was speeding to his side, with the way I feel about him it was bound to happen one way or another.
