Jiang Shen went out to find a surgeon but hasn't returned yet. He Fei stayed by Cheng Zhiwen's side, not moving an inch.

Li Chong paced back and forth in the cabin with his hands on his hips, looking very anxious. He asked He Fei several times to carry Cheng Zhiwen into the room, but He Fei remained unmoved.

Finally, he even called his men to forcibly move Cheng Zhiwen's body inside, but was stopped by He Fei and others.

Shen Qing held Cheng Zhiwen's face in her hands and sat on the ground watching all of this.

She didn't understand why Li Chong insisted on moving Cheng Zhiwen inside. She had already explained that moving his body rashly could easily cause severe bleeding.

She keenly sensed that there was something wrong with Li Chong, which was why Cheng Zhiwen's subordinates preferred to listen to her rather than Li Chong.

"Boss Shen, the doctor is here!" Jiang Shen hurriedly led in a foreigner with white hair carrying a white medical kit.

The boys who were guarding Cheng Zhiwen immediately stepped aside.

The doctor knelt down, first examining Cheng Zhiwen's pupils, then listening to her heartbeat with a stethoscope. After thinking for a moment, he asked Shen Qing, "Where was the patient shot?"

Shen Qing pointed to the lower part of Cheng Zhiwen's back: "Here, it should be the back of the stomach."

The doctor nodded: "Lay the person flat on the ground, back up."

After saying that, he and Shen Qing worked together to make Cheng Zhiwen lie on her back on the floor.

He used small scissors to cut open all of Cheng Zhiwen's clothes on his upper body, revealing his strong, bare back and shocking wounds.

"The bullet needs to be removed immediately through surgery."

Shen Qing nodded: "Is there a sterile room on the ship?"

The doctor shook his head: "We can only remove the bullet and stitch up the wound to temporarily relieve the condition. We will then treat the organs around the bullet wound at a hospital in the UK."

Shen Qing understood what he meant.

The area where Cheng Zhiwen was shot likely also affected other organs.

There are currently no medical facilities on board, so the patient will indeed have to wait until disembarkation to go to the hospital for surgery.

Shen Qing nodded: "Okay, let's take the bullets out first!"

The stretcher arrived, and Jiang Shen and He Fei worked together to lift Cheng Zhiwen onto it and head towards the infirmary, with Shen Qing and Li Chong following behind.

Shen Qing followed them into the infirmary. Li Chong asked her to come out so the doctor could focus on the surgery, but she refused and asked Jiang Shen to stay with her.

If the doctor had also been bribed by Li Chong, and Cheng Zhiwen was completely unconscious at this point, leaving him inside to be treated by the doctor, it would have been an easy task to kill him.

Shen Qing didn't know the specifics of Cheng Zhiwen and Li Chong's situation, but she preferred to believe in a conspiracy rather than want anyone to harm Cheng Zhiwen.

Although she hated Cheng Zhiwen for being a traitor, that was not a reason for him to be killed because of partisan struggles!

The doctor's surgical procedure went smoothly. He sterilized all the surgical instruments, cut open the tissue at the site of the bullet wound to expose the bullet, picked it up, and then disinfected and cleaned the tissue around the bullet wound.

Shen Qing saw that the bullet was lodged in the muscle tissue and deduced that the bullet had not penetrated deeply and had not affected any organs.

"Doctor, the bullet doesn't seem to have damaged the digestive organs. In that case, is a second surgery unnecessary?"

The doctor tossed the bullet into the surgical tray and smiled, "Yes, the patient's back muscles are well-developed, thicker and tighter than the average person's, so the bullet only got stuck in the muscle tissue and didn't damage any organs. Very lucky."

Shen Qing looked at Cheng Zhiwen's strong back.

It's all muscle groups, one after another.

Smiling, she asked Jiang Shen, "Cheng Zhiwen must exercise a lot, right?"

Jiang Shen nodded: "Mr. Cheng pays great attention to exercise and his health."

Shen Qing nodded, her eyes never leaving the doctor's movements.

Seeing that the doctor was about to suture her, she suddenly remembered something and hurriedly said, "Wouldn't it be better to do a wide incision?"

The doctor was puzzled.

She explained, "Some bullets may be coated with poison. Even if the bullet is removed, the surrounding muscle tissue may still be poisoned. If it is stitched up at this point, there will still be danger."

The doctor examined the surgical site and said, "I don't think the situation you described exists. If the incision is widened, it will leave a hole in the patient's back, and even after it heals, there will still be an uneven indentation."

Shen Qing insisted, "It's alright, a dent in the back isn't a big deal, it's better than being poisoned."

After saying that, he looked at Jiang Shen and asked, "What do you think?"

Jiang Shen nodded: "I'll do as you say."

Shen Qing immediately asked the doctor to perform a wide incision.

Several pieces of pink muscle tissue were cut off and placed in the surgical tray, where the doctor sutured Cheng Zhiwen.

Shen Qing casually picked up a piece of gauze, pinched up the bullet in the plate, and wrapped it up.

“I think the pirates’ purpose in boarding the ship this time is very suspicious,” she whispered to Jiang Shen in Chinese. “The pirates are obviously not after money, but after me, or rather, after Mr. Cheng, because they know that if they shoot me, Mr. Cheng will definitely take action, and then they can kill Mr. Cheng in a logical way.”

He handed the gauze wrapped around the bullet to Jiang Shen: "Go and investigate the origin of this bullet; it might provide some clues."

Jiang Shen took the gauze and gritted his teeth, saying, "Your guess was right. I will find out! If I find out who tried to assassinate Mr. Cheng, I'll make sure they pay dearly!"

The doctor over there stitched up Cheng Zhiwen's wound, disinfected it again, and applied gauze.

Shen Qing and Jiang Shen sat beside him, waiting for him to get through the crucial 24 hours after the surgery.

If an infection occurs after surgery, it could be fatal; everyone is on tenterhooks.

Looking at Cheng Zhiwen, who was lying on the hospital bed, pale and seemingly harmless, Shen Qing felt that people are truly fragile.

Cheng Zhiwen was already a man of great influence, but when he fell ill and went into a coma, he was still at the mercy of others.

If it weren't for the loyalty of his subordinates, and if it weren't for her sound values, he could have lost his life at any moment if things had gone wrong in the slightest.

Thinking of this, Shen Qing sighed and said, "I can see that neither you nor He Fei are bad people, but why do you follow him into doing this kind of thing?"

Jiang Shen asked, "Are you talking about Mr. Cheng?"

Shen Qing looked at Cheng Zhiwen's face and nodded: "Yes. I already know what he does."

"Mr. Cheng is not the kind of person you think he is."

Shen Qing gave a cold laugh: "I heard what he said with my own ears at the tea party. He said it himself; no one forced him to say it at gunpoint."

She didn't mention that Cheng Zhiwen had discussed with several people at the tea party that day about assassinating the anti-French general and the anti-drug official.

Jiang Shen didn't ask any more questions, but simply repeated, "Mr. Cheng is not the kind of person you think he is, so you don't need to go to great lengths to kill him. He's not that kind of person."

"Then who is he?"

"You'll find out later."

Shen Qing didn't ask any more questions, looking at Cheng Zhiwen on the hospital bed with a heavy heart.

He was shot while saving her. Why would someone who cherishes his body so much save a woman who wanted to kill him and expose himself to danger?