Chapter 941 Seeing Through

"Commander, are you alright? Who are they?"

Wen Qiming strode forward and looked warily at the few people opposite Zhou Yanshan, a flash of danger in his eyes.

Those people didn't notice the ruthlessness that Wen Qiming suppressed, but Zhou Yanshan had watched Wen Qiming grow up and was very familiar with his habits, so he caught it at a glance.

Zhou Yanshan instantly made a judgment in his mind whether Wen Qiming was the one behind the scenes.

But after recognizing this fact, Zhou Yanshan felt a bone-chilling chill running down his spine. This chill was mixed with the disbelief that the enemy he had been investigating for many years was actually someone close to him, causing Zhou Yanshan to experience a sharp pain in his head.

"Commander Zhou, what's wrong with you?"

Those people did not recognize Wen Qiming as the mysterious person who contacted them, and just thought he was Zhou Yanshan's subordinate.

Seeing Zhou Yanshan suddenly cover his head with his hands, several people spoke out in worry.

Upon hearing this, Wen Qiming also looked at Zhou Yanshan and saw that he was in a bad condition. Zhou Yanshan's driver was also walking towards this side. A gleam of light flashed in Wen Qiming's eyes, and he suddenly turned his head and shouted at those people.

"You guys are so bold, openly doing harm to the commander!"

"Where's the security team? Why don't they arrest these people?"

When several people stopped Zhou Yanshan's car, they asked Zhou Yanshan to come over alone to talk.

At this moment, Zhou Yanshan's guards were standing around his car. The driver also saw Wen Qiming coming and wanted to explain the situation to him.

However, Zhou Yanshan suddenly had a problem, and after hearing Wen Qiming's words, the driver and the escort team all ran over at once.

The informants realized that something was wrong and wanted to leave, but Wen Qiming took the initiative and stopped them all.

On the side, Zhou Yanshan endured the headache and looked at the guards and the driver.

They were deceived by Wen Qiming's words and tried their best to subdue the informers. Zhou Yanshan had no way to stop them under such circumstances.

Zhou Yanshan no longer trusted Wen Qiming. The only person he could think of at this moment was Qiao Qingci.

Zhou Yanshan called Qiao Qingci and said a few words before he was shocked by the severe pain in his head. His eyes went dark, the phone in his hand was hung up, and he fell into a coma.

Qiao Qingci and Mo Yanchu rushed to the military hospital as quickly as possible.

They asked about Zhou Yanshan's ward, and when they entered, Wen Qiming was standing beside the bed.

"Uncle Wen, you are here too?" Qiao Qingci greeted Wen Qiming.

Wen Qiming nodded and explained Zhou Yanshan's situation to them.

"I took a day off today to visit a friend in the hospital. When I passed by Zhongxing Road, I discovered that someone was harming the commander. Although I arrested them, it was too late, allowing them to harm the commander."

Wen Qiming's voice was filled with guilt and self-blame.

"If I hadn't had my day off and gone out with the Commandant, this wouldn't have happened."

When Qiao Qingci heard Wen Qiming's words, he glanced at Wen Qiming briefly.

It’s not that there’s anything wrong with the matter, but Qiao Qingci feels that Wen Qiming’s attitude of explanation is a bit excessive.

Maybe she was overthinking it, so Qiao Qingci turned to see how Zhou Yanshan was doing.

Mo Yanchu hadn't spoken since entering the ward. Now he followed Qiao Qingci to Zhou Yanshan's bedside.

The doctor walked in and looked at Qiao Qingci and the other man.

"You are the commander's family, right?"

Qiao Qingci nodded, "We are. May I ask how is my grandfather's condition?"

The doctor's expression was not optimistic.

"The commander appeared to be in good physical condition at first glance, but upon examination, we discovered that a bullet had been removed from his brain, and the wound left by the bullet had been compressing his blood vessels and nerves."

"The commander's emotions fluctuated greatly this time, aggravating the injury and causing bleeding. It's unclear whether it can be cured. We can only observe and treat it."

Qiao Qingci pursed her lips. She didn't expect that Zhou Yanshan's condition was more complicated than she had previously guessed.

The driver and the captain of the escort team also felt guilty when they heard this.

"It's all our fault. When those guys stopped the car, we should have said nothing to let the commander talk to them alone!"

The atmosphere in the ward was depressing. Wen Qiming suppressed his resentment that Mo Yanchu was still alive and stepped forward.

"I believe the commander will recover. Isn't there a doctor named Q who has superb medical skills? Yanchu, if possible, we can invite him to treat your grandfather."

When Qiao Qingci heard this, he glanced at Wen Qiming.

Mo Yanchu took Qiao Qingci's hand and said to Wen Qiming, "I will."

Mo Yanchu's tone was emotionless. Standing there and looking at him, meeting his dark eyes, Wen Qiming didn't know why, but he felt like he was being seen through.