Thank you.

Chu Xing took the phone, his fingers involuntarily clenching tightly.

He still remembers how happy she was when she first got the phone, showing it to him like a child.

She said she had never used such a good phone before.

She would probably be very upset if she woke up and saw the phone like this.

After leaving the police station, he went back to the hotel to change his clothes. When he hugged her, his clothes were stained with a lot of blood.

The driver saw him coming downstairs and said with some concern, "Aren't you resting at the hotel? Miss Song Mai is in the intensive care unit. You can't visit her today, so you don't really need to go."

The man's thin lips were pressed into a line.

"Let's go to the mall."

"shopping mall?"

The driver couldn't help but wonder how he could still be in the mood to shop at a mall at a time like this.

"Go buy her some daily necessities."

"Is it too early to buy now?"

After all, the person is still not awake.

And there's no guarantee he'll wake up. If he unfortunately doesn't wake up, then all those things were a waste of money, right?

The driver didn't say the words he was about to say.

The man opened the car door and got in.

"It's late, she'll need it when she wakes up."

Seeing that he insisted, the driver didn't say anything more and had no choice but to take him to a nearby shopping mall.

As soon as he entered the mall, he went straight to the mobile phone store, picked out the same model as hers, and then took out the phone that was already smashed beyond recognition from his pocket and handed it to the clerk.

Can this phone be repaired?

The shop assistant took the phone and handed it to the technical staff.

After inspecting it for a while, the man shook his head: "It was dropped too badly. If it needs repair, about 70% of the parts will have to be replaced. It's better to just buy a new one."

"Can you help me transfer that data to my new phone?"

The staff member nodded: "That's fine."

"Then please help me import it."

After paying the bill, the man left his phone in the store and then went to a household goods store to buy some things she would need during her hospital stay.

When he returned to the mobile phone store, the data had already been transferred.

Chu Xing took the phone and then chose a matching phone case in the store and put it on.

Fortunately, she hadn't used the phone for very long and had always taken good care of it, so there were no signs of wear and tear.

Even if you replaced it with another one, you wouldn't be able to tell the difference.

The staff returned the shattered phone to Chu Xing, but the man didn't reach for it.

"Please fix it for me."

The staff member asked, puzzled, "But didn't you already buy a new one?"

"This is just my wife's phone. She just had an accident. Please try your best to fix it for me. Don't worry about the price. Contact me when it's fixed."

As he spoke, he picked up a pen and wrote a string of numbers on the paper in a flourish.

The staff looked at him with a hint of sympathy.

"You must love your wife very much. I will do my best to fix it and let you know as soon as it's done."

Okay, thank you.

Chu Xing returned to the hospital carrying two bags of things. Even though Song Mai hadn't woken up yet, he first asked the nurse to prepare a VIP ward. After putting the things he bought inside, he turned on the phone and logged into WeChat on her phone using the verification code.

Aside from messages in the work group, very few people send her messages.

The people who sent the most messages were Lin Ran and Song's mother, followed by Song Mai's sister-in-law.

News about Song's mother and her sister-in-law came flooding in like a barrage as soon as the page was opened.

All sorts of harsh insults, coercion, and threats came at once, making it hard to breathe just by watching.

He felt uncomfortable just looking at the fact that a mother would use words like "bitch" and "whore" to describe her daughter.

Chu Xing dared not imagine how she had managed to survive in such a precarious situation all these years.

He closed Song's mother's chat window and opened Lin Ran's.

Lin Ran kept asking her how her trip was and if she had taken any nice photos.

Chu Xing didn't reply. He turned off his phone screen, put it back in his pocket, and felt as heavy as if iron had been dropped into his heart.

Jiang Jibai arrived in Zicheng that very evening.

The medical resources in Zicheng are not bad, but they are not good either. In short, they cannot compare with those in Nandu City.

He was a doctor at the First People's Hospital of Nandu, and at a young age he had become a chief physician. So when he arrived, the hospital agreed to put Song Mai in his care without much effort.

After receiving approval from the hospital, he put on protective clothing without hesitation, disinfected himself, and entered the intensive care unit to check on Song Mai's condition.

He didn't come out until more than ten minutes later.

As he washed his hands, Chu Xing asked him from the side, "How is it?"

"The surgery went quite well."

"You know that's not what I'm asking."

"Indeed, as the previous surgeon said, the gunshot wound was not the most critical fatal injury. The most critical issue was the excessive blood loss. As long as she can wake up, I have confidence in my medical skills and I can ensure her safety. However, whether she can wake up or not depends on her own fate."

"The doctor said she received a lot of blood transfusions, so why isn't she waking up?"

"Because she was given anesthesia after going into shock, she is already more difficult to wake up than a normal person. Moreover, it depends on her will to live and whether she wants to wake up. Have you ever thought about what if she doesn't want to wake up?"

Chu Xing fell silent upon hearing this.

This was something he hadn't expected.

Yes, she was already living such a hard life, and now she's gone through something like this. Does she think life is meaningless and she might as well just fall asleep?

He didn't know.

He dared not think any further.

Jiang Jibai looked at him solemnly: "I'm more worried about you. You have no idea how scared I was when I answered your call. When I heard that the gun was actually pointed at you, my heart almost jumped out of my chest. I've always thought you were good at fighting and that nothing was too difficult for you. No one could hurt you. But if it involves guns, it's a different story. Even the most skilled person can't withstand a gunshot."

"I'm fine."

“I know you’re alright. I’m so glad you’re alright. It’s good that she took that bullet for you. I just checked her wound and examined the location and angle of the bullet. That bullet was clearly aimed at your heart. That person wanted to kill you. If she hadn’t pushed you away, you would definitely be dead.”

In that situation, he had his back to the criminal, and if he hadn't noticed immediately, the bullet would have gone straight into his heart.

They will then successfully escape, while he will die on the spot, and Song Mai will be taken away, disappearing from the world without a trace.

She took a bullet for him and still has a chance of survival, while he has no chance at all.

Jiang Jibai still feels lingering fear to this day.

He went to the ward with Chu Xing; the man looked somewhat dejected.

“I am very grateful to Song Mai. She risked her life to save you. Don’t worry, I will also use all my medical skills to save her. I understand how you feel, but I hope you can cheer up. She still needs you.”