Suddenly, a loud rumbling sound came from outside.

Li Rui strode towards the window, where a group of people disembarked from the helicopter and swiftly subdued his men.

His thick eyebrows furrowed as he backed away, intending to grab Xiang Zhilan as a hostage again.

Xiang Zhilan thought Shen Muzhi was dead, and her soul seemed to have left her. She sat there blankly, holding Shen Muzhi.

Li Rui approached and bent down to pull Xiang Zhilan, but suddenly Shen Muzhi came back to life. He swept Li Rui with a kick, making him stagger a few steps. Taking advantage of his unsteadiness, he shot Li Rui in the wrist holding the pistol and then shot him in the chest.

At that moment, the dark-skinned, thin man also fired a shot at Shen Muzhi. Shen Muzhi's arm was hit, and his hand holding the gun trembled, so the shot only hit Li Rui's shoulder.

Shen Muzhi's men had already entered and subdued Li Rui's subordinates inside the room.

Seeing that things were going badly, Su Yan simply pretended to be a victim and fainted on the ground.

Seeing that the situation was hopeless, Li Rui quickly ran to the window and broke through it.

The window overlooked the sea. The others rushed over, only to find Li Rui swallowed by the ocean. The sea was turbulent and surging at night, like a man-eating monster.

"Stop chasing, take men to find Ni Sitian," Shen Muzhi commanded breathlessly, his face drained of all color.

Ayu led his men out, and Achao ordered his men to clean up the mess and carried Shen Muzhi out on a stretcher.

Xiang Zhilan followed closely behind Shen Muzhi. Not far away, there was an ambulance parked, and the doctor inside had already prepared everything.

Su Yan was also carried up, but Xiang Zhilan had no interest in her at this point, and was only staring intently at Shen Muzhi.

Shen Muzhi's pants were ripped open, revealing bloody holes in his left calf and right thigh. Then the doctor ripped open Shen Muzhi's sleeve.

"Doctor, he also had two gunshot wounds in his back, and knife wounds in his shoulder and abdomen," Xiang Zhilan hurriedly reminded them, fearing they might have overlooked something.

Shen Muzhi's lips curved weakly into a slight smile as he shook his head and used his other hand to unbutton his shirt, revealing blood bags and a bulletproof vest underneath.

Xiang Zhilan looked on in surprise. Shen Muzhi raised his hand to cover her cheek, wiping away her tears, and said in a low, hoarse voice, "I'm fine."

"You scared me to death." Xiang Zhilan hugged Shen Muzhi and buried her face in his chest, crying bitterly.

When he collapsed, she thought he was dead; her heart stopped.

"Don't cry." This was the third time Shen Muzhi had told her not to cry tonight, but she couldn't stop her tears, so he could only gently pat her back.

The doctor skillfully treated Shen Muzhi's wounds. Knife wounds were easier to treat, but gunshot wounds were more difficult.

The bullet went in quite deep, so surgery was needed to remove it.

Due to blood loss, Shen Muzhi gradually lost consciousness and asked the doctor to treat Xiang Zhilan's wounds before fainting.

Xiang Zhilan's tears flowed uncontrollably, and she couldn't let go of Shen Muzhi's hand.

The car drove all the way to the hospital, and Shen Muzhi was wheeled into the operating room.

Su Yan was rushed to the emergency room, while Xiang Zhilan went for an ultrasound to check if the fetus was alright.

Xiang Zhilan experienced some bleeding and needed to receive an injection to prevent miscarriage.

After receiving the injection and having her wrist wound bandaged, Xiang Zhilan was placed in a hospital room to rest in bed. The doctor instructed her that she could only lie down and not move around.

About half an hour later, Shen Muzhi was also pushed in. His eyes were closed and his face was still bloodless.

Xiang Zhilan asked the doctor to move her hospital bed next to Shen Muzhi's, so that the two beds were placed together.