Chen Rou watched her husband enter the intensive care unit before turning around and seeing her father-in-law, Nie Rong, standing behind her.
After all that trouble, it's already 11 p.m.
His kidnapped and seriously injured son wouldn't speak to him or ask for his help. Instead, he relied entirely on Chen Rou, whom he had always suspected, holding her hand all the way to the door of the intensive care unit. Naturally, Nie Rong was furious, a burning rage within him.
He had transferred his bodyguards from the dock, and they had already arrived, led by the butler Xu Ming. They were now stationed every three steps and every five steps, guarding the entrance to the intensive care unit.
Looking around, the hospital corridor was a dark mass under the incandescent light, filled with bodyguards in black suits.
Nie Rong had run out of patience with Chen Rou. He was too lazy to listen to her explanations. With just a glance, he prepared to have his trusted bodyguards take her into custody and lock her up.
But Chen Rou was certainly not an easy target.
Just as she turned around, a bodyguard took advantage of her inattention, hid behind her, and tried to twist her hands behind her back.
But Chen Rou didn't even turn around. Hearing the wind, she raised her elbow and struck the other man's chin. At the same time, she raised her elbow again and struck his nose. Then she turned around and her other hand had already reached for the gun tucked in his waistband.
Grabbing the gun and turning around, Chen Rou moved with fluid grace, the gun already pressed against Nie Rong's temple.
Secretary An, Butler Xu, and Nie Han were all stunned. Nie Rong was also shocked because in his impression, Chen Rou could play the piano, dance ballet, and was good at actuarial science. She was a top student, but she definitely wouldn't fight.
He had known her for many years and had never seen her fight with anyone.
But today, her ruthlessness and agility are not qualities that an ordinary girl possesses.
She was still arrogant, pointing the gun at him, her tone cold: "Chairman Nie, your son and granddaughter almost died, and so did I, almost died in the Philippines. What we need to do now is find out the real culprit behind this kidnapping. It's not right for you to arrest me without any regard for the consequences."
Nie Rong certainly wanted to find the real culprit, but firstly, he was used to being the only one who mattered and didn't like anyone challenging his authority. Secondly, even though Nie Han said that Chen Rou had saved her and Nie Zhao's lives, Nie Rong didn't trust Nie Han and therefore didn't believe what she said. If he wanted to find the real culprit, he would choose to investigate on his own rather than cooperate with Chen Rou.
To put it bluntly, he has never respected Nie Han or Chen Rou. In his eyes, they are both appendages of his status as the richest man. He may support them, but he will not treat them as equals.
From the moment Chen Rou met him, she was domineering and acted eccentrically, which had already aroused his disgust.
He didn't want to say anything more to her.
But she was able to disarm the bodyguard in the blink of an eye and even hold the gun to his head, which surprised Nie Rong immensely.
Everyone is afraid of death, but the rich are even more afraid of death than the average person.
Nie Rong didn't know how his once favored, gentle, kind, and well-mannered daughter-in-law could have become so fierce, but he still involuntarily raised his hand.
Chen Rou held a gun to his head, and around her were more than a dozen bodyguards in black, all of whom had drawn their guns and were pointing them at her.
At the same time, a burst of intense gunfire rang out in the distance, the sound piercing the sky and reaching the hospital.
It was almost 1997, just before the handover. This was the darkest decade before dawn, and also the most turbulent and unstable period in Hong Kong's history. There were gang fights every day, and people died in the streets every day. Some people became rich overnight, while others became destitute overnight and jumped off rooftops.
Gunfire is not uncommon; in places like Yau Ma Tei, Tsim Sha Tsui, and Mong Kok, there are at least one shootout every day.
However, the Hong Kong Sanatorium & Hospital is located in Central, which was part of the British Concession and a wealthy area in Hong Kong. The security there is much better than in the Yau Tsim Mong district. It is quite rare for gunshots to be heard in Central.
And then, following the gunshots, suddenly, there was a loud bang, clearly indicating an explosion somewhere.
They were on the 22nd floor of the hospital, with windows facing Central Harbour.
The butler, Xu Ming, was the first to run to the window. He looked up, then immediately turned back and said to Nie Rong, "Master, it looks like Central Harbour is ablaze. There must have been a ship explosion."
Central Harbour is the port Chen Rou had agreed to return to beforehand, and the time she agreed on was exactly 11 or 12 o'clock at night, which is now.
As luck would have it, the explosion happened at the port where she was supposed to return, at the exact time she was supposed to be.
In fact, once things happened, there was no need for Chen Rou to waste her breath explaining anything.
She put away her gun and said to the butler, "Uncle Ming, make a call and ask. If I'm not mistaken, the explosion happened on a medical ship from the Philippines, an International Red Cross ship. Also, although Second Master Nie is currently in the port, he should be very lucky. He just happened to avoid both the bullets and the explosion."
Looking at Nie Rong again, she said, "Chairman Nie, if I had returned along the path I had set in advance, your youngest son would have been blown to bits along with the hospital ship by now."
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