Soon, the rescue team hoisted her onto the helicopter along with a stretcher using ropes.
Fu Yanshen skillfully fastened a safety rope around my waist, connecting it to the safety buckle on his own waist. He then lifted me up in a horizontal embrace.
Suddenly, I was suspended in mid-air looking down at the scene below. I was so frightened that my heart jumped into my throat, and I turned and buried my face in his arms.
If his bodyguards hadn't caught me in time, I would be dead in this valley below.
A feeling of lingering fear overwhelmed me.
I buried my face deep in his chest, inhaling his scent and listening to his thunderous heartbeat. My heart gradually returned to normal, and my arm ached even more, so much so that I wanted to cry.
...
On the helicopter, Fu Yanshen and professional rescuers helped me with basic arm immobilization. I whispered to him that I suspected Shi Jin had pushed Madam Ouyang off the cliff.
He nodded, indicating that he understood.
In less than 20 minutes, the helicopter landed at the best hospital in the provincial capital. The emergency team was already on standby. Ouyang was taken into the emergency room, and I was taken to the ER.
After taking X-rays to confirm the dislocation and fracture, conservative reduction treatment was performed under anesthesia.
...
When the anesthesia wore off and I woke up, I found myself transferred to Xu Xun's hospital in Beijing.
It was getting dark outside; most of the day had already passed.
Could it be that Madam Ouyang's condition is not optimistic, and that the medical conditions in Guangxi Province are inadequate?
Fu Yanshen was nowhere to be seen in the ward.
My right arm was in a sling and in a cast. The painkillers hadn't worn off yet, so I couldn't feel any pain and got out of bed.
There were two bodyguards guarding outside the ward. I learned from them that Madam Ouyang was not in any danger and was in the VIP ward diagonally opposite. She had not yet woken up.
Shi Jin was stopped outside the ward by two tall, burly bodyguards with Russian features, dressed in suits.
I remember that was Madam Ouyang's bodyguard.
"Why won't you let me see my mother?" Shi Jin asked, sobbing and wiping away tears with her handkerchief.
She looked delicate and frail, with her eyes swollen like walnuts.
That's pretentious enough!
I also wonder, did Madam Ouyang know who pushed her?
At that moment, the door to her hospital room opened from the inside, and a woman wearing a sharp suit, with a slender and upright figure and shoulder-length wavy hair walked out.
She is Ouyang's secretary, Zhou Di.
Her face was fair and flawless, adorned with gold-rimmed glasses, giving her a cool and capable air.
"The chairman is awake, Miss Jin, please come in." Zhou Di pushed up his glasses and said in a formulaic tone.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
