Chapter 496 Can I have painkillers?
"superior!"
At Liu Jun's command, the thugs rushed forward, brandishing knives and clubs.
Tang Xiaoya's eyes sharpened, and with a flick of her wrist, the bamboo pole danced in a blur, striking the wrist of the person in front with pinpoint accuracy.
"Aww!"
The man cried out in pain and dropped his long knife.
Using the momentum, she spun around, and the other end of the bamboo pole swept out horizontally, knocking the two people rushing towards her from the side to the ground.
The wind howled, and the bamboo pole in her hand became the most deadly weapon.
She suddenly remembered the spear technique that the martial arts instructor had taught her during filming.
One man with one gun, holding off thousands of troops.
At the time, I thought the moves were just flashy and fancy, but I never expected them to actually come in handy today.
She wielded the bamboo pole with impenetrable force, and the thugs were beaten so badly they cried out in pain, unable to get close at all.
However, there were too many of them.
Her strength was rapidly depleting, and her breathing began to become rapid.
Suddenly, two reckless guys pounced on her and grabbed her bamboo pole tightly!
She tried to pull back, but it didn't budge.
Oh no!
In that instant of pause, six gleaming longswords swung simultaneously from different directions, blocking all her escape routes!
She had no choice but to abandon the game.
The moment she released the bamboo pole, she leaned back, avoiding the fatal slash at an extreme angle.
hiss.
hiss.
Two sharp, stinging pains.
My left shoulder and right forearm were cut open by the blade.
The warm liquid instantly soaked through her clothes, and her clothes were stained red with blood.
But she simply didn't have time to care.
In a life-or-death situation, any lapse in concentration can be fatal.
She rolled away to evade the pursuit, then sprang up and closed in on one of the thugs, striking him hard in the jaw with her elbow. The man groaned and fell to the ground.
She reacted quickly and snatched the long knife from his hand.
Rejoin the battle.
The air was thick with the stench of blood, and the clanging of swords clashing against each other was deafening.
Ten minutes.
It felt like an eternity.
Half of the men Liu Jun brought had fallen, blood was flowing everywhere in the courtyard, and the men lying on the ground were groaning.
Tang Xiaoya's forehead was covered in sweat, a gentle breeze blew through her long hair, and her hand holding the knife trembled slightly.
The sleeve of his right arm and the area on his left shoulder were completely stained dark red with blood.
The air reeked of blood.
She was only stabbed twice, yet she managed to cut down eight of her opponents, inflicting dozens of wounds.
This record is nothing short of phenomenal.
But she was indeed a little tired.
Every swing of the knife aggravated the wound, causing excruciating pain.
"She's dying! All of you, get her!"
Liu Jun noticed her exhaustion and shouted at the top of his lungs.
"Avenge Second Master!"
The remaining men mustered their courage again, raised their knives, and charged forward once more.
At that very moment!
Yan Jin rushed in with two bodyguards.
"Xiaoya." He immediately spotted the woman surrounded in the center, covered in blood.
At that moment, his heart felt as if it were being gripped tightly by an invisible hand, contracting violently and causing him so much pain that he could barely breathe.
"You're asking for it!"
Yan Jin's eyes instantly turned bloodshot, and anger overwhelmed all his reason.
Like an enraged beast, he charged forward and cleaved a gap in the encirclement.
When Tang Xiaoya saw Yan Jin, her tense nerves suddenly relaxed, and a surge of joy welled up in her heart.
He's here.
Yan Jin pulled her behind him, his broad back shielding her from all danger.
His voice was low, filled with suppressed anger and lingering fear.
"Stand still, don't move."
Before he finished speaking, he had already moved.
Fast, ruthless, and accurate.
The force was overwhelming.
He didn't even use any weapons, he was bare-handed, and every punch and kick he delivered carried earth-shattering power.
One of the thugs who charged forward was kicked two meters away and immediately passed out.
Another attacker, who came from the side, had his arm grabbed and twisted in the opposite direction.
"Crack!"
The crisp sound of bones breaking was clearly audible.
The remaining six men were no match for him; in less than a minute, they were all knocked to the ground and unable to get up.
Yan Jin's gaze finally fell on Liu Jun, who was trembling.
He walked over step by step, each step stepping on Liu Jun's fear.
Liu Jun tried to run, but Yan Jin kicked him in the back of the knee, causing him to fall to his knees.
Yan Jin grabbed his hair and punched him in the face, one punch, two punches, three punches...
Then, he grabbed Liu Jun's arm and twisted it hard!
"ah--!"
A piercing scream tore through the night sky.
Yan Jin was not satisfied. She raised her foot and stomped heavily on his leg bone.
"Crack!"
Another sound of bone cracking.
Screams filled the air.
"You dare touch her." Yan Jin picked up the long knife from the ground, its blade gleaming coldly, clearly intending to kill the man.
The murderous aura emanating from him was terrifying.
"Yan Jin!" Tang Xiaoya shouted.
Her voice wasn't loud, but it successfully stopped the murderous intent in his heart.
Yan Jin paused, her hand holding the knife still.
He slowly turned to look at her, his eyes still bloodshot.
Just then, a dozen or so members of the Southern Gang rushed in and quickly cleaned up the mess.
Looking at the woman covered in blood, Yan Jin's raging anger was instantly replaced by endless heartache.
He dropped the knife, strode over to her, and carefully picked her up in his arms.
"Get the first aid kit!"
He yelled at the bodyguard, then grabbed her and ran into the house.
Tang Xiaoya leaned against his strong chest and could clearly feel his rapid heartbeat.
His pace was so fast that her body trembled slightly, aggravating her wound, but she didn't feel any pain.
She looked up, staring at his angular face and the few specks of blood that had splattered on his cheek.
Only now did she realize that this was when he looked his best.
Deep within, long-dormant emotions began to surge.
He carried her into a private room and gently placed her on a chair.
The bodyguard brought in a first-aid kit and quickly closed the door.
He quickly opened the box and took out his tools.
"Let me stop the bleeding first. We'll go to the hospital for stitches later. We don't have any anesthetic here." His voice was a little hoarse from nervousness.
He took out the scissors, but his movements were exceptionally gentle as he carefully cut open her blood-soaked clothes.
His brows were furrowed, his eyes were red, and he was heartbroken.
"It's a minor injury, it doesn't hurt," Tang Xiaoya said softly.
Yan Jin paused for a moment.
Beneath the cut fabric were two long, deep wounds, with flesh turned inside out and blood still gushing out.
How could it not hurt?
This woman is always putting on a brave face.
"Bear with it." He picked up a disinfectant cotton swab and started treating the scratch on her shoulder.
The moment the cotton ball touched the wound, Tang Xiaoya's body trembled violently.
Yan Jin immediately reduced the force and gently blew a breeze.
Disinfect, apply hemostatic powder, and bandage.
His movements were swift and professional.
Tang Xiaoya's forehead was covered in a fine layer of cold sweat. She bit her lip tightly and didn't utter a sound of pain.
The more she acted like this, the more heartbroken Yan Jin felt.
That damn Wen Yifan! He actually abandoned her and ran away?
If it weren't for his sudden urge to cause trouble on the mountain, he would have happened to witness this scene and saved her.
He couldn't imagine how badly she would have been hurt if he had arrived even a little later.
The thought of that possibility made him want to go back and tear that bandit leader to pieces.
After treating the two wounds, he quickly took off his coat and draped it over her shoulders, covering her bare shoulders.
After doing all this, he knelt down and gently wiped the bloodstains from her face with his fingertips.
His movements were very gentle, and his eyes revealed a heartache he could no longer conceal.
Tang Xiaoya looked at his handsome face so close to hers and suddenly spoke.
"Can I have some painkillers?"
Yan Jin was deeply shaken.
He looked up and met her eyes.
The next second, he leaned in and kissed her lips.
The kiss carried the smell of blood, along with his lingering fear and tenderness.
Tang Xiaoya raised her uninjured hand, wrapped it around his neck, and tried her best to respond.
Her eyes also reddened.
At that moment, she knew perfectly well that she had already forgiven him.
Yan Jin gently picked her up, kissing her as he walked out.
Yan Jin carried her into the car and drove straight to the hospital.
I took painkillers the whole way...
In the hospital, the door to the ward was pushed open.
Nan Wan walked in.
She wore a simple black suit, her sharp eyes causing the air to tense up the moment she swept across the ward.
She walked to the bedside and bent down to check the injury on Tang Xiaoya's arm. "Are you alright?"
"Yes, it's just a superficial injury," Tang Xiaoya replied. Just then, Yan Jin walked in from outside the door.
He held the medicine the doctor had prescribed for her in his hand. The man was tall and imposing, and his presence was very strong.
He placed the anti-inflammatory medicine and ointment he had in his hand into hers.
"I'll pick you up tomorrow."
His voice was low and hoarse, tinged with worry.
"Be careful with the wound, don't get it wet."
Tang Xiaoya clenched the medicine in her hand, looked up at him, her eyes still full of affection, fixed on him.
"Mmm." She nodded gently.
Yan Jin nodded to Nan Wan and left.
Nan Wan's hostility towards him lessened somewhat; if Yan Jin hadn't arrived in time, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
Tang Xiaoya asked, "Brother-in-law... are you alright?"
"fine."
"From now on, you must have Yang Ting by your side whenever you go in or out."
Her tone was tinged with lingering fear.
"Mm." Tang Xiaoya nodded. If it weren't for her date with Wen Yifan today, Yang Ting would usually be by her side.
Everyone thought that Wen Yifan would protect her, but who knew it would end like this.
"Wen Yifan is out of the game."
Nan Wan's tone was flat, tinged with disappointment.
"I have eliminated all dangers in Sunshine City that could threaten you."
Tang Xiaoya's heart clenched suddenly.
Eliminated?
So, this is all a setup?
A test for Wen Yifan? Her face was extremely pale.
Nan Wan glanced at her, as if she could see right through the melodramatic plot in her head.
"Only the pirates are fake."
Nan Wan frankly admitted that it was Lu Qinglin who found that team to impersonate him.
"But it's true that your brother-in-law was attacked, and he was armed."
"Liu Jun's attack was an accident, but what I didn't expect was that Wen Yifan didn't turn back."
There was no turning back.
Four words, light and airy, yet they left Tang Xiaoya breathless.
“A man who doesn’t even care about your safety is definitely not a good match for you.”
Nanwan knew that Wen Yifan was a man destined for great things, but he was not a good match for Xiaoya.
Just then, Wen Yifan rushed in, his face full of anxiety, "Xiaoya, where are you hurt?"
Tang Xiaoya smiled and said, "It's nothing, just a superficial injury."
"I'm sorry, Xiaoya, it was my oversight..." Wen Yifan said with a look of self-reproach.
"Brother Yifan, I don't blame you. One day, when you truly meet the person you love, you will understand what it means to be selfless and devoted. You will give your life for her."
"Thank you for giving me a second life. You will always be my brother Yifan."
Tang Xiaoya's words clearly indicated her rejection of him.
Wen Yifan felt a tightness in his chest, but there was nothing he could do. Perhaps he really didn't love her enough.
"Sister, take me home." Tang Xiaoya got out of bed, holding two boxes of medicine in her hand, and turned to leave.
Tomorrow is Yan Jin's date, and perhaps the test her sister will give him will be even more cruel.
Can he hold on?
Nanwan's phone rang; it was Yang Yi, who spoke to her for a few minutes.
"Okay." Nan Wan hung up the phone, a different kind of emotion welling up in her eyes.
She had said long ago that Shen Li was not suitable for him, and since they had taken this step, they could only suffer together.
Inside the villa, Shen Li slowly woke up, feeling like she was about to fall apart.
Every bone in my body was aching and weak.
She moved her neck and her fingertips touched a cold, hard object.
I looked down.
It is a jade plaque with a warm and smooth texture and simple, ancient-style carving.
She recognized her.
This is the one Yang Yi wears close to his body.
He... gave her all the tokens of their engagement?
Thinking of this, Shen Li's heart skipped a beat.
He was no longer in bed; the air still held the fresh, woody scent of him, mixed with the ambiguous atmosphere of the previous night.
Shen Li's cheeks instantly burned.
I don't dare to recall what happened last night.
On the low stool beside the bed was a paper bag containing a brand new dress.
After washing up, Shen Li pulled up the neckline of her dress before going downstairs.
Downstairs in the living room, a butler in a sharp suit came to greet us.
"Miss Shen, you're awake?"
The butler was respectful in demeanor, but his tone was distant.
"Sir, please allow me to serve you your meal and then take you back to your hotel."
The sweet feeling that had just begun to emerge in Shen Li's heart was instantly doused with cold water.
Should we take her back to her hotel?
She looked around; the villa was deserted and there was no trace of Yang Yi.
"Where is Yang Yi?" she asked.
The butler lowered his eyes and gave a formulaic answer.
"The gentleman has already left Sun City and returned to Smoke City."
"He said this was medicine for you."
As the housekeeper spoke, he handed her a small white pill and a glass of water.
"The gentleman also said that you can only set foot in Yancheng a year later."
Emergency medication.
We won't be able to meet for another year.
Shen Li's face darkened inch by inch.
So what did everything last night mean? Is he afraid to face her? Afraid of taking responsibility?
Was he afraid she would cling to him, so he just ran away?
What a Yang Yi!
Use it and then throw it away, plus a year-long cooling-off period.
Her chest felt tight and suffocated; the last trace of sweetness had long since vanished.
Shen Li reached out and picked up the small white pill.
She didn't even look at it, just threw it into her mouth and swallowed it.
She raised her eyes, her gaze chillingly cold.
Tell Yang Yi that a year is too short.
"I don't want to see you again in this lifetime."
After finishing her sentence, Shen Li turned and left without looking back, her eyes reddening...
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