Chapter 56 See You Tomorrow - Was it her fault that he was hurt?
Soon, He Yan arrived at Jiang Shiyu's house. Less than two minutes later, Fu Cheng and Jiang Wanqi, having received the news, also rushed over.
Jiang Wanqi had been crying the whole way, and now her eyes were bloodshot. The moment she saw Shen Cen, she burst into tears, crying, "My brother..."
Compared to Jiang Wanqi, Shen Cen was unusually calm, not even shedding a single tear. She sat on the ground, completely drained of blood, staring blankly at the photo of her and Jiang Shiyu.
During the few days she was away from Jiang Shiyu's house, Jiang Shiyu developed all the photos of the two of them and made them into an album, which he placed on the coffee table. Jiang Shiyu said that whenever he missed Chen Cen during those days, he would look through these photos, and eventually, he could remember the exact order in which they were arranged.
But now, the one looking at the photo and missing the other person is her.
A sense of powerlessness welled up inside her, and Shen Cen suddenly felt sorrow, sorrow for herself. It seemed that happiness would only stay briefly by her side each time before departing again.
Seeing that the two were in a bad state, Fu Cheng comforted them for a while until they calmed down a bit before pulling He Yan to the balcony and asking in a low voice, "What exactly happened to Jiang Shiyu?"
He Yan sighed heavily and said, "Three days ago, a shooting occurred in New York, resulting in 4 deaths and 3 injuries."
Fu Cheng was taken aback, his pupils dilating involuntarily: "Jiang Shiyu wouldn't..."
“The eldest brother is very lucky; the bullet didn’t hit a vital organ. But…” He Yan sighed, “he is still unconscious in the hospital.”
Fu Cheng remained silent. Although security was often poor abroad, and news reports frequently mentioned shootings in various places, when it actually happened to someone close to him, an indescribable emotion still arose in his heart.
“I know a few experts in the United States. I will contact them immediately. No matter what, we must arrange the best medical rescue team for Jiang Shiyu first.”
After saying that, he immediately took out his phone and contacted several American experts.
After making the contact, Fu Cheng glanced at Shen Cen, who was still in the living room, and asked He Yan, "Did you tell her everything?"
He Yan nodded: "Yeah, it can't be hidden. Boss Shen has been worried about the boss's news these past few days, but Boss Shen is much calmer than I expected."
Fu Cheng lowered his eyes: "Sometimes, it might be better to cry it out than to keep it inside."
He Yan also turned to look at Shen Cen, then remained silent. Indeed, Shen Cen's calmness exceeded his expectations, but he could also sense that this calmness did not mean he was not flustered; on the contrary, Shen Cen seemed to have lost his soul.
The two men stood on the balcony, lit a cigarette, and looked out the window, both remaining silent.
Shen Cen had already reached the balcony at some point. She asked He Yan, "He Yan, can you tell me which hospital Jiang Shiyu is in? I've already bought a ticket for the next flight and I'm flying to New York soon."
Jiang Wanqi has stopped crying, but her eyes are still red: "I bought some too, I'll go with my sister-in-law."
He Yan stubbed out his cigarette: "Boss Shen, Miss Jiang, New York isn't safe right now. Why don't you stay in Jingjia, or should I..."
Before He Yan could speak, Fu Cheng patted him on the shoulder, interrupting him, and then said to Shen Cen and Jiang Wanqi, "I'll go with you."
He Yan had already bought a plane ticket to New York, so seeing this, he could only nod and say, "Alright, I will arrange for more special assistants to accompany Boss Shen and Miss Jiang to ensure your safety."
Shen Cen pursed her lips and said to the three people in front of her with great gratitude, "Thank you."
At this time, having the three of them with her made her feel more at ease.
“By the way,” Shen Cen continued, “I just contacted my stepfather, and he has found the top medical team in the United States to fully cooperate with Jiang Shiyu’s rescue.”
Lu's Ruichuang Medical is currently the largest medical company in China, with considerable connections and resources all over the world, and it has also established a branch in New York.
Shen Cen had followed Fu Meihua to the Lu family for over a decade, and she had never asked the Lu family for anything. This was the first time she had asked.
Because, in her opinion, nothing was more important than Jiang Shiyu's life, so just now, she hardly considered whether she should ask the Lu family for resources. Her only thought was that if the Lu family could save Jiang Shiyu, she would ask the Lu family for help. She did not hesitate at all.
While in the living room, she called Uncle Lu, with Fu Meihua also present. After hearing Shen Cen's words, both of them were quite frightened, only relaxing when they learned that Jiang Shiyu was out of immediate danger.
Uncle Lu immediately contacted the New York side, and everything was arranged in less than five minutes. He then asked Shen Cen to send over the address of the hospital where Jiang Shiyu was located.
Fu Meihua knew her daughter must be feeling terrible and said she would come to Jiang Shiyu's house to keep her company right away. However, Shen Cen considered that it was too late and that she was about to leave for New York, so she told Fu Meihua not to come yet.
"Okay, Xiao Cen, don't worry. Call Mom when you get to New York, and be careful. Your Uncle Lu will take care of Xiao Jiang; he'll be fine."
"Okay, thank you, Mom." Shen Cen's throat felt sore.
Fu Meihua felt a mix of emotions: "At a time like this, why are you still thanking Mom?"
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The four of them took the fastest flight to New York. As soon as they got off the plane, they didn't even bother to go to Jiang Shiyu's house in New York to find a place to stay; they rushed to the hospital immediately.
On the way, Shen Cen took a moment to send Fu Meihua a message to let her know he was safe. Fu Meihua, seemingly having not slept all night, immediately replied: "[Xiao Cen, take care of yourself in New York. If you need anything from Mom or Uncle Lu, please contact us.]"
Jiang Shiyu remains in the intensive care unit, still unconscious, and his vital signs are unstable. The medical team arranged by Uncle Lu and Fu Cheng has arrived and is doing their best to treat Jiang Shiyu, but his condition is still not optimistic.
Shen Cen leaned against the thick glass door, looking at the man inside.
The man's face was deathly pale, as white as a sheet of paper, and he remained unconscious on the hospital bed. His arms and head were wrapped in thick bandages, indicating that he had lost a great deal of blood.
Shen Cen remembered that Jiang Shiyu was very afraid of pain. When she applied medicine to his injured arm before, although he clenched his teeth and didn't want her to notice, Shen Cen could still feel it. So every time she applied medicine, she was very gentle, afraid of hurting Jiang Shiyu.
She thought, "Jiang Shiyu must have felt a lot of pain when the bullet grazed him."
"Are you Mr. Jiang's family member?" A blonde, blue-eyed nurse approached and spoke in a New York accent.
Shen Cen wiped the tears from her cheeks and turned around: "Yes, is there something wrong?"
The nurse handed over a white kitten named Caputo, but the kitten was covered in dark red bloodstains, making it look not only unappealing but also quite frightening.
“This is what Mr. Jiang was holding in his hand at the time of the incident. Even when he was unconscious, he wouldn’t let go of it. I thought this must be very important to Mr. Jiang, so I’m handing it over to you first.”
Shen Cen blankly accepted the kitten plush toy, momentarily forgetting to say "thank you." Only after the nurse left did she carefully examine the kitten.
Although the kitten was dirty, the tag was still on it, so it was obviously a new kitten that Jiang Shiyu had just bought.
A few words Jiang Shiyu had once said suddenly echoed in her mind:
"A kitten that bites."
"See? I told you you were a kitten."
...
So, Jiang Shiyu was shot because he went out to buy her a gift?
Shen Cen, who had held back her tears all day, let them stream down her face. "Jiang Shiyu, I'm sorry..."
If it weren't for her, would Jiang Shiyu have avoided this accident?
Did she ruin him?
"Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, what's wrong?"
Jiang Wanqi had just returned from buying lunch for everyone when she saw Shen Cen lying at the door of Jiang Shiyu's ward, crying uncontrollably. Thinking that Jiang Shiyu's condition was bad, she was so frightened that she dropped her fast food on the floor and immediately ran towards Shen Cen.
“Your brother… he got into trouble because he bought me a gift. Wanqi, it’s my fault that Jiang Shiyu is in trouble…” Shen Cen said, choking back tears.
Jiang Wanqi looked at the kitten plush toy that Shen Cen was holding in his arms. Whether she was infected by Shen Cen's tears or moved by Jiang Shiyu's pure and loving gesture, she couldn't help but shed tears as well. She hugged Shen Cen tightly, "Sister-in-law, how can this be your fault? No one expected such an accident to happen. Don't blame yourself. Besides, when my brother wakes up and knows that you took all the responsibility upon yourself, he will definitely feel sorry for you."
Thinking that Shen Cen hadn't eaten all day, Jiang Wanqi picked up the fast food that had just fallen on the ground. "Sister-in-law, you haven't eaten anything since you arrived in China yesterday. Your body definitely won't be able to take it if this continues. You should eat something."
Shen Cen nodded blankly, picked up the hamburger and took a bite. Perhaps because he hadn't eaten for a long time, his stomach suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, and Shen Cen couldn't help but gag twice. Jiang Wanqi quickly handed Shen Cen a glass of water.
Fu Cheng and He Yan, who had just finished talking to the doctor, happened to witness this scene. Fu Cheng walked over and said, "Sister-in-law, Wanqi, you two have been busy all day. Why don't you go home and rest first? He Yan and I will stay here."
Shen Cen shook her head in refusal, and Jiang Wanqi was also unwilling. Just then, Jiang's parents called, and Jiang Wanqi hurriedly went to the stairs to answer the phone. She hadn't told her parents and grandmother about Jiang Shiyu's injury, fearing that the three of them wouldn't be able to handle it all at once.
Shen Cen asked the two of them, "What did the experts say?"
Fu Cheng: "Don't worry, the experts have already developed the most suitable treatment plan for Jiang Shiyu. Besides, there are quite a few shootings in New York, so they have experience in treating gunshot wound patients. Jiang Shiyu will definitely be fine."
Although she didn't know how much of Fu Cheng's words were meant to comfort her, Shen Cen felt much more at ease after hearing them. She forced a smile and said to the two of them, "Fu Cheng, He Yan, thank you."
Without Fu Cheng and the other two helping her with everything, she had no idea how she could handle all these things on her own.
He Yan waved his hand: "Brother Shen, it's already this late, why are you still being so polite with us?"
The four of them kept watch in the hospital corridor. Jiang Wanqi had been running around all day and was exhausted from dealing with her parents' suspicions. She was almost completely drained and fell asleep on a bench in the corridor. Fu Cheng saw that she was sleeping with her head drooping and was not comfortable, so he let her lean on his shoulder.
While handling work on Guangyi's laptop, He Yan kept in constant contact with the experts, relaying Jiang Shiyu's situation to them as soon as possible.
Shen Cen couldn't sit still at all. She kept looking out of the ICU door, pacing back and forth, praying countless times that Jiang Shiyu would wake up soon.
Time ticked by, each second feeling incredibly long. The cries of other patients' families echoed through the hospital from time to time; some were just soft sobs, while others were heart-wrenching sobs, which only exacerbated the turmoil in the hearts of the group.
Fortunately, the medical team that Ruichuang brought in was indeed highly skilled. By the next morning, Jiang Shiyu's condition had improved, and he had been transferred from the intensive care unit to a regular ward. However, he was still unconscious, but Shen Cen could stay in the ward with him.
She sat by the hospital bed and took the man's hand. These hands used to be the most generous and warm; Jiang Shiyu always complained that her hands and feet were too cold, and he would warm them up for her every night before she went to sleep.
But now, Jiang Shiyu's hands were even colder than hers, so cold they were almost piercing, causing a sharp, stabbing pain in Shen Cen's heart. She imitated Jiang Shiyu's usual actions and warmed his hands.
Shen Cen never went back to her home in New York. She stayed by Jiang Shiyu's hospital room the whole time. She knew that if Jiang Shiyu woke up, the first person he would want to see would be her.
She can't leave.
Finally, two days later, in the afternoon, Jiang Shiyu woke up.
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Author's Note: I promise [please] it will be sweet all the way to the end.
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