Chapter 11 The Moon of Yesteryear 11
Xie Ning observed closely and saw that although the two were not particularly affectionate, Zhang Congzhi still respected Madam Zhang very much.
So when Xie Ning saw another woman with Zhang Congzhi's arm in the hotel, she was quite disillusioned. At that time, she had just finished having dinner with the editor-in-chief of a daily newspaper and bumped into Zhang Congzhi as she turned a corner.
The other party must have just finished a business meeting. He seemed to have had some drinks and was a little tipsy. He was very happy to see Xie Ning. "Chang Ning, yesterday the old lady and the old man asked me about you. They said you don't have any relatives in Shanghai. You should visit my family more often."
Actually, it was because Madam Zhang found Xie Ning to be refined, polite, and knowledgeable that she decided to introduce her niece from her maternal family to him.
Changning is the courtesy name Xie Ning gave herself.
The gifts Xie Ning brought last time included a jade bracelet and a jade thumb ring, in addition to the ones she bought herself. She said that the gifts were modest for the Zhang family, and even if they were modest, it would show that her family background and wealth were not too different from the Zhang family's, which would be better for opening the door to the Zhang family.
Otherwise, even if you were to associate with someone as their savior, it would be seen as currying favor and would be looked down upon. On the contrary, Xie Ning, who put himself in a high position from the beginning and then showed a suitable attitude, was more likely to please his host.
Having grown up and studied in France, with French adoptive parents, Xie Ning recently returned to China to find her family. This is the identity she has chosen for herself, and she will gradually refine it.
Anyway, when she's out and about, she's the one who gives herself an identity. As long as she's not investigated as a spy, no one will find out that she's lying. After all, she did go to France as an exchange student before she transmigrated to the modern world, so dealing with it won't be a problem at all.
Here, it seems that being a writer is a highly sought-after profession, so after leaving Zhang's mansion, she began submitting articles to the Jingbao newspaper. Of course, what she wrote was neither a novel nor a poem, but a comic strip—simple, interesting, and relevant to current events.
The reason for choosing a tabloid over a major newspaper is that some things that major newspapers dare not, are inconvenient to, or disdain to publish are published in this tabloid. However, Xie Ning will charge for it. After all, she does not regard money as dirt, and she is not a close friend of the tabloid editor. She will not let him plunder her stock without paying.
The two were just negotiating the price in the private room. Xie Ning was indeed not good at bargaining, but she was stubborn to the end, and in the end, the tabloid editor gave in.
So when they came out, one person was all smiles, while the other's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.
When the tabloid editor saw that Xie Ning actually knew the young master of the Zhang family, his eyes lit up. This stingy and stubborn guy actually knew such a person.
Xie Ning chatted with Zhang Congzhi, only briefly introducing the tabloid editor and not saying much more.
Zhang Congzhi didn't introduce his female companion. Xie Ning glanced at her but didn't ask. It was none of her business anyway. However, she really had to go to see Old Master Zhang. Not for any other reason than the friendship between the two of them, who were both terrible chess players!
When Xie Ning got home, he vomited violently. He had just finished having dinner and drinks with the tabloid editor when Zhang Congzhi dragged him to another place to drink.
She felt she needed to establish a persona of someone who liked drinking tea, so she decided to start by drinking tea with Grandpa Zhang tomorrow.
Xie Ning had just fallen asleep when a loud thud echoed as something heavy fell to the ground. Startled awake, her heart pounded. It took her a while to reach for the lamp and turn it on. "Who's there?"
Xie Ning gripped the pistol tightly in her hand. She thought about the people she had associated with during this time and realized that she had not offended anyone, except for the two assassins she had killed.
Could it be that the family has come knocking on our door?
That shouldn't be the case. Since the Zhang family has already caught the person, even if it's a corpse, they will surely handle the aftermath properly.
"Mr. Xie, it's me."
Recognizing the voice of the middle-aged man with the rose pinned to his chest, Xie Ning felt relieved. At least he wasn't an enemy; she had helped them, and no matter what, the other party shouldn't try to kill her.
Since he came late at night after I had shown that I didn't want to have much interaction with him, he must have something important to do.
When Xie Ning opened the door and saw who it was, she was stunned. How could the person be so badly injured? As she could see, the person the middle-aged man was supporting had three gunshot wounds: one in the shoulder blade, one in the abdomen, and one in the thigh.
Xie Ning didn't ask any further questions, but said softly, "Come with me."
The small bedroom on the second floor could be used as a hiding place for this person. Originally, it was intended to be converted into a study, but the custom-made bookshelves and desk were not yet finished, so it was not moved for now.
"You can hide here without any problem, but I can't treat his wounds. You'd better find a trustworthy doctor, otherwise..."
Even if none of these three gunshot wounds are fatal, the person will not survive if they are not treated in time.
She only had a superficial understanding of medicine, limited to theoretical knowledge, and she didn't want to take action unless she was confident in her abilities.
The middle-aged man gave a bitter smile. "Mr. Xie, to be honest, there are definitely people watching the clinics and hospitals nearby. Now, let alone seeing a doctor, we can't even get simple hemostatic and anti-inflammatory medicine."
"Cough cough—"
"Zisi, how are you?"
The man who had regained consciousness was deathly pale. He reached out and gripped the middle-aged man's wrist tightly. "Don't worry about me. You have to deliver the message. It doesn't matter if the stronghold is gone. You have to protect our comrades."
"Zisi." The middle-aged man's eyes suddenly reddened, but he also knew that there was no use for him to stay here. The two had known each other for many years and could tell what the other was thinking at a glance.
Fu Zisi is waiting to die.
"My name is Xu He." This was the second time the two had met. The middle-aged man introduced himself. "Mr. Xie, I really had no other choice but to come to you this time. I'm sorry to have troubled you."
Xu He stood in front of Xie Ning and bowed deeply.
"I entrust Zisi to your care for a few days. If Zisi succumbs to his injuries and passes away, please forgive him. I will definitely come back to collect his body."
With no medicine, no doctor, and pursuers behind him, he needed to lure away the pursuers who had entered the French Concession before he could deliver the message. Although they dared not search, it would still be troublesome if they found out that he was hiding with Mr. Xie.
Otherwise, it would really cause Mr. Xie a lot of trouble.
After Xu He left, Xie Ning brought the boiled water into the room. Due to excessive blood loss, Fu Zisi fainted again.
It was impossible for her to go out and find a doctor now. Xie Ning took scissors and cut open the person's clothes, then took out two thin silver hairpins and muttered, "I'll dig out the bullet for you, then apply some medicine and bandage you. If you're lucky, you can live. If God insists on taking you, then there's nothing I can do."
Do your best and leave the rest to fate.
As it turned out, Fu Zisi was incredibly resilient. Despite suffering from excessive blood loss, inflammation, and fever, he miraculously survived, much to the amazement of Xie Ning, who had bought an iron shovel and repeatedly tried to dig a hole to bury him.
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