Chapter 143 Begging her to wake up quickly
The girl remained unresponsive. She could neither hear the man's rare expression of guilt nor feel his gentle touch; she simply lay there quietly.
Fu Yungui reached out and gently grasped the girl's wrist; the icy touch almost froze his heart.
At this moment, he only prayed that she would wake up soon, even if she continued to resist him after waking up.
If she has the strength to resist, it at least means that there is nothing seriously wrong with her, which would be much better than the current situation.
After the IV drip finished, Momo was still fast asleep, but she looked much better than when she was lifeless.
At least just now, her bloodless lips started to turn a little pink.
But the girl still showed no signs of waking up.
The man sat there watching her the whole time, without moving an inch.
In the living room on the first floor, Anu, Sawa, and a few others sat there, waiting for the man to come down.
Night Hawk has also returned from Thailand. They originally had something to discuss today, but now, no one dares to go up and call that man out.
Whoever goes up now will be the punching bag.
So all they could do was sit there and wait, waiting for the girl to wake up before the man would come down.
What happened these past two days?
Night Hawk had just arrived and had no idea what had just happened, so he asked out of curiosity. Although he was never one to gossip, this was the first time he had ever seen Brother Yun act like this, losing his mind so much for a woman.
Shava glanced at him and casually remarked, "That little girl ran away, and Brother Yun got angry and punished her, but in the end, the punishment fell on his own head."
"..." Night Hawk was taken aback. He could understand each sentence individually, but why did they sound so difficult to understand when put together?
Why punish that girl Huang, only to punish yourself as well?
So who exactly is being punished?
"What do you mean?" he asked again.
Shava glanced at him and sighed heavily. "Old Ye, you'd better not ask anymore. This is beyond your comprehension. If you can't relate to a topic, let's just give up. Listen to me."
“But I can’t blame you. It’s just that love is such a complicated thing to understand,” Shava added.
Nighthawk paused, then glared at him before saying nothing more.
He really didn't understand these trivial matters between men and women.
Nar sat down next to me and smoked, then changed the subject, "There's been no movement from Wenlai these past two days, and that Angki hasn't shown up either. I don't think this is a good sign."
Anu's face darkened. "That's true. Ever since Bale died, it's as if Wenlai has vanished."
Sawa sat up a little higher and said, "I always said that old man Wenlai is so old, why is he so irrational?"
Why bother trying so hard to earn that meager amount of money that you might earn but not live to spend?
"Why not just have some girls to play around with instead of just waiting to die peacefully?"
Anu glanced at Nar, "Didn't you send Maomao this time?"
To avoid another argument between Anai and Mao Mao over missions, Nar assigned this mission to Mao Mao. One mission each, which is fair.
Nar exhaled a smoke ring, then nodded. "But we haven't received any important news from Maomao either."
"It's just that Angki hasn't been to Wenlai's place for several days. Wenlai stays at home every day and goes for a stroll in the nearby park in the evening, making it seem like she's retired."
Night Hawk chimed in, "Anyway, Mao Mao is there, so let's ignore them for now, deliver the goods first, and talk about it when we get back."
As Night Hawk spoke, he couldn't help but look up at the building. It was quiet up there, without a sound.
I don't know when Brother Yun will be able to come down; we'll have to wait for him to make the final decision.
Nar glanced at it and said, "Brother Yun has arranged everything for the delivery, but I don't know if he's still in the mood to go and deliver the goods himself."
Sawa added, "Who knows?"
Anu firmly stated, "He will. No matter what, Brother Yun knows what he's doing."
Night Hawk nodded, "Yes, Brother Yun isn't that kind of person."
No sooner had they finished speaking than Nar saw the man come down the stairs.
He immediately put out his cigarette, stood up and walked to the side, "Brother Yun."
The others also got up.
"Hmm." Fu Yungui hummed, his expression softening slightly. He walked straight to the sofa, sat down, and lit a cigarette.
He glanced at Nighthawk. "Is everything done?"
Night Hawk nodded, "Don't worry, Brother Yun, everything has been taken care of. Song Cha is still recovering from his injuries, but the old man asked me to pass on a message to you, saying that you should go back soon."
"You also need to bring Miss Huang with you."
The man listened with a completely indifferent expression, as if he hadn't taken the words to heart at all.
That makes sense, though. Right now, he has no time to care about Pi Weng's nonsense.
That little girl was already giving him a huge headache.
"Nar, tomorrow you and Nighthawk take the goods to the port and get them loaded, then wait for me," the man said, exhaling a smoke ring.
This delivery cannot be too conspicuous, so the safest way is to go by waterway, then switch to road when we get close to the destination, and then enter the war zone in three batches.
The first batch provides escort, the middle batch transports weapons, and the last batch provides rear protection.
Anyway, anything that flies in the sky is absolutely out of the question; it will only become a target.
Nar replied, "Okay, I understand, Brother Yun."
The man nodded and then said nothing more.
As evening approached, the people in the room finally showed signs of waking up, and the girl on the bed struggled to open her eyes.
The two female doctors were relieved to see that the person had woken up.
If this girl doesn't wake up soon, they're all doomed.
"Momo, how are you feeling?"
Momo struggled to open her eyes and saw Aunt Sang smiling at her. That kind and warm smile immediately reminded her of her own mother.
Momo's eyes immediately welled up with tears.
She really missed them so much.
Momo knew that she was unlikely to die from falling from the second floor, since the floor was so low, but she was still somewhat disappointed when she woke up.
How wonderful it would be if I could die peacefully at this moment.
"I'm fine now, Auntie Sang," Momo said weakly.
"Are you alright?" the girl asked again.
Aunt Sang shook her head. "Nothing's wrong with us. Actually, I know that Mr. Fu did this so that you could have food to eat."
"It's just that the method was too extreme."
Although Sang's mother was also feeling very upset, she ultimately managed to remain rational.
Momo didn't speak; she didn't even really want to hear that name.
He was not only extreme, but also ruthless and vicious.
No matter what, how could they use those two children to threaten me?
They are even more despicable than demons.
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