Gu Yiming's eyes sharpened instantly when he thought of the assassin. After treating his wounds, he called his men and ordered them to retrieve the surveillance footage from the vicinity of the hospital and thoroughly investigate the man in the baseball cap.
When Jiang Hua heard him say this, she frowned and said, "I have a general idea."
It's most likely Jiang Shiwan, but she's not entirely sure and doesn't want to say more.
Gu Yiming's mind raced, and he immediately grasped the crux of the matter. With a somber expression, he asked, "Were you really forced to leave the entertainment industry? Who had the audacity to do that?"
Jiang Hua knew she had said too much, so she quickly changed the subject: "It's nothing. It's probably someone who didn't like me before and wants to cause trouble. Don't worry, I'll be careful in the future."
That's what they said, but Gu Yiming had already taken it to heart and secretly made up his mind to find out the mastermind behind it all and not let danger lurk around her.
It was as if fate had played a cruel joke on them. When they talked about it, they both found it unbelievable. They were not young and impetuous people, and they had experienced other relationships, but they acted like children, breaking up over a small conflict. In fact, once they explained it, everything was fine.
Perhaps the more you love someone, the more you care about them; only those who have loved deeply can understand that feeling.
Gu Yiming's inner knot was untied. His brows and eyes were no longer cold and stern. He was no longer satisfied with a simple hug. He carefully turned her around, face to face, and gently kissed her face. While kissing her, he paid attention to her reaction. When he found that she only pushed him slightly, he became bolder and kissed her from her forehead to her nose. Finally, he got his wish and kissed her lips, lingering and caressing them.
The air was thick with a seductive atmosphere, and the two felt increasingly hot. Before they knew it, Jiang Hua felt a chill on her shoulder and realized that her loose hospital gown had been unbuttoned. The man who had been secretly crying just moments before was now buried in her chest, panting heavily as he did something indescribable.
She bit her lip, let out a muffled groan, and before things got out of control, she grabbed the hand wrapped around her waist. The sound that came out made even herself blush; it sounded no different from a coquettish plea.
"Go to sleep, you're still injured."
Moreover, she touched her stomach, wondering how he could still be thinking about other things at a time like this. She was speechless.
Gu Yiming reluctantly kissed her pointed chin, his throat dry. "I'll let you off the hook for today."
Jiang Hua felt heartbroken that he was so impatient after they had just made up. When he moved away from her for a moment, she kicked him to the ground without any mercy, then covered her head with the blanket with a haughty snort.
Gu Yiming rubbed her bottom, then gently kissed her forehead with a steady hand, his voice tinged with laughter: "Sleep well, wife."
Jiang Hua ignored him, but a smile played on her lips as she pretended to be asleep, taking advantage of the darkness. A little while later, she truly fell asleep.
Gu Yiming lay back down, feeling a mix of joy and relief at having found her again through the blanket. He held her carefully and tenderly, gently stroking her stomach until her breathing became even and she was sure she was asleep. Only then did he reluctantly return to his own bed. This was the first time he had a good night's sleep since she left, and he slept until the sun was high in the sky, when the nurses came to check on him.
As soon as he opened his eyes, Jiang Hua looked away, feeling guilty.
"Go ahead and look, it's not like you haven't seen it before, what's there to be shy about?"
Jiang Hua was speechless. When he got narcissistic, it really made you want to punch him.
Gu Yiming chuckled softly. After washing up, he went to buy breakfast himself. For three days in a row, he stayed at the hospital, ostensibly to recover from his injury, but in reality, he spent most of his time taking care of Jiang Hua. Their relationship returned to its original state.
Because he was in the hospital, Jiang Hua didn't want him to run into Ye Mucheng. She still felt uneasy thinking about those photos and didn't plan to tell anyone. So she told Ye Mucheng directly that someone was taking care of her, and that the media was still taking pictures of her secretly. In order to avoid any further trouble, she didn't want to bother anyone else.
Ye Mucheng was busy with official business and felt slightly helpless about her message, but he still chose to respect her opinion.
However, on the third night in the hospital, Gu Yiming was summoned away by a phone call.
The only person who could command him, besides his father, was probably none other than his father. In fact, it was his father who had the authority to do so. There was a problem with the business, and it was very difficult. The vice presidents were unable to make any decisions. Gu Yiming rushed back to the company and repeatedly assured them that he would come back as soon as he finished.
"Don't go out during this time. I told a nurse named Xiao Gao to take care of you. We can't have staff in the hospital wards, but as long as the nurses don't let anyone in, I believe there's no danger."
Jiang Hua listened to the man's rambling, feeling both amused and helpless. When had she ever seen him so nervous? It was funny how he acted as if she were in danger at any moment. Although she couldn't be entirely sure that the assassin was sent by Jiang Shiwan, she was certain that the other party wouldn't be so brainless as to attempt another assassination.
The hospital is a top-tier hospital, and with his instructions, the hospital will probably pay more attention to security. She will stay in the hospital obediently, clinging to her life and the baby in her belly.
"Okay, I know. You should go back now, don't keep everyone waiting too long." Jiang Hua pulled her hand away from his, knowing that his business was important, no matter how reluctant she was to let him go.
Gu Yiming finally left, turning back every few steps.
Jiang Hua stayed in the hospital, alone again. But this time she didn't find it hard to bear. She received his calls every day and he even delivered special nutritional meals. Her empty heart was filled again, and she looked radiant. Although she was still very thin, her complexion had improved a lot.
But one person was having a terrible time. Jiang Shiwan was filled with anxiety. After several days without any news, she became impatient and went straight home to confront the maid: "Why haven't we heard anything yet? Didn't you say a gold bar would solve everything? I paid the deposit in advance, and now there's not a word. Are we going to have to wait until next year?"
If someone had died, someone of Jiang Hua's status would definitely be making headlines, but the internet is quiet; it doesn't look like anything has happened.
The maid stammered, wiping away cold sweat, staring down at her toes, her voice barely a whisper: "Young Miss, the assassin has escaped."
"Ran away?" Jiang Hua lost all composure and stood up abruptly from her chair. Remembering that she was still at home, she subconsciously glanced at the door. Fortunately, it was tightly closed. She lowered her voice and angrily accused the maid, "You can't even do such a small thing right! Have I spent all the money I've given you these past two years on charity?"
Even a dog can bark a couple of times, but Jiang Hua still needs someone else's help. She held back from saying this, but her gaze was already incredibly menacing.
The maid added tremblingly, "But don't worry, we found him last night in the rented room where he was hiding. Just give the word, and I'll have someone take care of him."
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