In the stark white corridor, the operating room lights remained on.
A few slightly hurried footsteps sounded, and Chu Nanfeng, whose hands were wrapped in thick white gauze, walked over.
His gaze swept over the silent crowd sitting on the bench, his anxious expression froze for a moment, and his eyes shifted slightly, his coldness as icy as snow.
Meeting his questioning gaze, Leng Ruxue glanced back at the brightly lit operating room, sighed softly, and shook her head.
When her gaze fell on Chu Nanfeng's hand, which was wrapped in thick bandages, Leng Ruxue lowered her voice and asked with concern:
"Handsome brother, how's your hand?"
At the critical moment, Chu Nanfeng was the first to react, grabbing the long knife aimed at Xiao Wujie with his bare hands. If Chu Nanfeng hadn't reacted in time, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
A hint of warmth flashed in his eyes, and Chu Nanfeng smiled and shook his head slightly.
As a top agent, making the calmest and most precise response at the fastest speed is an instinct ingrained in his bones.
Although he caught the long knife with his bare hands, he consciously avoided vital organs and only suffered superficial wounds, which looked frightening but were actually harmless.
What's truly worrying is Xiao Wujie. Without any special abilities, he's just a weak and helpless patient with no fighting skills.
The attacker was incredibly skilled. Even though Chu Liyue pulled him away with all her might, the kick still landed squarely on his chest.
He immediately vomited blood and fell unconscious. Ye Jinyu provided emergency treatment, and they found the boat that Vito Rosso had taken to enter Old Black Mountain. They rushed all the way to the nearest hospital.
On the ship, Ye Jinyu never left the cabin, and she was on the front lines of the rescue effort the whole way.
By the time we arrived, we had already been in the operating room for several hours. We saw wave after wave of medical staff coming and going, but no news came out for a long time.
The corridor was so quiet you could hear a pin drop, broken only by the beeping of the monitors in the operating room.
Time passed second by second. In the corridor, the air, like cold and heavy seawater, slowly spread, gradually engulfing people and making them feel suffocated.
Extremely hurried footsteps came from afar. Shi Feng, who had stayed in the castle to search for the attackers, rushed over with Lu Zhufeng, Yun Mo and others who had received the news in the manor.
Ignoring the sweat beading on his forehead, Lu Zhufeng's eyes swept erratically over the silent crowd.
Because he had run too fast, his chest was heaving and his lips were trembling slightly.
He swallowed hard and quickly spoke up:
"How are you? Are you alright?"
The urgent, panting voice echoed in the corridor, only to be met with deathly silence.
His anxious gaze swept over the unresponsive crowd, his fists clenched uncontrollably, his eyes widened in fury, and he roared in a voice laced with rage:
"Speak up!"
Just then, with a "bang," the aged-looking Shi Feng suddenly knelt down in front of Chu Liyue.
His aged, deep voice was tinged with deep self-reproach and shame.
"President Chu, after interrogating the assassins in the castle, we can basically confirm that the attacker was an S-class assassin named Shen Yuan."
"When I was leading a team to defuse the explosives on the first basement level, I was caught off guard and he silently eliminated one of our members and then infiltrated the team."
"Afterwards, we searched the entire castle but couldn't find any trace of him... We didn't catch him!"
After saying this, he knelt silently before Chu Liyue, bowing his head slightly, without uttering a word.
Now that things have come to this, it's pointless to say things like "it was his dereliction of duty" or "he is willing to plead guilty and accept punishment." He can only show his attitude: no matter how Chu Liyue treats him, he will have no complaints.
A large, strong hand suddenly grabbed his collar, lifting him off the ground and making it difficult for him to breathe.
Lu Zhufeng was so provoked by his words that veins bulged on his forehead, his bloodshot eyes raged with fury, and his voice, filled with boundless rage, erupted like a long-suppressed volcano.
"What did you say?"
"You blind old bastard, what the hell are you doing with your eyes for peeing?"
"You can't see such a big S-class assassin? Go pry your old eyes out and feed them to the dogs!"
A furious, lion-like voice echoed through the deathly silent corridor. A nurse on duty in the distance wanted to remind the medical staff that noise was prohibited in this important medical area, but she was too intimidated by Lu Zhufeng's terrifying aura to approach.
Seeing Shi Feng's lowered eyes and silent demeanor, Lu Zhufeng became even more furious.
"Old man, what good are you besides apologizing and playing dead?"
"If he does anything wrong, I'll make you pay with your life!"
After saying that, he was about to casually throw away the stone in his hand.
"stop!"
Chu Liyue's voice, icy cold and filled with extreme sharpness and majesty, suddenly rang out.
She calmly lowered her elegantly crossed legs, her slender high heels clicking on the ground with a crisp "tap".
Standing by the window in the corridor, she stood slender against the light, her face hidden in the dim shadows, but her cold, sharp, beautiful eyes sent shivers down one's spine.
Meeting her cold and sharp gaze, Lu Zhufeng unconsciously lowered his eyes, and the surging anger on his body visibly subsided. He silently withdrew the force in his hands and mercifully put down Shi Feng, whose face had been flushed red from being strangled.
He then crossed his arms over his chest, looked away, and exuded an extremely low aura.
"Find all the assassins hiding in the capital, leave no one alive!"
A brief silence fell over the room. After a moment, Chu Liyue's voice, as calm as still water in the deep sea and suffocatingly cold, suddenly rang out.
After a slight pause, Shi Feng, panting heavily, nodded heavily and immediately turned to leave.
Just then, the tightly closed operating room door opened, and Ye Jinyu, pale-faced and soaked in sweat, was helped out, staggering.
Looking at the crowd that quickly filled the doorway like a tidal wave, he was slightly taken aback. Slightly out of breath, he still turned his gaze to Chu Liyue, who was standing still.
Unlike the crowd who rushed forward, she stood silently in place, shrouded in a faint shadow. Her lowered eyelashes concealed the emotions in her eyes, leaving only an inscrutable expression.
In the dim shadows, her slender fingers were clenched tightly together, her knuckles almost breaking.
Following Ye Jinyu's gaze, everyone immediately made way for her.
Supported by someone, Ye Jinyu quickly walked to Chu Liyue, who was shrouded in shadow, and spoke with difficulty:
"Two ribs were broken, there was bleeding in the chest cavity, and the lungs were particularly injured. Coupled with the onset of the illness, the condition is not good."
"The situation has stabilized for now, but it is not out of danger. The situation may fluctuate, and we need to continue to monitor it."
He took a slight breath and spoke again:
"He has regained consciousness briefly due to the medication. Go see him; he probably wants to see you."
"He will probably be unable to regain consciousness in the next few days."
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