Inside the speeding vehicle, Chu Liyue's face was cold and stern. She pressed the accelerator to the floor and drove the car at breakneck speed.
In the back seat of the car, Leng Ruxue stared at Chu Nanfeng beside her, her face deathly pale, her eyes trembling.
Chu Nanfeng's hands gripped the car seat weakly, his head resting against the back of the seat in front of him, and the bulging veins on his neck stretched upwards.
Large beads of sweat streamed down his face, landing heavily on the carpet.
His back was a bloody mess, the torn flesh stuck to the tattered fabric of his clothes, a gruesome sight that was too horrible to look at.
To his right, Ye Jinyu, wearing medical gloves, was performing emergency treatment. The strong, pungent smell of blood permeated the car, making one feel physically uncomfortable.
He had a towel between his teeth and occasionally let out a few low, muffled groans.
Leng Ruxue's eyes were already filled with tears, and she was speechless for a moment, her gaze trembling.
Disoriented and weak from the close-range explosion of the bullet, she was unable to dodge the impact of the explosion behind her.
Chu Nanfeng shielded her in his arms, carrying her away from the inferno while also taking the brunt of the explosion with his own body.
"How...how is he?"
After a long silence, she suppressed the physical discomfort caused by the strong smell of blood and asked Ye Jinyu in a trembling voice:
"How...how is he?"
Ye Jinyu was wearing a medical mask, so her expression was not visible, but her furrowed brows and the constant movement of her hands still revealed that Chu Nanfeng's situation was not good.
Out of professional rigor, he spoke in a low voice:
"It's hard to say for sure right now. We'll have to go to the hospital and do the tests to be sure."
Yunmo and Chuwan dealt with the assassins blocking their way and had already arrived at the hospital to make the necessary preparations.
Upon arriving at the hospital, Chu Nanfeng was immediately placed on an emergency bed, and a group of medical staff, along with Ye Jinyu, pushed him into the emergency room.
Several hours later, Ye Jinyu, sitting in front of the operating table, raised her wrist to wipe the sweat from her forehead and let out a soft breath.
Chu Nanfeng lay on the hospital bed, his upper body wrapped in bandages, his exposed shoulders round and strong, with clearly defined muscles.
His face was deathly pale, and the stray hairs on his forehead were soaked with sweat, sticking stickily to the sides of his face.
He slightly raised his eyes to look at Ye Jinyu, who was taking off his gloves and tidying up his things, and spoke in a hoarse voice:
Will it leave a scar on my back?
After a moment's thought, Ye Jinyu replied in a low voice, "If we use ordinary methods, it will definitely leave a scar."
"Depending on your recovery progress, I will prepare several doses of medicine and reagents specifically for you. There shouldn't be any major problems."
As he said this, a hint of melancholy crept into his eyes. He felt as if he had become the private physician of Liyue Manor.
He not only went through thick and thin with them, but also took responsibility when something went wrong.
His gaze softened slightly, and Chu Nanfeng thanked him in a deep voice before asking again:
"Do I need to be hospitalized?"
Ye Jinyu said expressionlessly, "Theoretically, it is necessary."
Chu Nanfeng suddenly smiled slightly, "Then it's not necessary."
The reality is that he has the means to avoid hospitalization because he sees Ye Jinyu as his personal doctor.
His eyes flickered slightly, and he suddenly beckoned to Ye Jinyu, signaling him to come closer. Then he whispered a few words to Ye Jinyu.
Sitting up, Ye Jinyu's face was full of indescribable emotions. After a slight change in her eyes, she left with the words, "You've really gone too far," and turned to walk out.
They're all so troublesome, not one of them is easy to deal with. They're all really good at causing trouble.
As soon as he stepped out the door, the anxious crowd waiting in front of it immediately surrounded him.
Especially Leng Ruxue, whose face turned pale and eyes filled with panic, unconsciously gripped his arm tightly with both hands, and spoke in a trembling voice:
"Brother Ye, how is he?"
With a tense expression and a slight glint in her eyes, Ye Jinyu gritted her teeth and tried her best to keep her voice down.
"You...go and see for yourselves."
The tone was slightly somber, and the phrasing was subtle.
Leng Ruxue trembled instantly, her face drained of color, and she rushed into the room like a madwoman.
With her arms elegantly crossed over her chest and her expression cold, Chu Liyue looked at Ye Jinyu, her cold eyes narrowing slightly.
Meeting her gaze, Ye Jinyu pursed her lips slightly, a hint of awkwardness in her voice. "Um... you'll see when you go in."
Chu Liyue didn't say anything upon hearing this, and followed the others towards the emergency room at the back.
As soon as she entered, Chu Liyue heard Leng Ruxue's voice, which was trembling with sobs.
"Chu... Chu Nanfeng, handsome brother, what's wrong? Say something, don't scare me!"
Leng Ruxue gripped the edge of the bed with both hands, her face streaked with tears, staring in panic at Chu Nanfeng, who was lying on the hospital bed with his eyes tightly closed.
Chu Liyue raised an eyebrow slightly upon seeing this.
The next moment, Chu Nanfeng on the hospital bed slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were dazed and dim, and his face was deathly pale, which was heartbreaking.
His brow furrowed slightly, as if he were powerless, then slowly relaxed.
His deathly pale lips moved slightly, and after a long pause, a faint, almost inaudible sound escaped:
"You're here?"
Leng Ruxue quickly moved her pretty face closer to him and hurriedly said, "I'm here, I'm here."
Tears streamed uncontrollably from the corners of her eyes. Leng Ruxue trembled, her small mouth moving but unable to utter a sound.
"Don't cry, I..."
"Cough cough."
"fine……"
With his drooping eyelids lifting weakly, Chu Nanfeng seemed to lack the ability to even utter a complete sentence.
The veins on the back of Leng Ruxue's hands, gripping the edge of the bed, bulged, tears welled in her eyes, and she shook her head, sobbing and unable to speak.
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