Xie Yang's plan to lure the enemy in was simple: to use the enemy's tactics against him. It is too tiring to guard against thieves for a thousand days. It is better to create the illusion that the thief has succeeded, hide the revenge deeply, disrupt the situation, and wait for the person behind the scenes to become complacent and make a mess, then catch the person behind the scenes and kill him in one go.
However, there is an obvious disadvantage to doing this, that is, although Qiu Xing can hide deep behind the scenes due to physical reasons and get some peace for a while, Jie Yang must stay in the open and bear all the subsequent shocks, pressures... and dangers.
On the way back to the hospital, Qiu Xing didn't say a word and held Jie Yang's hand tightly.
Xie Yang said, "Ah Xing, this is the best way. Everyone knows that you are about to have surgery, and those who don't want you to be healthy are already getting impatient. If they fail to hurt you this time, they will plan for the next one. The danger will never stop."
Qiu Xing closed his eyes tightly.
"You need a safe and quiet environment for treatment, I—"
"I'll be feeling better soon."
Qiu Xing opened his eyes, and all the anxiety, anger and other emotions in his eyes were suppressed, leaving only coldness. He turned his head to look at Jie Yang, pulled Jie Yang in front of him, raised his hand and touched Jie Yang's face: "I will get better as soon as possible. From now on, you only need to sing your favorite songs, sleep until you wake up naturally every day, feed the fish when you are bored... I will handle everything when I get better. Just hold on for a while, I will definitely get better as soon as possible."
Xie Yang swallowed all the words he wanted to say to persuade Qiu Xing, tilted his head and rubbed Qiu Xing's palm: "Yeah."
…
Wu Shui sent the message in real time.
When Wu Shui drove to a road with fewer people, the car following Wu Shui really turned up, moving crookedly and looking drunk. Wu Shui sped up and dodged twice, but was hit by the opponent the last time and crashed into the flower bed on the side of the road. Afterwards, Wu Shui didn't wait for the person who hit him to react. He reversed the car, stepped on the accelerator, and rushed towards the hospital.
Qiu Xing and Jie Yang arrived at the hospital before Wu Shui and arranged everything in the hospital. As soon as Wu Shui arrived, Qiu Xing immediately got into Wu Shui's car. Then Dr. Kirkman came, helped Qiu Xing out of the car, and sent him to the hospital.
After everything was arranged, Xie Yang asked Wu Shui to call the police.
Not long after, the police and traffic police came together, followed by a middle-aged man who was drunk.
As soon as the drunk entered the hospital yard, he pointed at the car that Wu Shui had driven back and said, "That's it! It's this car, that's it! I was drunk at the time and a little confused. I accidentally hit this car. I was so scared that I sobered up and quickly braked to get off to check the situation. But it actually ran away! I was stunned. I only saw the car that caused the accident run away, but I didn't see the car that was hit run away."
The traffic policeman who came with the drunkard called his colleagues to pull the drunkard away, looked at Wu Shui and asked: "Whose car is it? Who was driving the car at that time?"
Wu Shui replied: "The car belongs to my boss, and I am the one driving it."
"Why did you run after being hit? Don't you know it's dangerous to drive a damaged vehicle on the road?"
Wu Shui followed Jie Yang's instructions and replied, "I know, I was wrong. But there was a person sitting in my car who was not feeling well. He was shocked when I was hit and felt even worse. I thought the hospital was nearby, so it would be better to drive over directly than to wait for an ambulance, so I came here by myself."
The traffic police frowned: "Someone was injured? Where is the person? How serious is the injury?"
Wu Shui paused for a moment before replying, "He's in the hospital. Nothing serious. Just a few scrapes and a little motion sickness. He's getting bandaged."
"Show me."
Wu Shui nodded and walked inside with the traffic police. The drunkard also hurriedly shouted, "I can reimburse the medical expenses, let me take a look too," and followed the two of them.
In the emergency room, one of the bodyguards who was sitting in the back seat was applying ice to his face, and there was a little blood in his nostrils. The traffic police came forward to ask, and the bodyguard said that he was not sitting firmly when the car braked, and his face hit the back of the chair in front of him and was injured. He had a lot of nose bleeding at the time, which looked scary, but it was actually not a big deal.
The traffic police was relieved, and after a few more words of concern, he prepared to close the case according to normal procedures.
The drunk man suddenly started yelling, "Was he the one sitting in the back seat? Was there anyone sitting in the back seat? Don't tell me you just found someone to extort money from me for my medical expenses!"
Wu Shui immediately looked towards the drunk man, his eyebrows and eyes were cold and full of murderous intent.
The drunk man was startled, and then he shouted as if he had caught something, "What's that expression on your face? What's wrong? I have a bad memory, can't I just ask? Are you really going to blackmail me for medical expenses?"
Wu Shui didn't bother to look at him, and replied coldly: "Your medical expenses are not needed. Mr. Policeman, follow the procedures. This person doesn't need to pay for the medical expenses. He is too noisy, take him away."
The traffic police also felt that the drunkard was a bit noisy and what he said was too provocative, which was not conducive to handling the matter, so he called his colleagues again and asked them to take the drunkard away.
Xie Yang, who was watching the situation in the emergency hall in the monitoring room, took out his mobile phone and called Zhou Miao, who had rushed back to the hospital after sending He Jun away, and instructed: "Go find Wu Shui and tell him that Qiu Xing is not feeling well."
Less than a minute later, Zhou Miao appeared on the surveillance screen. He found Wu Shui in a panic and said something to him. Wu Shui immediately said goodbye to the traffic police and followed him into the depths of the hospital.
The drunk man who was being pulled away by the traffic police looked in the direction of Wu Shui several times, and then obediently let the traffic police pull him away.
The preliminary preparations have been completed, and now it's time to set off the smoke bombs.
Xie Yang left the monitoring room and called He Jun and Qin Cheng respectively, instructing them on some things. Then he called Feng Qinglin and asked him to pretend to be anxious and come to the hospital the next morning.
After doing all this, Xie Yang returned to the ward.
Qiu Xing was leaning against the bed, arranging something with someone on his tablet, when Jie Yang came in, put down his phone and asked, "Is everything arranged?"
"It's all arranged."
"Then take a rest."
Xie Yang nodded, went to wash up first, and then lay down next to Qiu Xing.
The hospital bed was specially replaced with a slightly larger one. Although it was not as big as the bed at home, it was big enough for two people to lie down. After Jie Yang got into bed, Qiu Xing immediately held Jie Yang in his arms and touched his back.
Xie Yang turned sideways in Qiu Xing's arms, closed his eyes, and channeled his supernatural powers deep into Qiu Xing's body.
"Yang Yang."
Xie Yang opened his eyes and looked up at Qiu Xing.
"It's okay... go to sleep." Qiu Xing lowered his head and kissed Jie Yang's forehead, "You are too tired, have a good rest."
Xie Yang obediently closed his eyes and continued to probe his supernatural powers into Qiu Xing's body.
About two hours later, Xie Yang's supernatural power was exhausted. He opened his eyes and looked at Qiu Xing’s sleeping face. Instead of falling asleep while “chewing” the system fragments in the core as he did in the past, he tried to stay awake and “chew” those fragments.
The feeling of dizziness continued to come, and various images flashed before my eyes. Xie Yang opened his eyes and quietly endured the discomfort.
Three hours later, the power core was refilled. Xie Yang stopped devouring and once again probed his supernatural power into Qiu Xing's body.
Xie Yang didn't sleep for a single second throughout the entire night, and kept repeating the process of treating Qiu Xing - replenishing his superpowers - and then treating Qiu Xing. When it was just getting light, Jie Yang got up quietly, changed into yesterday's clothes, and turned on his cell phone after leaving the ward.
A lot of missed calls and text messages came in.
Xie Yang ignored it and sent a message to Qin Cheng.
Qin Cheng immediately called and said, "The news has been released. There should be media waiting outside the hospital entrance. As you instructed, I released the surveillance footage from the police station entrance that He Jun got. It shows you and Mr. Qiu getting into Wu Shui's car. Now the internet is spreading the news that you and Mr. Qiu were in a car accident."
"Well done. Contact He Jun and together we can suppress the news on the entire Internet. The more obvious the better. Then find someone to spread the news again and create the illusion that we are trying our best to cover up the news of the car accident."
"Yes."
Xie Yang hung up the phone, called Feng Qinglin, and asked, "Where are you?"
"We just got off the plane in the early morning and are almost at the hospital. Is uncle really okay?"
"It's okay, drive slowly, I'll go downstairs to pick you up."
"good."
The hospital corridor was unusually quiet in the early morning. Jie Yang put down his phone, looked back at the ward door, and stood there for two seconds before calling the bodyguards on duty, asking them to increase the number of people on duty and not let any outsiders approach the ward.
The bodyguard agreed.
After making all these arrangements, Xie Yang went downstairs to the hospital lobby. Before going out, he looked at his current appearance through the reflective glass. After not sleeping all night and continuously consuming his supernatural powers, his expression now showed an unconcealable fatigue. Yesterday's clothes were already a little wrinkled, and his hair was messy... perfect, as if he had not slept all night because he was worried about something.
Xie Yang retracted his gaze, walked out of the hall and came to the hospital entrance.
The media that had been waiting there suddenly came to life, swarming over like flies smelling meat. Countless microphones were put in front of Jie Yang, the sound of taking photos rang out non-stop, and questions were overwhelming.
"Jie Yang! I heard that not only were you attacked yesterday, but you and Mr. Qiu also had a car accident. Is that true?"
"According to hospital staff, Mr. Qiu looked very bad when he was helped down from the car yesterday. Is Mr. Qiu's injury serious?"
"Is the car accident true? How is Mr. Qiu doing now?"
Xie Yang deliberately showed a look of surprise, then frowned and replied: "I was indeed attacked, but Qiu Xing did not have a car accident. The ones who had the accident were my assistant and Qiu Xing's bodyguard. Please don't spread rumors. The assistant and bodyguard are fine, please go away, don't gather here to disturb the normal order of the hospital."
However, the reporters became more excited and their voices became louder after hearing this.
"But the surveillance video clearly shows that you and Qiu Xing got into the car driven by your assistant. How do you explain this?"
Xie Yang's expression changed, then turned cold, and he replied, "Qiu Xing and I did get on the car, but we got off again later. Anyway, Qiu Xing was not the one who got into the accident, and the traffic police knew that very well."
A car stopped outside the hospital and Feng Qinglin opened the door and got out.
Xie Yang immediately stretched out his hand to block the reporter's microphone and shouted to Feng Qinglin, "Here." After that, he said a few words to the reporter, "Excuse me."
Feng Qinglin frowned when he saw the reporters, walked past them to Jie Yang, helped Jie Yang block the reporters, and then asked in a low voice, "How is uncle?"
Xie Yang acted fearful, glanced at the reporters, and lowered his voice: "Let's talk about it after we go in." After that, he and Feng Qinglin broke away from the circle of reporters and entered the hospital.
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