Chapter 339 Where are my keys? !
After coaxing James to sleep, Su Xiaoli returned to the living room, only to find that the atmosphere had changed from toasting for celebration to being extremely solemn.
She looked around and saw that all three men were in a trance and were drunk.
The wine was strong late into the night. "We're all tired, let's rest," she announced softly.
Su Xiaoli helped Gu Feihan back to the room.
The man held her tightly, unwilling to let her go.
Su Xiaoli looked at his tense jaw and drunken eyes, then lay down with him in her clothes.
She hugged Gu Feihan, put her little head on his chest, and asked in a very soft voice, "Are you worried about something?"
Gu Feihan just closed his eyes and pretended to be drunk without saying a word.
Su Xiaoli looked up at him with doubt in her eyes. He fell asleep already? Gu Feihan was still like a clay sculpture, not responding to the girl in his arms. In a daze, he really fell asleep.
I dreamed of the little bastard covered in blood. There was a huge and boundless ditch between them. Ling Yicheng waved goodbye to him in the flames, with only a trace of lonely courage on his face as the sun set.
Gu Feihan suddenly woke up, feeling extremely regretful.
He stared straight up at the ceiling, and the scene seemed to still be stuck in the hell scene in his dream.
The girl in my arms was sleeping soundly.
Gu Feihan couldn't help but move forward, quietly hugging her and kissing her, greedily enjoying the tranquility of embracing her.
Ling Yicheng is now... covered in blood, and I don’t know if he is still half alive.
The residual force of the cold wave was rumbling and thundering. Lightning flashed across the sky one after another, and the blue sea was rolling up white waves, almost swallowing up the chaos of blood and flesh flying everywhere.
Ling Yicheng, who was wounded by a stray bullet from some unknown source, lay on the deck, waiting for the Lin family's men to hook him.
This is the third delivery.
The first two times, the two old foxes were still testing each other and were very wary, and neither of them was willing to show any flaws first.
The police forces on both the mainland and Hong Kong Island were getting a little anxious.
Ling Yicheng was the most anxious. He couldn't resist the urge to go home and make fish balls for the little foodie, even if it was a day or a second earlier.
He proposed his own plan: "For the third delivery, we will sing "Zhou Yu fights Huang Gai."
Kang Bei objected most fiercely, cursing directly: "You are courting death!"
However, she was unable to stop Ling Yicheng's desire and the final unanimous decision of the entire action team.
As expected, the first step of the adventure plan was a success.
Now, he was leaning against the side of the boat, barely breathing, blood slowly flowing out of his wounds.
But in my mind I was thinking of a little foodie, she is the best painkiller.
I really want to see her.
The premise is that he can go back alive.
A hand grabbed Ling Yicheng.
Ling Yicheng, whose vision was blurred by the blood and seawater, carefully identified the man and found a horrifying scar above his right eye...
He is from the Lin family—Chen Liang, the head of Feihu Hall.
He finally managed a laugh.
He weakly pulled Chen Liang's arm and tried to stand up, holding his breath and moving forward with difficulty.
A big wave hit the boat, causing it to tremble. The two men lost their balance and one stumbled backward, falling hard at the same time.
Ling Yicheng's back and head hit the side of the boat and he completely fainted.
When he woke up again, there was a faint smell of disinfectant.
Ling Yicheng slowly opened his eyes...
What caught my eye were several large floor-to-ceiling windows, with large swathes of sunlight pouring in, making my eyes hurt a little.
He was covered in bruises and felt pain all over his body, but he couldn't feel where it hurt specifically. Instead, it felt like the back of his head was being pried open by someone.
Where is this?
It looks like a high-end hotel, but there are many medical devices in the room. It is said to be a hospital ward, but there is no such luxurious ward.
He was stunned for a moment.
He tried to look down at himself, wearing a clean blue and white striped hospital gown and neatly bandaged wounds.
The clothes have been changed.
Where are the keys?!
Almost subconsciously, Ling Yicheng raised his hand to touch the key around his neck.
He didn't notice at all that he pulled the wound, and the needle in his arm pulled something.
The red light at the bedside began to flash, and within a few seconds, a doctor and two nurses came in.
The doctor greeted in broken Mandarin, "Mr. Ling, are you awake?"
"Where are my keys?" Ling Yicheng tried to grab the doctor's hand despite the pain from his wound.
The doctor and the nurse were all stunned.
"My keys!" Ling Yicheng shouted almost desperately, all his muscles tensed and his mental alert reached the extreme.
Several people were immediately frightened by his excessive reaction.
"Key! The key is here." A nurse came to her senses, hurriedly opened the bedside drawer, took out a key and tied it to a slightly worn red rope.
Ling Yicheng recognized the key that would take him home at a glance.
The nurse hurriedly put the key in his hand.
Ling Yicheng relaxed his guard at this moment, his eyes calmed down, and only a sharp pain remained in his body.
He couldn't help but close his eyes. When he opened them again, his brows were furrowed and his tone was not friendly. "Where is this?"
The doctor was obviously forcing a smile; the man had just frightened him so much that he broke into a cold sweat.
"Mr. Ling, this is Lu's Yian Hospital. I am your attending physician, my last name is Li. Don't worry, Miss Lin has already made arrangements. You will definitely get the best help and treatment here."
It’s such a long string, I wonder how many times he practiced it.
It's hard for Dr. Li whose Mandarin is poor.
Regardless of what the Lin family does, the old man of the Lin family and the old chairman of the Lu Group are old friends. The Lu Group's hospital will do its best to treat the patients sent by the Lin family.
Even if the patient has a temper as fiery as a cannon, Dr. Li still wants to get a promotion and a raise.
Ling Yicheng seemed not to hear what he said, but keenly caught a pronunciation.
"Li..."
He murmured, his eyes softening a little.
Dr. Li naturally didn't know that this distinguished patient was thinking of someone else.
He thought that his good-tempered introduction had worked, and hurriedly asked the nurse to give him new injections and change the dressings.
Ling Yicheng clenched the keys tightly and let the others work, seeming that he could not bear the strained nerves any more.
His face showed extreme fatigue, and saying one more word would be torture.
Apart from the key, he didn't have the energy to think about more complicated things, and soon fell asleep again.
During this period, Lin Manrong came over.
She looked at the comatose Ling Yicheng and called the nurse, "Has he woken up today?"
"Ms. Lin, this Mr. Ling woke up once."
"Awake? How is he?"
"He wasn't particularly emotionally stable yet. He fell asleep only after he found his keys."
"Key?" Lin Manrong was a little confused.
The nurse nodded and said nothing more.
Lin Manrong walked into the ward and looked at that enchanting face. Although it was covered with scars, it was still charming.
In his hand... was it the key the nurse had mentioned? Lin Manrong saw a frayed red string with a key with a torch-shaped handle on it.
Is he so nervous about this key?
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