“Take a nap, I’ll call you when you arrive.” Lan Yu Feng of course knew what her heart was thinking at the moment, but didn’t explain much.
Zige didn’t say anything, just gently closed her eyes. There was a slight tremor as her hand rested on the armrest. Until this moment, she didn’t realize that this rescue plan was actually going to involve braving gunfire. What if he was injured? Rescuing Little Douzi, how much certainty did he have?
Dropping his eyes, he saw her trembling fingertips. The color of his eyes deepened a bit, Lan Yu Feng reached out and took her hand in his. She shuddered and clasped his back tightly, opening her eyes, “Lan Yu Feng, can you promise me one thing?”
“You say.” He looked at her.
“You … come back well. And Little Bean … you must all be well …” She looked at him almost pleadingly, the terror and panic under her eyes seeming to wait for his reassurance before they could be soothed.
Heart pounding, his eyes floated down.
As it turns out, her panic wasn’t due to timidity and fear, it was due to … enormous worry …
A warmth seeped into the bloodstream from the bottom of her heart. He probed his hand, brushing away her furrowed brow, and spoke in a deep voice, “Don’t worry, I have full assurance that I can save the child.”
“Saving the child is not enough!” Zige shook her head, the tip of her nose sore, her hand subconsciously gripping him tighter, desperately seeking another assurance from him, “It’s not enough for you to come back well, too!”
“Okay, I promise.”
He never made a single promise to anyone. But at this moment …
Looking into her pleading and frightened eyes, he spoke words that surprised even himself.
Soon after arriving in Malaysia, Zi Ge was left in a 7-star hotel room. By this time, the sky was already vaguely bright, and she, who hadn’t closed her eyes for a day and a night, had no sleep until this moment.
She sat on the bed for a while, finally could not sit, and got up again to pull open the curtains, hugging her chest and staring out the window. The night is fading, the sky is getting brighter, the sunrise is coming out, shining the world with hope, but her heart is still gray at this moment.
In his heart, between his lips, all he was chanting was Little Douzi and Lan Yu Feng.
How are they now? Are they safe? Are they hurt?
Time passed by, Zi Ge sadly touched her face. Finally, she was unable to resist and pulled open the door, the two men guarding the door immediately tensed their bodies, “Ma’am.”
“Any news from there?”
“Back to ma’am, haven’t gotten a call yet.”
Zige glumly retreated to her room, her heart a mess. What kind of person was Tang Yaoyang in the end?
If she had a computer, she could have looked it up online, but now …
Ben was at his wits end when her eyes fell on the hotel phone and suddenly remembered someone, and without thinking she dialed a string of numbers back home.
“Who is it this early?” It rang for a while before someone picked up on the other side of the phone, their voice dripping with lazy sexiness.
“Hengjun, it’s me.”
“Zige?” Ke Hengjun was surprised, as if he thought he was dreaming. After a long pause, his voice cleared a bit and asked, “Isn’t this a Malaysian number?” Gotta me you just.
“Yes, I’m in Malaysia right now. I have something to ask you.”
Perhaps hearing the anxious uneasiness in Zige’s tone, Ke Hengjun’s sleepiness was all gone, “You say.”
“Do you know this person Tang Yao Yang?” Ke Hengjun’s dad was the leader of the Yamaguchi Organization in Japan, and these guys in the yakuza must be no strangers to him.
“Why are you suddenly asking about this person?” Ko Hengjun’s tone was a bit more serious.
“Tell me first what he really is.”
“Just a pervert, a pervert who has a vendetta and repays it exponentially. Five years ago, his sister was murdered, and he ended up blooding the other guy’s entire family of 38.”
Zi Ge listened to her heart tremble. Tang Yao Yang and Lan Yufeng have made a feud, if they really want to retaliate, then … won t the little bean be in a bad way?
Thinking of this, she choked up all of a sudden. Upon hearing this crying sound, Ke Hengjun thought that he had scared her and hated that he could not smack himself twice, so he hurriedly coaxed her in a good voice, “Fool, why are you crying? You’re a good person, and you’re still afraid of provoking this kind of person?”
“He … he kidnapped Little Bean …”
Ke Hengjun froze for a moment, and in the next second, burst into a rage, “Little Douzi isn’t your own, you actually followed and went on an adventure! Meng Zige, your brain has been kicked by a donkey!”
Zi Ge cried sadly and did not argue with him. Ke Hengjun was distracted over there, where was there any sleep, and finally just said, “Keep your phone open, I’ll call and ask. Meng Zige, you have to be good to me!”
Zige kept holding the phone and waiting. She didn’t know what she was waiting for, maybe Ke Hengjun could bring himself some different news. It was only when it was dawn that the phone in her room boomed, and she picked it up without pausing for a second.
“What’s the situation?”
“Lan Yu Feng is from the Blue Sect?” Ke Hengjun didn’t reply, but just split his head and asked. Blue Sect? Zi Ge’s tone was all bewilderment, “I don’t know.”
She’d never even heard of it.
“Meng Zige, can you stand it? To actually hang out with the gangsters!” Ke Hengjun was furious. He was most aware of how dangerous the triads were. That’s why, back then, he didn’t hesitate to separate when she said to separate. It was also because he didn’t want to involve the people around him, so until now he would rather mix with the entertainment industry than go back to the Yamaguchi organization to dip his hands!
But now she’s good, and she’s actually dealing with the mob again!
Zi Ge had no intention of listening to Ke Hengjun lecture himself at the moment, nor did she have any intention of probing what the Blue Gate was, she only asked anxiously, “Did you ask around for me? How is the situation on Tang Yaoyang’s side?”
“Don’t worry, the Blue Gate’s people have …”
Ke Hengjun’s words, before he could finish, only to hear a rattling outside the door.
“Sir!”
Sir? He’s back?
Zige’s eyes lit up, “Hengjun, I’ll stop talking to you for now, they’re back!”
After saying that, without waiting for Ke Hengjun to yell something over there, Zi Ge had already hung up the phone in a hurry. Pulling open the door of the room, sure enough …
He saw Lan Yu Feng appear with Little Douzi in his arms, followed by a group of people in great numbers.
The door opened, Lan Yu Feng looked at her with deep eyes, pursed his thin lips, and said nothing. Zige’s tears, ‘swish’ fell. Stretching her arms out towards him, she choked and spoke, “Let me hold the child …”
Lan Yu Feng handed the little bean into her hands. Little Douzi was groggy, and Zi Ge wanted to hold him a little tighter, but only when she closed her arms, the child immediately wowed and cried, his little mouth muttering, “It hurts … Mommy, it hurts …”
Oh, my God!
This sound simply killed Zi Ge. Unable to collect her tears, she looked at Lan Yu Feng in fear. On the side, everyone was silenced as Lan Yu Feng turned back and ordered, “Prepare the airplane! Call back to China and tell Young Master Su to get ready.”
Returning to the country again, Zige had the illusion of a life after a robbery. Taking the child into City One, Su Chen was already waiting there with his team.
In the emergency room, Su Chen ripped the clothes off Little Douzi’s body, and the nurses on the side of the door all sucked in cold air and couldn’t bear to see it. Lan Yu Feng slammed his fist hard against the wall, his eyes oozing bright red.
Zi Ge was suffocating from watching, only to feel a bright red wound on her heart viciously cleaved out by an axe, holding onto the wall, her feet were still weak and she almost fainted.
Lan Yu Feng’s long arm stretched out, breaking her face over and pressing it hard against his chest, blocking that cruel scene. The solid embrace leaned over, and all the pain in her heart swept over, and she finally couldn’t help but bury herself on his chest and suppress her sobs.
Just leaning like this, one could feel the hostility in his body and the stiffness of his muscles. At this moment, Lan Yu Feng’s mood must be even worse than hers.
Su Chen pulled the curtain closed and was examining the child. Zi Ge tightly gripped the collar of Lan Yu Feng’s shirt, and even though she was hidden on his chest, she could still faintly hear the child’s weak and heavy breathing, sounding into her ears and scraping Zi Ge and Lan Yu Feng’s hearts.
“With a swish, the curtain was pulled open, and Su Chen walked out, his face cool.
“Internal hemorrhage, must be operated on immediately. Little Douzi is panda blood type A. We don’t have enough blood in the blood bank, so prepare yourselves immediately!”
“Me! Smoke me! I am panda blood! It’s still type A!” Zige anxiously rolled up her sleeves, hating that she couldn’t immediately take out all of her blood for Little Douzi. Su Chen instinctively wanted to take Zige to have her blood drawn, but thinking of what Feng had said to him that night about the child, Shen Cheng Xue Teng looked at Lan Yu Feng.
Sure enough …
He had already immobilized and put Zi Ge’s sleeve down, turning to instruct Yan Nan, “Have everyone up and down the company go for a blood test, and report immediately if there’s any rh-negative type A!”
“Yes, sir!” .
“Can’t we just use mine? Lan Yu Feng, the child’s condition can’t be delayed anymore!” Zi Ge didn’t understand him acting like this, and rolled her sleeves up again to go with the nurse.
Lan Yu Feng reached out and pulled her back, “I have arrangements!”
He would have liked to draw her blood and save the baby immediately. But …
It is also common medical knowledge that immediate blood relatives cannot donate blood to each other and are prone to complications. He couldn’t let the child take the risk!
Su Chen looked at Lan Yu Feng’s behavior and already knew that what he said that night was by no means a joke. Looking heavily at him, “Now that Little Douzi is going to be in the operating room, you guys hurry up and send the blood over, you can’t afford to slack off any longer.”
“I know.” Lan Yu Feng nodded.
Little Douzi was pushed out, and the roller cut through the long corridors of the hospital, and the sound was as painful as the cut on two hearts. Zige insisted on giving Little Douzi a blood transfusion, and Lan Yufeng remained calm and collected, only saying, “It’s not too late for you to get a blood transfusion when Yannan’s side can’t find a match. You go accompany Little Douzi, don’t let him be alone, I’ll go ask about the situation.”
Zi Ge thought about it, but also really worried about the little bean is afraid of a person, only to hurriedly follow them toward the operating room. Little Douzi’s face was dark blue lying on the hospital bed, his tiny arm stretched out, above it was a strip of blood marks, the back of his hand was hanging on the drip, his brow was clenched in agony.
Zige’s hands gouged the edge of the bed as she followed in the direction of the operating room at a brisk pace. Tears were streaming down her face, but she didn’t dare cry out for fear of disturbing the child.
Su Chen looked at this scene, also felt more than heartbreaking. Is the relationship of blood relatives thicker than water? So, even if she now thinks that the child is not her own, she is also so sad.
The door to the operating room, boomed open. Zige was still going to follow her in, but Su Chen had already stopped her, “You wait outside.”
“But …”
“No buts.” Su Chen looked at her calmly, “Trust me, Little Douzi will be fine.”
His medical skills, being able to make Lan Yu Feng so trusting, were naturally excellent. Being able to get his assurance, Zi Ge was more or less certain, however, that string in her heart was still tightly taut, not daring to relax for a moment.
Dropping her head, she sat down in the chair on the promenade, which was cold and the chill seeped through her without her realizing it. She didn’t know how long she waited, and it wasn’t until the sound of footsteps on the promenade came again that she glanced sideways.