"Please, Young Master Mu, don’t worry. We already contacted the top experts at the Imperial Military District Hospital yesterday. They will arrive this morning, and we will arrange a consultation as soon as possible."
After reporting the latest situation, the dean left the ward along with a group of dical staff.
"Second Brother," Lin Junyang reached out and patted Mu Xingfeng’s shoulder, unsure of how to console him. In the end, he could only sigh, "Second Brother, Tuzi is such a lovely girl. Heaven would not be so cruel to take her away. Didn’t the doctor say that it depends on the patient’s will to live? Tuzi is such a tenacious girl, you have to believe in her."
"Yes, Boss, you have to believe in Sister-in-law. If you are feeling upset, let accompany you for a sparring match to help you vent." Liu Hu, being a straightforward person, didn’t know what to say but understood that Mu Xingfeng liked to spar with soone when he was in a bad mood.
Mu Xingfeng did not respond. He walked with heavy steps to the bedside and sat down, gently holding the girl’s small hand in his.
The small hand was soft and sowhat cold, seemingly never warming up since coming out of the sea. He wrapped it in his large palm, using his body heat to warm her.
Looking at her pale face, his eyes were filled with obsession and guilt.
After a mont, Mu Xingfeng released the little hand and examined it closely. The rope marks around her wrist were still visible. He picked up the ointnt from the bedside table and gently applied so to her injuries, carefully spreading it evenly.
After finishing one hand, he moved to the other.
Finally, he placed her small hand on his lips, gently kissing it with deep affection.
Lin Junyang had grown up with Mu Xingfeng but had never seen him like this.
He felt an indescribable pain seeing that tall and strong figure appear so heartbroken at this mont.
No one understood better than him the importance of An Ran to Mu Xingfeng. For her, Mu Xingfeng had once pointed a gun at Lin Ruonan, ignoring the longstanding relationship between the Lin and Mu Families and his twenty-year friendship with Lin Ruonan.
At that mont, he understood that An Ran had already beco the most precious person in Mu Xingfeng’s heart.
Seeing Liu Hu about to say sothing, Lin Junyang quickly pulled him away, giving space to Mu Xingfeng.
"Liu Hu, look into why An Ran was on that ship," Mu Xingfeng suddenly spoke.
This morning he had seen the information on his phone.
Their mission from two days ago, the ssage he sent to An Ran before departure, and An Ran’s response at the sa ti ant that she was still fine at school that afternoon.
All the hostages they were supposed to rescue in this mission had disappeared one after another a week ago, and the insider information they received indicated that the enemy’s actions were suddenly decided.
But why was An Ran, who had nothing to do with this, there? When was she kidnapped? Could it be that her involvent was due to his identity being exposed?
"Yes," Liu Hu saluted. He also recognized the seriousness of the situation. If the Boss’s identity had indeed been exposed, then Little Sister-in-law would be in constant danger until the mission was completely wrapped up.
However, the most urgent task now was to find out what had happened and to avenge Little Sister-in-law.
Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock...
Everyone exited, and the ward fell silent again, with only the rhythmic sounds of the machinery breaking the quiet.
Mu Xingfeng looked at the familiar face on the hospital bed, gently stroking her pale cheek. Watching the girl who used to chatter non-stop around him now lying quietly in bed, dependent on a ventilator to stay alive, his heart ached thousands of tis more than when he was shot.
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