Ti was of the essence; there was no ti for hesitation. He Ziyun reached into his chest and grasped five Golden Needles, thrusting them straight into Ling Chen’s chest.
In an instant, all five Golden Needles disappeared into Ling Chen’s body. At the sa ti, Ling Chen seed to have been injected with a shot of adrenaline, his eyes snapping open as he gasped for air.
"Hang in there!" He Ziyun shouted softly, hoisting Ling Chen’s body onto his shoulders. With his feet firmly on the ground, he leapt forward at great speed, covering over ten ters in the blink of an eye.
Not long after they left, Tang Yuan led the others out of the base.
Boom!
As soon as everyone barely escaped the base, a violent blaze burst forth, causing the ground to collapse and the psychiatric hospital that stood on the surface to crumble. In an instant, the flas engulfed everything, shooting up to the sky.
The shockwave from the explosion spread, affecting those who had not managed to get far away, knocking them to the ground.
Tang Yuan turned his head back to look at the raging flas spreading across the grounds, feeling a sense of relief as though he had narrowly escaped death. However, the thought of Ling Chen’s uncertain fate imdiately tensed his heart again.
Two minutes later, eight Chevrolet SUVs arrived at the scene, along with two ambulances. As backup rushed in, the situation quickly ca under control, and everyone who had escaped from the base was detained.
At that mont, a cellphone rang. Tang Yuan saw that it was Han Bing calling and hurriedly answered.
"How’s the situation over there?"
"Everything’s under control, and we’ve almost collected all the evidence, but..."
"But what?"
Tang Yuan said in a deep voice, "Ling Chen’s in trouble, it’s serious, his condition is unknown, the old chief has already taken him away."
"Head to the old chief’s place right away, you must save Ling Chen’s life no matter what," Han Bing uttered urgently.
"Understood, I’m on my way."
Boyang Company’s office.
Zhu Hong looked at the surveillance screen that lost its signal, stood up slowly, walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows, stood with his hands behind him, and gazed at the night outside without a word.
"Boss, our people have confird it, a total of fifty-seven people were caught, should we..."
"No need to worry about them, the core personnel of the lab have escaped. Those people don’t know much, they won’t be able to provide any valuable clues."
"I’m concerned that the higher-ups will bla us for the destruction of Base 3."
"It doesn’t matter, I’ll take the responsibility for this. Besides, although Base 3 is destroyed, we didn’t co away empty-handed. At least we found a breakthrough from Ling Chen. Copy the surveillance footage we just recorded for . As long as the people above see it, I believe they’ll keep quiet."
...
Qingyun Martial Arts Hall.
A car screeched to a stop at the door, the door opened, and He Ziyun leapt out of the driver’s seat, carrying Ling Chen from the back seat and hurriedly rushing into the Martial Arts Academy.
As soon as the door opened, two busy figures, one tall and one short, hurried to et them.
"Mr. He, how’s Ling Chen?" Zhu Xiaozhu, seeing Ling Chen’s pale face and bloodless lips, grew anxious, her eyes full of concern.
"Don’t ask too many questions right now. Did you prepare everything I asked you to?"
"It’s all ready, in the room."
Without another word, He Ziyun quickly carried Ling Chen straight to the bedroom.
Before getting back, He Ziyun had already notified Zhu Xiaozhu and explained the situation, asking her to prepare the dical equipnt.
Ling Chen lay on the bed, opening his eyes in a daze. All he could make out was blurry figures and his consciousness was drifting. His mouth was dry and his tongue parched, as if all the blood in his body was about to evaporate. He desperately wanted water.
"Water... water..." His mouth gaped open, as if muttering in delirium, incessantly calling for "water."
"The water’s here." Zhu Xiaozhu hurriedly brought over a cup of water, supported his head, and brought the teacup to his lips.
However, before he could swallow a sip of water, Ling Chen suddenly started coughing, and tea mixed with fresh blood spewed out.
"Ling Chen..."
Seeing the bloodstained water on the bed, Zhu Xiaozhu felt at a loss. Even though she was skilled in dicine, she had never seen such a situation before. Seeing Ling Chen’s unclear consciousness and his deeply furrowed brows, her heart felt as if it was being gripped by a giant hand; her moist eyes shimred with tears.
"Give him water; it will make him feel better."
Hearing He Ziyun’s words, Zhu Xiaozhu again brought the teacup to Ling Chen’s lips. But at this mont, Ling Chen seed to pass out, losing consciousness. As water was poured into his mouth, it imdiately flowed out from the corners of his mouth.
Seeing this, Zhu Xiaozhu hesitated for a mont, then picked up the teacup, took a sip of water, and bent over. Ignoring the astonished looks from He Ziyun and Little Hua, her soft red lips gently touched Ling Chen’s, delivering the tea water into his mouth.
Suddenly, Ling Chen seed to respond, his lips parting ever so slightly, greedily sucking on Zhu Xiaozhu’s lips.
Their lips pressed together, under Ling Chen’s greedy demand, Zhu Xiaozhu felt her body heat up, a tingly sensations engulfing her, her eyes hazy with intoxication, as if she was about to sink into it at any mont.
Finally, having fed him a sip of water, Zhu Xiaozhu barely lifted her head, aware of the stunned looks from He Ziyun and Little Hua. She felt her pretty face flush red, as if on fire, her innocence laced with a hint of tempting allure.
He Ziyun cleared his throat slightly, averted his gaze, and motioned, "Continue."
Zhu Xiaozhu nodded lightly, suppressing the embarrassnt in her heart, continuing to feed Ling Chen the water from the teacup until it was all gone.
With the replenishnt of water, Ling Chen’s condition gradually improved. His furrowed brows finally relaxed and his breathing beca smooth.
"That should be enough."
Zhu Xiaozhu asked with concern, "Mr. He, will he... will he get better?"
"I don’t know, it’s up to his fate now."
As he finished speaking, He Ziyun walked to the bed, placed his hand on Ling Chen’s chest. Abruptly, he shouted softly, his fingers forcefully pressing down, and the five Golden Needles previously inserted into Ling Chen’s body imdiately popped out.
As the Golden Needles were removed, Ling Chen’s breathing was imdiately disrupted, becoming more and more rapid, as if he could suffocate at any mont.
Seeing this, He Ziyun did not hesitate, quickly stripped Ling Chen, and flipped his body over, back facing up.
"Xiaozhu, apply the needles."
"Bai Hui, Water Gutter, Feng Fu, Qu Pool, Yanglingquan, He Gu, Taichong..."
Listening to the acupuncture points He Ziyun called out, Zhu Xiaozhu, having collected herself, inserted silver needles one by one.
Before long, Ling Chen’s back was fully studded with silver needles.
Once all the needles were applied, countless beads of sweat erged from Ling Chen’s pores, emitting a strange scent.
He Ziyun straightened his body, letting him sit up on the bed, allowing the beads of sweat to slide off his skin.
Watching the beads of sweat gradually lessen, He Ziyun couldn’t help but cast a glance at Zhu Xiaozhu beside him.
She clearly understood his aning, but with Ling Chen’s safety at stake, she put aside the shyness in her heart. At that mont, Little Hua had already proactively brought the tea water to her.
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