"Who is the patient’s family member?"
"I, I am..." It took Ye Shu a while to snap back to reality, raising her hand like a well-behaved little schoolchild claiming kinship.
"The bullet in the patient’s left shoulder has been removed. Since it did not hit any vitals, with proper care, he should recover quickly. Please push the patient to room 228 to rest."
"Okay, thank you." A weight finally lifted off Ye Shu’s heart.
Thank goodness her husband was alright; otherwise, she really wouldn’t have known what to do.
Unexpectedly, Mr. Sheng had turned misfortune into a blessing this time, even curing his gynophobia.
Ye Shu’s nose tingled with acidity as she stepped forward and pushed Sheng Shaochen towards room 228.
While walking, she was so emotional that she almost cried out.
"Ah Chen, Ah Chen, how are you? Are you alright? I heard you were injured, was it serious?" At the end of the corridor, Sun Nanjue’s voice came rushing in urgency, followed by flustered footsteps.
Within seconds, Sun Nanjue had already run up to Sheng Shaochen and Ye Shu.
"Say something, Ah Chen, you didn’t hit your head, did you? Why are you just staring and smiling at Little Shushu?"
"And you, Little Shushu, why are you also giggling like a fool? You’re even laughing till tears? My god, did someone mess up both of your brains?"
Sun Nanjue groaned, smacking his forehead hard, "I shou~ldn’t have taken all the men from ’Dynasty’ with me..."
"Are you done hollering? This is a hospital, please keep it down," Ye Shu gave Sun Nanjue a glare, pushing Sheng Shaochen straight into room 228.
Sun Nanjue paused for a moment, then quickly followed them into the room.
"What are you two laughing at?"
"Ah Chen’s gynophobia is cured," Ye Shu joined Sun Nanjue, helping Sheng Shaochen onto the hospital bed.
"Gynophobia is cured? That’s miraculous?" Sun Nanjue walked around Sheng Shaochen back and forth like he had discovered a new continent, "No way, this feels so unreal. Injured and suddenly cured of gynophobia, my mind can hardly keep up. Tell me, what exactly happened!"
From a distance, Handsome B watched this scene, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, as he silently lit a cigarette.
Ah, Little Village Flower, are your eyes filled only with jealousy, leaving no room for anyone else?
He had endured immense heartache, rescuing his rival all the way here, how could Little Village Flower simply treat him as if he were air, ignoring him completely?
As Handsome B was wallowing in his thoughts, a middle-aged man came over, saying, "Young Master, the client your father wanted you to meet has already arrived at the usual place."
"..." Once again, it was Mr. Sheng’s henchman, Huang Tong. Why did this guy always show up whenever he met with Little Village Flower?
Handsome B stubbed out the cigarette in his hand, shoved his hands into his pockets, and walked away with Huang Tong.
Sun Nanjue’s voice was trembling, "Damn, you’re not serious, right? You’re saying, after I left the ’Dynasty’ crew, someone immediately attacked you, even specifying they wanted to kidnap you?"
Ye Shu nodded, still frightened by the incident that had just unfolded at the ’Dynasty’ set.
"Damn, I thought how coincidental; everything happened so close together! It must definitely be a long-plotted conspiracy by somebody!"
Sun Nanjue stroked his chin.
"Come to think of it, I also find it very suspicious. After those men in black masks showed up, Assistant Director Chen did call the police, but until we left, no officers had shown up," Ye Shu said, frowning.