"Recently, Chengshen Group from M country has made big moves, splitting and reorganizing several large foreign corporations, integrating resources, and starting to invest in maritime shipping. Their main routes overlap with our group’s, and it’s estimated that the impact on us won’t be small."
"Chengshen Group?" Sheng Shaochen thought for a moment and said, "Let’s observe for now."
"I understand, Shaochen, you rest well. I’ll take care of the group business, so don’t worry." An Zhe advised with many caring words and hung up the call.
Sun Nanjue, in a rush to go find information on the Black Widow Seven Killings Absolute Organization, also left.
In the hospital room, only Ye Shu remained accompanying Sheng Shaochen.
Looking at Sheng Shaochen’s left shoulder wrapped in thick gauze, Ye Shu, who had been extremely tense, finally couldn’t hold back her tears.
She stepped forward, gently grasping Sheng Shaochen’s hand, "Ah Chen, does it... hurt?"
She wanted to ask him why he’d been so foolish, knowing those people were from the same organization that once tried to kill him, and even though his phobia of women had flared up, he still went to save her.
But then she thought, wasn’t she equally foolish?
Knowing she had no power to resist those assassins, but still speaking harshly to them simply because they targeted her man.
Ah Chen must have felt the same way at that time, right?
Ye Shu rested her small head in his palm, feeling the clear lines of his skin, her heartbeat quickening.
In the air, affection was spreading softly.
Ye Shu just felt that, unknowingly, their hearts were getting closer and closer.
Sheng Shaochen’s slightly rough fingertips caressed the girl’s delicate and soft face as his low and husky voice arose, "As long as you’re here, it doesn’t hurt."
Sheng Shaochen bowed his head and kissed her forehead.
With one hand, he gathered her onto the hospital bed, then pressed the service bell.
Ye Shu blinked in confusion, feeling anxious, "Are you uncomfortable? I’ll call a doctor."
"Shh, don’t move, come into my arms." Sheng Shaochen’s voice was incredibly gentle.
Ye Shu didn’t even know how to object and obediently rested her small head on his right shoulder.
Sheng Shaochen sat back contentedly against the headboard, a light smile on his lips as he glanced over at her.
He never knew this little creature cared about him so much.
She was so concerned that she didn’t even notice several scratches on her own body.
When the nurse entered the room, she saw Demon King Sheng kissing Ye Shu, scattering dog food galore.
The young nurse, who hadn’t even found a boyfriend yet, blushed and was about to close the door to leave.
But she heard Sheng Shaochen say, "Bring some iodine and cotton swabs."
"Okay, right away," responded the nurse, who had never seen such a handsome man, and to top it off, his voice was so captivating.
Her gaze lingered on Ye Shu repeatedly, her eyes brimming with deep envy.
It wasn’t until Sheng Shaochen cleared his throat that the nurse came to her senses, closed the door, and left.
She came back shortly with iodine and cotton swabs.
Ye Shu took them and asked Sheng Shaochen, "Where should I apply it, I can help you..."
"Silly girl, take off your clothes."
"Ah? Me?..." Ye Shu’s face turned red with embarrassment, looking at Sheng Shaochen with confusion.
Sheng Shaochen had already taken the iodine and cotton swabs from her hands, "The wounded areas need to be disinfected to prevent infection."
That’s when Ye Shu realized she was also covered with numerous wounds.
She had been too worried about his injuries to notice her own, but now that he mentioned it, she started to feel the pain.
She couldn’t help but snicker and gasp for air.