“Nanxing, you lunatic! I’m going to kill you!” Yan Xin struggled with all her might and cursed at me.
I felt a little pity for her. “I don’t even know what you want these money for. Perhaps you want to do charity with them, either way, there is no way I will forgive you because you came after my life. Remember, I only have half of the Tong Family lineage in me, so I only need to follow half of the underworld rules. For the other half, I can be the kindest angel or your deepest nightmare.” I heaved a sigh of relief. “As for you two, don’t you worry, I will not harm you. But if we meet again, we’re most likely enemies. Please save your breath and stop threatening me with your families. I couldn’t care less. I don’t want to know about the history of the different gangs and sects, it has nothing to do with me. If you have a problem with my parents, feel free to go find them. However, if I found out that you have to do with my parents’ death, then you can’t really blame me for exacting revenge on their behalf!”
On the way back, Tan Si was unhappy. I hit him with my crutch. “Hey!”
Tan Si jumped in fright. “Sister, Sister Xing?!”
“Are you missing that money?” I asked him.
“No.” He shook his head as he observed my expression.
I smiled as I threw the backpack I hid behind me at him. “These are the stacks of money you took out from the house. Give it to Brother Hu. Stop asking Brother Gao Jing and Gao Da for money, okay? You guys have to learn to be independent.”
Tan Si hugged the backpack and he was dumbfounded. “Sister, Sister Xing…”
I scolded him, “Do you need me to repeat it?”
“No, of course, not. But Sister Xing, why?” Tan Si stammered. Ah Mang asked in a low voice, “Sister Xing, I think Tan Si doesn’t understand why did you burn all those money. That was such a waste. You could have given them to Master Qi or Master S. It’s not that we are money-hungry but we just feel that they can be used to do many things.”
I sighed softly. “Brother Mang, how many dangerous situations you’ve been in since you met Master Qi and Master Si? If I didn’t do what I did, we would continue to be targeted. We might lose the money but can money buy back lives? How many of us have already been injured? Money can do many things but it can’t bring the dead back to life. I don’t want people around me to get injured anymore!”
Ah Mang lowered his head. “Yes! Sister Xing, I get it now.”
Tan Si’s eyes reddened. “Sister Xing.”
I joked. “Aren’t you supposed to be a tough mafia member? Why are you crying?”
“Sister Xing, we swear to serve you for life!” Tan Si used his way to show his approval of my method.
When we arrived at the hospital, Jing Tian was already waiting for me at my ward. I dumped the crutches and leaped into his arms. I hadn’t seen him and hugged him for a long time already.
After my exam, he was so busy. Before I was kidnapped, I saw Jing Tian covered in blood. I always thought that was a nightmare of him. For a moment, I thought we were already separated by life and death.
My tears fell involuntarily as I buried my head into his chest. His palms patted my back gently. My ankle was in a lot of pain but I didn’t care. The pain made me clear-headed and holding Jing Tian was all the medication I needed.
We shared our body temperature. I rubbed against his chest. He tapped my back and said gently, “That’s enough. You need to get into bed. Your ankle is injured so you shouldn’t stand for too long.”
I let go of him and looked up. “What about you? Where are you injured? Let me see!”
He lowered his eyes and a faint smile marked his lips. “I’m fine. You need to get into bed!” I touched him through the patient’s outfit. I could feel the bandage around his chest. I gasped, “Are your injuries serious?”
He shook his head, took my hand, and led me to the bed. I crawled into bed and lay down.
I sighed. “Your injuries must be very serious.”
He raised his brow at me.
I smiled mischievously. “If not, you would have carried me into bed.”
Jing Tian’s eyes were dancing with smiles but the rest of his face was expressionless.
Damn this man, how did he manage to master the ability to hide his emotions so well?