Chapter 714: Chapter 714: Waiting for Rong Yan to Come Out
Several bodyguards rushed forward.
Mufeng had not expected him to be so bold; he swung his fist and struck one of the guards, growling with uncontainable rage, “You are completely out of control! If you want to take me away, then have the guts to kill me here and carry my corpse over!”
Gu Ming did not even glance at him, instructing the bodyguards, “Mr. Li has instructed that if Mr. Shi and Miss Rong resist, just leave them with a breath of life, the rest is up to you!”
Just leave them with a breath of life, the rest is up to you!
The moment those words were spoken, let alone Weiwei, even Mufeng’s face turned ashen.
That man meant what he said, asserting they would be left with nothing but a breath if they resisted any further…
The opposition outnumbered and overpowered them.
After weighing the pros and cons, Mufeng struggled briefly and was unable to break free, his face turning steely gray as he was subdued by two bodyguards.
Without Mufeng’s protection, Weiwei was left exposed alone, standing there with trembling legs, her pale face tightly biting her lip as she looked at Gu Ming, trying to appear more composed, “You don’t need to come for me, I will go on my own!” She wasn’t scared, for Li Shengxiao had to take into account Rong Yan’s feelings, so he would hesitate to do anything to her out of apprehension, at most trying to intimidate her. She just had to insist that she had no idea there was something wrong with that drink!
Gu Ming gave her a mocking glance, not taking the strength she was mustering seriously.
Heh, putting up a brave front on the outside, but the eyes betray insecurity, and her steps are shaky and weak. Who is she fooling?
Speaking of strength… when he had been dealing with the aftermath in room 1214, walking in to see so much blood, the shards of glass on the ground, and when he saw the shockingly deep cuts on Miss Rong’s palms as she got in the car—that was what you call true grit!
Weiwei’s display is nothing but a futile imitation, like a balloon that bursts at the slightest poke!
Inside Kangfei Hospital, Cui Jiangjing personally led the charge with a team of over a dozen specialists to assist Rong Yan. He first performed a CT scan on Rong Yan to check for internal injuries. Once he confirmed there were no issues, he then treated her for formidable wounds like those on her palms that revealed bone beneath.
Sewing up the external injuries took time.
Li Shengxiao waited outside the operating room the entire time.
The air seemed to freeze, chilling to the core.
Gu Ming brought people over but did not rush to report to him, waiting until Cui Jiangjing and a group of doctors wheeled someone out of the operating room.
“How is it!” the distinguished man practically sprinted over, pressing his thin lips tightly together.
Cui Jiangjing removed his mask, finally revealing a carefree smile, and patted his shoulder, “Rong Yan is fine. She has some external injuries. The worst one was on her hand, which I’ve stitched up for her. The rest should be fine once she wakes up.”
Afterwards, he added, “She’s still unconscious because of the remaining effects of the medication in her system. She’s headstrong, and despite being injured, she stubbornly stood under the cold shower for so long that her wounds couldn’t heal properly, and she lost quite a bit of blood. Her resistance dropped, and it was sheer willpower that kept her from collapsing. Probably reassured by seeing you, she then fainted.”
“The only problem now is that she might develop a fever tonight, but that’s not an issue. I’ve already asked the experts to be vigilant tonight. With so many elite professionals here, a slight fever caused by excessive blood loss is not a concern for you.”
Rong Yan had deep, bone-deep wounds on her body, and a fever wasn’t a minor matter, but not when you have such strong medical resources. In the hands of these formidable specialists, it’s a small problem.