Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
“Yes? Who’s the one beating?” As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Zhe charged toward the group of people. Every punch and kick was filled with power and explosive force. He was fast, ruthless, and accurate.
In the blink of an eye, a bunch of moaning men was lying on the ground, and the scene was extremely chaotic.
“You … Who are you? Don’t come over!” The last man standing was scared out of his wits. He stammered out these words, turned around, and ran away. He was afraid that if he ran a second late, he would become one of the people lying on the ground.
Seeing this, Yu Zhao’s mouth twitched. This guy was too valiant.
He looked sick every day.
Jiang Zhe turned around and glanced at her. “Let’s go.”
After saying that, he walked straight to his car.
Yu Zhao shrugged her shoulders and followed.
When Jiang Zhe was about to reach the car, he suddenly bent and looked uncomfortable.
Seeing this, Yu Zhao looked at him doubtfully. Just as he was about to ask, she saw him holding his chest and squatting.
“What’s wrong with you?”
“Cough, cough…” Jiang Zhe coughed dryly. Large beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He looked like he was in pain. “I think… the poisoned area is starting to hurt.”
“Get in the car. I’ll take you to the hospital now.” Yu Zhao’s lips pursed into a straight line. She helped Jiang Zhe into the passenger seat without hesitation.
Jiang Zhe weakly leaned back in his chair. He closed his eyes and forced himself to calm down. However, the waves of pain coming from his waist made him unable to hold on.
Just before he passed out, Yu Zhao’s stubborn face seemed to appear in his mind, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.
Half an hour later, the sports car arrived at RZ Hospital.
On the way, Yu Zhao had contacted Xing Lin in advance. Xing Lin had been waiting in front of the hospital for a long time, with a group of doctors and a stretcher.
“Go and park the car.” Yu Zhao handed the car keys to Xing Lin, who was about to help Jiang Zhe up.
Xing Lin was stunned for a moment. “Did you drive the car here?”
“What else? Did you drive it then?” Yu Zhao glared at him as if he was an idiot. She turned around and pushed Jiang Zhe out of the car with the other doctors. They rushed toward the emergency department.
Xing Lin touched the tip of his nose and muttered, “What a freak!”
When Jiang Zhe woke up, it was already 3 a.m.
The sky outside the window was dark, and the stars hung in the sky. The whole city seemed particularly lonely.
He frowned and endured the intense pain from his waist.
His hand moved slightly and touched a soft lump.
He lowered his head and found that Yu Zhao was still accompanying him, even sleeping beside his bed.
“You’re awake.” Yu Zhao woke up almost at the same time as Jiang Zhe.
“Did I wake you up?” Jiang Zhe asked instead of answering.
Yu Zhao shook her head, sat up straight, and stretched. “I’m a light sleeper.”
It wasn’t like that actually. It was just that she had been training at the base for many years and had long gotten used to this kind of life with a sensitive sleep.
“Did you save me?” Jiang Zhe glanced at Yu Zhao and opened his thin lips.
Hearing this, Yu Zhao immediately took out her phone from her bag. “Wait a minute, I’ll call Dr. Zhao.”
She stood up and walked out of the ward.
“Where to?” Jiang Zhe frowned. He didn’t hear her clearly, so his tone was slightly reproachful.
“None of your business!” Yu Zhao responded and left the ward without looking back.
Jiang Zhe stared at her back, not knowing whether to be angry or laugh.
“This girl’s temper is getting worse!”
“Hehe! Our Young Master Jiang’s temper has always been bad, not to mention that he was provoked this time,” Xing Lin gloated at him.
“Cut the crap. Did you see her movements?” Jiang Zhe’s deep eyes darkened and he asked another question.
Xing Lin lazily leaned against the window and said, “No one saw how she did it. When we entered, the pus on your waist had already been partially removed.”
The man on the bed was silent for a moment.
“Could she really be Master Rizhao’s disciple?” Jiang Zhe’s sharp eyes narrowed.
“All in all, Yu Zhao solved a quarter of the problems that dozens of doctors couldn’t solve in minutes.”
Even Xing Lin found it unbelievable.
Jiang Zhe nodded. His gaze fell in the direction where Yu Zhao had disappeared. He muttered, “It seems like she’s stronger than I expected.”
When he saw her dealing with seven or eight gangsters by herself, he was shocked.
And when he was poisoned, this little girl could still detoxify him alone…
“As expected of the talent that our Young Master Jiang values!” Xing Lin clicked his tongue.”Young Master Jiang, are you sure you’re not in love with her?”
“What nonsense are you saying?” Jiang Zhe glared at him coldly. “I only admire her. I won’t fall in love with anyone.”