Chapter 756 - Linfeng is Hurt

In the next hour, the dust soon settled.

Xiong Zhi's backup team finally arrived on site. After saving the two still living, although heavily tortured spies in the basement, they retrieved the other two spies' dead bodies to give them a proper burial. 

Linfeng ordered the subordinates to erase all the traces that could be linked to Xiong Zhi's spies, even including the bloodstains. 

After making sure that they were ready to go, they called the police anonymously.

The police arrived ten minutes later at the abandoned factory. The national investigation team will further investigate the dead bodies and the illegal weapons that were found in the factory.

Although it remained a mystery which parties fought in this place, this incident was released to the public, making the already tense national atmosphere become even more depressing.

.....

Xiong Zhi was waiting at the IHZHI company's entrance. She had been on tenterhooks ever since Linfeng left for the mysterious address. While she was pacing back and forth, a group of cars arrived in front of IHZHI. 

It was her subordinates' vehicles, and Linfeng's car was there as well.

Xiong Zhi immediately ran towards them. "Linfeng!"

Linfeng was the first to come out. "Zhi'er, you should have waited upstairs." 

Linfeng tried to adjust the cloak. "These are only shallow wounds, don't worry--"

The frozen Xiong Zhi immediately moved and pulled his cloak apart. 

Her eyes turned wide when she saw multiple wounds on his body and the tattered clothes. There were obviously critical wounds on his abdomen and arm. 

Xiong Zhi bit her lips. 

He should be in a hospital right now, being attended by the doctors and nurses.

But she also understood why he came here. It was to avoid suspicion.

Xiong Zhi fixed his cloak. In a chilly voice, she spoke. "Let's go up."

Linfeng: She's mad.

While walking, Xiong Zhi took her phone out and called a certain number. 

With the phone on her ear, Xiong Zhi hissed at Linfeng. "Why didn't you dress it up first? Are you trying to kill yourself?"

Linfeng: Ah, she's really mad. But I worked very hard though.

Xiong Zhi was hard this time. She ignored his aggrieved look.

The other line answered. "Who is this?"

Xiong Zhi: "Lu Yin Ze, please do me a favor. Send the best doctors in treating gun wounds that you have to IHZHI Company. As fast as possible. Keep it a secret."

"Wha--"

Toot. Toot. Toot.

Lu Yin Ze looked at his phone, stunned. 

For Xiong Zhi to personally call him first, this must be urgent. Who got hurt?

Suddenly, he remembered Lu Jin's words earlier. 

Could it be related to that..?

Anxious, Lu Yin Ze immediately called the hospital and discreetly sent the doctors he trusted quickly.

...

Xiong Zhi pulled Linfeng to the private elevator. Her face remained cold.

Linfeng spoke. "My wounds look bad, but if you look closely, the flow of blood is very slow. It's not life threatening."

Xiong Zhi did not speak. When they were finally alone in the elevator, she faced Linfeng. She then noticed the two-inch wound just near his neck. 

Her heart thumped. Her face darkened. If the slice was just a little further down, Linfeng might have died.

Linfeng tried to break the silence and reported.

"My men are after the cargo. I have sent reinforcements for them. This incident will likely turn out bigger than we expected. Ming Zhi Yi might really catch us this time."

"...."

"However, he will not know who was after him. The people I sent have ways to hide their identities. We can only wait for news, if they will be successful in intercepting the cargo or not."

"...."

There was a heavy silence in the air.

Linfeng peeked at Xiong Zhi. He was not used to this side of Xiong Zhi directed at him.

It seemed… he had gotten used to her unfailing pampering.

He looked down at their intertwined hands. 

She was holding his hand tightly. 

Linfeng could not bear to see Xiong Zhi so silent like this.

He knew that she got really worried after seeing him like this. But he was really fine. 

Linfeng faced the silent Xiong Zhi. He was about to hug her.

"Don't hug me."

"..."

"You might get hurt. We should dress your wounds first. Once they are healed, we can hug then."

A bolt of lightning seemed to strike Linfeng. 

Did it mean that their intimate contact would be less?

"I'm really okay--"

Xiong Zhi looked at him coldly. 

Linfeng's head drooped slightly. "Alright..."

They arrived at the chairman's floor and walked towards Xiong Zhi's office. 

They met Fang Dien on the way. 

"Boss," he greeted.

Xiong Zhi spoke to him while still walking. "Bring the emergency kit to my office."

Fang Dien also saw Linfeng's sorry appearance. He nodded and quickly hurried to get the kit.

Xiong Zhi carefully helped take off the cloak from Linfeng's shoulders. She made Linfeng sit down on the couch.

"Boss, I will leave it here." Fang Dien put the kit on the table. 

"Thank you."

"Don't mention it. I will take my leave now." 

He bowed and then left, since the two seemed like they had something to talk about.

No way, the atmosphere there was terrible! Only fools would stay!

Xiong Zhi opened the kit and paused. She was not sure how to do it, so after thinking, she looked up at Linfeng blankly.

"What to do first?"

Linfeng blinked. His Young Miss was acting calm, but he could feel that she was about to explode anytime. "Cleaning first, so... Alcohol."

Xiong Zhi quietly took the alcohol and cotton. Next, she took off Linfeng's tattered shirt. When she saw his body fully, she froze. 

There were many wounds. Blood had already begun to clot here and there. There were also smudges of ashes and dust.

Xiong Zhi's hand that was holding the alcohol shook. She calmed down the anger and heartache in her heart. "What to do?"

"Dab it with cotton first… No, let me do it." 

Linfeng was about to take the alcohol from Xiong Zhi's shaking hands when the latter avoided it and glared at him. 

"No. You are injured. Can you even move? If I could carry you, I would have done it earlier."

Linfeng: ...But why are you angry at me?

But he still obediently lowered his hand like a good boy.

With red eyes, Xiong Zhi dabbed the cotton pad with alcohol and cleaned the wound on his abdomen. She was meticulous to not touch the wound itself and focused on the surrounding areas. Once the doctors arrived, they could clean it.

Her forehead was sweating. She poured all of her energy on cleaning his wounds. 

Time passed with only the silence and heavy breathing in the office.

When she was cleaning the wound on his arm, Xiong Zhi was finally unable to hold it in. 

In a cold but repressed tone, she woodenly asked, "Why do you have so many wounds? I told you to be careful. You did not have to face them alone. You should have waited for my people to arrive."