Chapter 161

Chapter 161 - Don't Force Me to Shoot!

After being asked again, the nurse snapped to attention and quickly replied, “You just need to go to the ICU...”

Zhang Xiaolong wasn't particularly interested in the answer. He leaned slightly forward, resting against the service counter, and asked nonchalantly, “Why are there police officers in the hospital? I heard about a shooting incident yesterday involving Miss Su. Is it possible that the perpetrator is being treated here?”

The nurse, having nothing else to occupy her, assumed the attractive gentleman was striking up a conversation. She responded, “Exactly. Ah, Miss Su is so beautiful and wealthy, yet sadly, those things don't matter now...” T/his chapter is updated by nov(ê(l)biin.co/m

“Can't our hospital save her?” inquired Zhang Xiaolong.

“In cases of such severe injuries, there's little hope of survival, even in the most advanced hospitals,” the nurse confided, glancing around to ensure no one else was listening. “At this point, it's merely about providing some comfort to the family.”

“I used to know Miss Su, but she's far too rich. Our paths were never meant to cross,” Zhang Xiaolong lamented. “Is she in the ICU?”

“No, she's in the VIP ward on the tenth floor...” As the nurse looked up, she realized the handsome man had vanished. She searched around in confusion and murmured, “Am I hallucinating?”

She wasn't hallucinating; Zhang Xiaolong had just moved too quickly, disappearing from her view in an instant.

Zhang Xiaolong headed straight for the VIP ward on the tenth floor, opting to take the stairs to avoid drawing attention.

Upon reaching the tenth floor, he found the stairwell entrance sealed off. Clearly, the VIP ward was well-protected.

With no other choice, he switched to the elevator. As soon as he emerged on the tenth floor, several police officers fixed their gaze on him, treating him as if he were a suspect.

“Who are you?” one of the officers inquired, eyeing him suspiciously. “What brings you here?”

“I'm in the ward to see a patient, of course...” Zhang Xiaolong began, but he was abruptly cut off.

“Move along. You're not the first journalist trying to slip in. We're not allowing any interviews on this matter. Leave now.” The officer mistook Zhang Xiaolong for a journalist looking to break a story and roughly shoved him back toward the elevator.

With the main entrance no longer an option, yet knowing Su Mei was on the tenth floor, Zhang Xiaolong's task became simpler.

As he frantically searched for a solution, his phone suddenly rang—it was Liu Juan calling. Without a second thought, Zhang Xiaolong quickly hung up, but not before the sound caught the attention of those outside. Someone immediately opened the door and spotted him.

“Who are you?” demanded a bodyguard from the Su family, charging forward.

Zhang Xiaolong had no desire for conflict. “Hold on, I can save Miss Su. Just give me a moment to find the best neurosurgeon available...”

But the bodyguards were not interested in listening. Seeing an intruder in the ward, they launched into action, throwing punches and kicks, intent on apprehending him first and asking questions later.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The bodyguards were skilled fighters, but Zhang Xiaolong was out of their league. In an instant, before they could even graze his clothing, they were all lying on the ground, defeated.

“Freeze! Move again, and I'll shoot!” The police, initially stationed at the elevator entrance, quickly responded to the noise.

Four officers, four guns, all trained on the assailant inside.

“I'm here to save someone,” Zhang Xiaolong said, raising his hands in cooperation. He understood that failing to comply could lead to them opening fire. “Get the top surgeon here. I can save Su Mei.”

“Better start thinking about your own defense!” a police officer retorted as he swiftly handcuffed Zhang Xiaolong.

“I can really save her, but there's no time to waste!” Zhang Xiaolong pleaded urgently.

“Take him away!” His pleas fell on deaf ears.

With a snap, the handcuffs on Zhang Xiaolong's wrists broke into pieces. His actions were lightning-fast, disarming the four officers before they could react, now holding their pistols.

The cold barrel pointed at the lead officer, he demanded, “Find the best surgeon now, or I'll be forced to shoot!”

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