In the middle of the night, there was no movement at the door. Jiang Ruoyue got up from the sofa and took a look at the heavy rain outside. Was she still kneeling?

How could He Yi's body hold up?

After thinking about it, Jiang Ruoyue still called Yang Ming.

"Sorry, the phone you dialed has been turned off."

Yang Ming's phone was lost during the firefight.

Yang Ming's phone number couldn't be reached. Jiang Ruoyue's chest felt tight and she simply dialed He Yi's number.

After the phone rang for more than ten seconds, it was connected. Jiang Ruoyue quickly asked: "Husband, are you back?"

Hearing no sound of rain, Jiang Ruoyue guessed that He Yi was no longer kneeling down and breathed a sigh of relief.

At this end, the doctor was holding a checklist and making an urgent report to He Yi.

"Mr. He, the bullet hit the patient's pulmonary artery, causing massive bleeding. The patient has fallen into a deep coma. You must be mentally prepared. The chance of being rescued is very small."

He Yi: "We must save him at all costs."

"This, Mr. He, you are really making things difficult for me."

"Stop talking nonsense and perform surgery on him quickly. By the way, you know this and I know it. People who shouldn't know can't know, otherwise, they will bear the consequences." This was Leng Xiao's voice.

Because it was a gunshot wound, we couldn't make it public.

The doctor nodded in a cold sweat and assured: "Don't worry, I know."

Jiang Ruoyue, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, was immediately frightened again. The bullet penetrated the patient's lungs... Who is this patient?

"Yue'er." He Yi then replied to Jiang Ruoyue.

"What happened? You were hurt, weren't you?"

He Yi comforted Jiang Ruoyue: "Yang Ming is injured. I'm fine. You have a good rest. I'll take him to the operating room first."

Yang Ming was injured, and Jiang Ruoyue felt that her brain was lacking oxygen. Just a few hours ago, he sent her back.

"good."

Yang Ming has followed He Yi for many years, going through life and death for He Yi. As long as there is a slight chance, he will save people.

The door to the operating room was closed, and inside, the doctor nervously began to operate on Yang Ming.

In the corridor, He Yi stood at the door of the operating room, motionless, his face covered with frost.

Leng Xiao came over and said, "Go and take a nap, I'll watch over you."

He had known Yang Ming for many years, and it made him uncomfortable to see Yang Ming being pushed into the operating room unconscious.

"No need."

Leng Xiao didn't try to persuade him any more.

He Yi turned sideways: "Have you dealt with the two people you brought back?"

"Not yet, I took them to the utility room in the underground garage."

Those two men were He Chen's men. Both of them were injured, but the injuries were not critical. Before they had time to evacuate, they were captured by Leng Xiao and brought back.

"Go and have a look."

In the utility room, after a burst of wails of painful wounds, someone started talking.

"Brother Yong, do you have anything else on your mind? We have one minute to live now, one minute less. The knife is hanging over our heads. I don't know if that person is dead or not."

"Whether we die or not, we don't have any hope of survival. That person is He Yi's right-hand man. He Yi must be furious now. It would be nice if he can give us a happy death later. As for Nian Nian, I don't have any.

We are just unwilling to give in. We should have a sure chance of victory, but we still failed to kill He Yi."

"Is victory certain?"

"No, Third Young Master was fully prepared for this operation. Third Young Master even specially arrested a woman and asked about He Yi's injuries before finally deciding to take action tonight."

"How does that woman know if He Yi is injured?"

"How would I know this? I heard this from people around Third Young Master."

.He Yi and Leng Xiao standing outside the door, their faces were covered with a layer of frost, so that woman was indispensable for all this.

Leng Xiao frowned, woman, who knows if He Yi is injured? All the maids in his villa are there, and there are not many of them. This woman is even less likely to be Jiang Ruoyue.

Leng Xiao kicked the door open, and the two people inside were startled by the loud noise.

Leng Xiao, wrapped in air-conditioning, quickly walked over and grabbed a person's scalp.

"Who is that woman?"

"Which...a woman..."

"Stop pretending to me, tell me about the woman you just talked about."

"I don't know either. I have heard about it. I only know that a woman was arrested and asked about He Yi's injuries. As for who that woman is, I really don't know..."

Leng Xiao increased his intensity, and the man felt that his scalp was about to be pulled off.

"I really don't... know... please, just kill me."

After letting go of the man, Leng Xiao and He Yi looked at each other. At this time, the two of them thought of the same person.

He Yi narrowed his eyes: "Miss Tang, are you still staying in your villa?"

Leng Xiao felt his scalp tighten and shook his head.

He felt slightly annoyed again. He had warned this woman not to say a word about what she saw, and her words fell on deaf ears.

Realizing that He Yi had been staring at him, Leng Xiao took out his mobile phone. He remembered that Tang Zhiyu had saved her phone number in his mobile phone.

Sure enough, he found it and he dialed it.

"Brother Leng."

Leng Xiao said decisively: "Where are you?"

"I'm at home, what's wrong?"

How could he be at home and not be arrested by He Chen? Leng Xiao then thought again, maybe he was let back after telling what He Chen wanted.

Leng Xiao twitched his lips: "Come to the hospital."

"Hospital, are you sick?" Tang Zhiyu immediately asked with concern.

Before Leng Xiao could answer, Tang Zhiyu continued.

"Okay, which hospital? I'll come over now."

Leng Xiao reported the name of the hospital.

Twenty minutes later, Tang Zhiyu hurriedly arrived at the hospital Leng Xiao mentioned. She did not forget to buy a large basket of fruits.

Pushing open the door, Tang Zhiyu spoke first: "Brother Leng, where are you injured? Why did you come to the garage?"

After coming in and taking a clear look at the empty and lonely room, Tang Zhiyu was stunned. She glanced at the two people lying on the ground in the room, lingering, and her tone became weaker and weaker.

"What's going on?"

This room is filled with coldness, depression, and murderous aura.

The man she was worried about stood intact, staring at her with a cold light in his eyes.

"What happened to you after you left me?"

Tang Zhiyu was stunned, but she didn't want to recall that terrible scene, so she shook her head.

"Nothing happened. After leaving you, I went home directly."

Lie! In the past twenty minutes, he had asked people to check Tang Zhiyu's whereabouts. After leaving him, she was indeed taken away.

"Tang Zhiyu, you deserve to die." Suddenly, a black gun was pressed against Tang Zhiyu's forehead, and the person holding the gun was none other than Leng Xiao.

The cold muzzle of the gun pressed against his fragile temple, and the fruit basket in Tang Zhiyu's hand suddenly fell to the ground.

"Brother Leng, why are you pointing a gun at me?"

"Oh, Miss Tang is very good at pretending to be stupid. What did you do? You know in your heart that Yang Ming is in danger now and you need to pay the price for it." Leng Xiao was filled with indignation.

Tang Zhiyu stammered: "Brother Yang, is he in danger?"

"Keep pretending to be stupid with me, okay, I will review it for you. After you left my place, you were captured by He Chen's people. They asked you about He Yi's injuries, and you told them, and they took advantage of it.

At one o'clock, He Yi was ambushed at night, and Yang Ming was shot as a result. Tang Zhiyu, you must pay the price for everything you have done."

Leng Xiao almost said every word through gritted teeth. Tang Zhiyu felt that he might shoot himself to pieces out of anger at any time. Her palms kept sweating.

I never expected that I would run into such a Shura field.

But Leng Xiao was wrong. She didn't reveal a word about He Yi's injury. Just because she liked him, she would rather be insulted than say anything.

"Brother Leng, you misunderstood. Yes, I admit that I just lied to you. I didn't go home directly. I was kidnapped on the way. They took me to a dilapidated house and asked me about Mr. He's injuries.

, and threatened me, and they even wanted to... But you must believe me, I didn’t say a word about Mr. He’s injury. Really, if I had, I would have been struck by lightning and killed by lightning.

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To be continued...