CHAPTER 25: CHAPTER 25: DANGER! INJURED

These days, Jiang Jingming has indeed been very busy, and Sang Yu can hardly see his shadow.

Although she has already reminded him, Sang Yu still couldn’t help but feel a bit worried.

On this day, Sang Yu took her finished drawings to the newspaper office.

As soon as she went out, she saw Song Jiajia standing at the doorstep.

When she saw Sang Yu, Song Jiajia had a look of schadenfreude: "Sang Yu."

Obviously, she came with ill intent, so Sang Yu naturally didn’t have a good expression: "What are you here for?"

Song Jiajia laughed: "I came to see you. I heard Jiang Jingming went out on a mission?"

Sang Yu looked coldly at Song Jiajia.

A flicker of malice and madness crossed Song Jiajia’s eyes: "Sang Yu, enjoy your last few days of life,

because Jiang Jingming is about to die, and then you’ll be a widow."

Sang Yu’s face suddenly turned cold: "How do you know that?"

"I just do."

Seeing Sang Yu’s ugly expression, Song Jiajia was very pleased; don’t think just because you married Jiang Jingming you can become a phoenix.

Sang Yu can only continue living in misery.

"When Jiang Jingming dies, not only will you become a widow, but you’ll also be known as the woman who cursed her husband to death. Sang Yu, your parents also died because of you. If Jiang Jingming dies too, what do you think will happen to you?"

Song Jiajia wore a smug expression.

"By then, you’ll become a notorious jinx."

Sang Yu suddenly laughed as she looked at Song Jiajia: "Really? What a pity."

Song Jiajia was taken aback: "What do you mean?"

"I mean, I haven’t managed to jinx your whole family to death."

"After all, your family living doesn’t add any value to society."

Song Jiajia: "You..."

"Heh, don’t be stubborn, Sang Yu. Just wait, soon you’ll know whether what I said is true or not."

Sang Yu chuckled: "No need to wait, I’ll send you to the police station right now!"

Song Jiajia stepped back two steps, looking at Sang Yu warily: "How can you send me to the police station?"

"How? Cursing a people’s hero. Of course, you should be sent for some good education from the police officers."

After Sang Yu finished speaking, Song Jiajia’s face turned pale and she turned to run.

Sang Yu sneered, what nerve to come and threaten others with such guts.

But since she came, it means Jiang Jingming’s danger is slowly approaching.

That day, Sang Yu was a bit distracted at home.

After all, the book hadn’t made it clear what caused Jiang Jingming to die on duty.

She had no way to tell him in advance what to watch out for.

After Song Jiajia’s disturbance, she felt a bit worried.

After handing in her drawings, Sang Yu thought about going to the police station, but wondered what she could do there.

If Jiang Jingming and the others had already gone on a mission, wouldn’t she just be adding to the chaos?

She was already not much help, adding chaos wasn’t good.

Whenever she stopped, Sang Yu couldn’t help but worry about Jiang Jingming’s safety.

So, in these two days, Sang Yu poured all her time and energy into painting.

She could basically finish painting two to three Chapters in a day.

...

That day.

The phone in the living room rang suddenly.

Sang Yu went downstairs to answer the phone.

"Hello, yes."

"Sis-in-law? It’s Lin Wen, can you come to the hospital, the captain is injured." Lin Wen’s voice sounded anxious.

Sang Yu felt a skip in her heartbeat, has something really happened?

"I’ll be right there."

Sang Yu hung up the phone, not even bothering to change her shoes, and rushed to the hospital.

At the hospital, Lin Wen was standing outside the operating room.

The light of the operating room was still on.

Jiang Jingming had been inside for two hours already.

Lin Wen clenched his fists, his expression tense.

When Sang Yu arrived, she only saw Lin Wen.

"Sis-in-law, you’re here?" Lin Wen’s voice was slightly hoarse.

Sang Yu glanced at the light above the operating room: "How long has he been in there?"

"More than two hours."

Sang Yu didn’t speak further, only hoping the event from the novel wouldn’t happen.

"I’m sorry, sis-in-law."

Lin Wen suddenly knelt in front of Sang Yu.

"What are you doing?" Sang Yu stepped back a few steps, looking at Lin Wen.

"Sis-in-law, it’s all because of me. If the captain hadn’t saved me, he wouldn’t have been shot." Lin Wen was full of remorse,

if it weren’t for his carelessness, the opponent wouldn’t have had the chance to reload.

Jiang Jingming wouldn’t have been shot while saving him.

"Get up first." Sang Yu said, "You don’t have to blame yourself too much for this. You and Brother Jiang are comrades-in-arms. Being comrades means you wouldn’t just stand by and watch him get hurt, right?"

"Of course not!" Lin Wen replied without hesitation.

"Then I think Brother Jiang thinks the same way, so just get up."

Lin Wen was very touched, Sang Yu didn’t blame him but instead comforted him.

"Thank you, sis-in-law."

Sang Yu said: "You should go back and clean up a bit; I’m enough here."

Lin Wen’s clothes were still dirty, it was obvious he had come over right after the mission.

"No need, sis-in-law, I won’t rest easy until we get news about the captain."

Seeing this, Sang Yu didn’t insist either, and waited with Lin Wen outside the operating room.

After another hour, the door of the operating room finally opened.

"Doctor, how is our captain?" Lin Wen rushed to the doctor’s side.

"The patient’s surgery was very successful, the bullet has been removed, and if there’s no fever tonight, he’ll be safe."

The doctor didn’t mention that Jiang Jingming had an extraordinarily strong will to survive, so his body showed no signs of rejection.

This was the most relaxed surgery he had ever performed.

"Thank you, doctor." Sang Yu said.

"You’re welcome, the patient will be transferred to a ward for observation soon."

Because of Jiang Jingming’s special status, he was arranged to have a private ward.

"Now, you can relax and go clean up, right?" Once in the ward, Sang Yu said to Lin Wen.

"Alright, sis-in-law, then I’ll trouble you to take care of the captain, I’ll go clean up and bring food later for you."

"Okay, go ahead."

Once Lin Wen left, Sang Yu sat down on the chair beside.

She looked at Jiang Jingming on the hospital bed, his face pale due to the injury.

Yet there was no sign of dishevelment, his sharp features still cold and composed.

The upper half of his body was undressed due to the surgery, wrapped in white bandages, with traces of fresh scarlet blood seeping through.

She noticed some scars not covered by the bandages, seemingly old.

Perhaps this was a man’s unique badge of honor.

Thinking of the man’s profession, Sang Yu was inexplicably drawn to approach him.

She extended her fingertips to gently touch one of his scars.

Slightly soft, the raised areas were newly formed tissue.

The man suddenly furrowed his brows, Sang Yu was startled, thinking she had hurt him, she quickly withdrew her hand.

For some reason, she felt guilty.

She should just sit quietly.