102: Chapter 101: Fetch the Bullet 102: Chapter 101: Fetch the Bullet “Song Yun, you should stop the bleeding first, or you’ll bleed to death,” Li Shishi urgently said to Song Yun, as she saw more and more blood flowing through the seams of Song Yun’s hands, bright and bloody.

“Yes, Mr.

Song, let’s talk later.

For now, you need to stop the bleeding,” Wang Dong advised from the side and instructed the housekeeper to go downstairs for the medical kit.

“Does Director Wang have a knife at home?

Find me a fast one, I need it.

Shishi, go help me take out a bullet from the revolver, pour out the gunpowder, I’ll need it for treating the wound later,” Song Yun said with a pale face.

“We should go to the hospital now; you can’t just treat this wound lightly here,” Li Shishi urgently spoke, knowing that the gunpowder was for pouring onto the wound and then igniting it to treat a gunshot wound, but they didn’t have any supplies or anesthetics here.

First, the method was very painful, and second, if Song Yun accidentally damaged a blood vessel and caused a hemorrhage, it would be all over.

“It’s too late now, Director Wang, go get me a knife, a dagger would be best,” Song Yun calmly said.

Wang Dong returned quickly from outside, holding a military dagger in his hand.

Song Yun tested the sharpness of the blade, found it acceptable, and then said, “Is there any kind of small bottle?

I’m afraid I might bite my tongue.”

“Could a ball of thread do?” Wang Dong carefully asked, it looked like Song Yun intended to take care of it himself, a fierce man the likes of whom he had never seen in his life.

“That’ll do, as long as it can block my mouth.”

Once everything was ready, Song Yun told everyone, “You all go outside first; I’ll call you back in once I’ve taken care of it.” Seeing that Li Shishi still looked heavily burdened, Song Yun fiercely pulled her into an embrace and kissed her on the forehead, saying, “Don’t worry, my dream is too big to die before achieving it.

I wouldn’t be willing to die without fulfilling that dream.”

Li Shishi gently hit Song Yun, her eyes brimming with tears as she choked out, “You absolutely can’t die, if you die, I will never forgive you.

If you live, then I’ll allow you to have this dream.” She sealed her words with a kiss on his mouth and walked out of the room, looking back thrice with each step.

Song Yun touched the dagger with a bitter smile and said, “Whether I can live today depends on how sharp you are.”

Then, after using a lighter to briefly sterilize the dagger, he stabbed it into the muscle near his shoulder blade.

When the tip of the dagger touched the bullet casing, Song Yun stopped, first biting the ball of thread and letting out several low growls, then he cut open all the muscle around the bullet casing and clamped it out with tweezers.

During the process, Song Yun’s actions were as smooth and flowing as drifting clouds, without a single pause.

Everyone waiting outside clenched their fists, waiting anxiously for Song Yun’s final result.

Suddenly, a series of low growls came from the room.

One couldn’t really make them out without listening carefully.

Li Shishi could no longer suppress her feelings and pushed the door open a crack to peek inside, but with just one glance, she witnessed a scene that made her tremble for the rest of her life.

Song Yun was seen frantically cutting the muscles near his shoulder blade with one hand, while tentatively clamping out the bullet casing with tweezers in the other; his grotesque expression frightened her.

However, seeing Song Yun successfully extract the bullet casing, Li Shishi’s suppressed emotions broke free, and tears streamed down her cheeks.

After gently touching the door, Li Shishi cried out, “If anything happens to Song Yun, I will never let you off the hook.”

Wang Dong could only give a bitter smile in return; the whole incident had been caused by the foolishness of his own son, and the consequences should rightfully be borne by his entire family.

If something actually happened to Song Yun, it wouldn’t just be resolved with a simple scolding.

Mr.

Li would definitely be displeased with him, and the nation would launch a thorough investigation into the officialdom of Sunan City because of the loss of a capable agent.

Is it so easy to find members of the National Security Bureau?

They are the elites of the elites, trained or recruited from other places, and losing one means one less to count on.

Training others is not only expensive but also time-consuming, and this is most critical because the nation needs the Bureau’s people to patrol places and carry out missions constantly.

If Song Yun were to die just here in Sunan, the shockwave would last for several years — until another National Security special envoy took over his responsibilities in this region.

Moreover, the next special envoy was likely not going to give Sunan City’s officials a warm reception.

Although the National Security Bureau also has small divisions, if a team member dies under mysterious circumstances, the entire Bureau would mobilize to avenge their fallen comrade.

“Song Yun, oh Song Yun, you must not die,” Wang Dong silently prayed.

At that moment, the growling sound from inside the room grew louder.

Li Shishi pushed the door open and saw Song Yun had already ignited the gunpowder sprinkled on his wound.

The scent of something burning suffused the entire room.

Song Yun, with a pallid face, turned to look at everyone with a wretched smile before collapsing to the floor.

Li Shishi hurriedly moved forward to help him up.

Song Yun smiled and said, “I’m still alive, don’t forget the promise you made to me.”

“Fool, fool, fool, you’re just an asshole, a son of a bitch.

Don’t ever scare me like this again.

I don’t need you to marry only me in the future, but I hope to have a place in your heart.

I find myself unable to be apart from you more and more.

I’ll cling to you for the rest of my life; even if you die, I won’t leave,” Li Shishi embraced Song Yun and sobbed.

“You’re the fool.

You have the most important place in my heart; you couldn’t shake me off even if you tried.

Stop crying, your makeup is running,” Song Yun said as he wiped the tears from Li Shishi’s face with his hand.

“Hmph, I regret it.

I don’t like you anymore, you philanderer,” Li Shishi sniffled, pouting petulantly.

“It’s too late.

I’m telling you if you end up with someone else in the end, I’ll kill that son of a bitch.

If you’re with someone else, I’ll kill one person after another, until you come back to me,” Song Yun said with a laugh.

“You’re too domineering,” Li Shishi said poutingly with feigned naïveté.

“Don’t worry, my heart belongs to you in this lifetime.”

After Li Shishi helped him up, Song Yun sat on a chair and said, “I’ve dealt with my wound; can we deal with the matter at hand now?”

Judging by her husband’s reactions just now, the middle-aged woman had pretty much figured out that this young man was someone important, someone before whom even her husband had to behave himself.

“I will compensate for your loss, but please spare Xiao Nian’s life,” the middle-aged woman begged on her knees.

“I don’t like people kneeling before me.

I won’t take his life; I wouldn’t wish to dirty my hands.

But while a death penalty can be avoided, punishment cannot.

I demand that you do not give him a single penny and force him to work.

Only when he has experienced the vicissitudes of life will he realize how immature his previous actions were.

Moreover, he must donate half of his monthly salary to help those in need,” Song Yun said weakly.

“Thank you for your magnanimity,” Wang Dong said, frowning.

If they could deal with this incident in this way, it wouldn’t be so bad.

At least Xiao Nian would still have a life.

As for going to work and the like, Wang Dong was even happier.

He had long been fed up with Wang Nian loitering around the house doing nothing, and every time he found him a job, it was the same: he would skip out after a few days, never lasting long.

Now, with Song Yun’s words, the young man would lead a steadier life than his previous mischief-ridden one.