CHAPTER 306: CHAPTER 293: UNCERTAIN LIFE AND DEATH

The loose strands of hair fluttered in the air, and every time the masked man delivered a flying kick, it landed heavily on his abdomen. With each kick, the force increased, making him unable to underestimate it. As someone who had long practiced internal martial arts, he knew that clashing head-on with external martial arts was not a wise choice.

"Internal Art Pressure Point Strike!" Even though Xiao Lin’s opponent was the masked man, he did not let down his guard against others, striking at them when they least expected it.

"Not so easy!"

The masked man let out a bellow, retracting his right leg and switching to using his left palm to strike at Xiao Lin’s right shoulder. He hadn’t expected the opponent’s control to be so strong; in a flash, his left shoulder was hit hard, forcing him back several steps, feeling the sticky pain spreading through his entire left arm.

"Xiao, I advise you to surrender, or don’t blame me if this bullet doesn’t recognize people." The man with glasses had his gun aimed at Xia Xue’s brow, and Xia Xue was looking towards Xiao Lin, shaking her head at him.

"State your conditions." Xiao Lin asked in a deep voice.

"Your head!"

"Oh! It’s right here on my neck, come and take it yourself!"

"I can’t beat you in a fight, but if you volunteer, that would be the best." The man with glasses pulled the trigger, bang! Xiao Lin’s heart almost stopped.

"Hahahahaha, how’s that feel? I wonder if your woman will be as lucky next time."

"That depends on whether you can move faster than me." Xiao Lin glared, punching the masked man’s raised right leg hard, and the Silver Needle in his hand landed precisely on his right hand.

The gun fell to the ground, the box with the opened trigger made a popping sound, and the bullet jammed in the barrel. Xia Xue’s scream rang uncontrollably throughout the room, and at that moment, the masked man attacked from behind, while the man with glasses pulled out a small gun from his pants aimed at Xiao Lin.

"Don’t!" No one expected the man with glasses to be left-handed; the bullet shot silently, even the most skilled person could not avoid attacks from both the front and back simultaneously. Xia Xue glanced at the man with glasses, pushed hard with her feet, lifting herself into the air, not knowing if she could do it, lunged forward, and the bullet pierced through her waist muscle. She fell onto the gravel, blood staining the pink gown.

"Brother!" Hua Qingyi rushed into the room just in time to see the masked man punch Xiao Lin heavily, but Xiao Lin did not retaliate, just stared blankly at where Xia Xue fell, his eyes deep in thought.

"Damn it!"

Xiao Lin roared in fury, kicking towards the masked man’s left waist, and at that moment, a group of people armed with heavy weapons stormed in.

"You are all under arrest, drop your weapons." The small room was completely surrounded, not even a fly could escape.

The man with glasses attempted to commit suicide by swallowing his gun but was thwarted by Hua Qingyi, who chopped down on his left hand, blood immediately staining the entire floor.

"Take them away!"

What was before him? Xiao Lin couldn’t see; he was like a puppet being led in and out. Hua Qingyi was driven to madness by watching him like this, while Lin Zhifang, who stood aside the whole time, was even more anxious, fearing that the ancestors beside him might also take his head with them at a whim.

"Brother!" Hua Qingyi squatted in front of Xiao Lin: "Let’s check the injury first, alright?"

The third generation Sect Leader of the Hua Family was bowing in public to a Military Doctor and pleading with such a negotiating air. Even if it were Dragon Soul’s Major General, to make the Yanjing Hua Family bend their knees like this, the identity behind must be incredibly shocking. Lin Zhifang was more worried if his own head would still be on his neck tomorrow.

Xiao Lin didn’t move, he never moved, his hands trembling. Hua Qingyi looked on heartbroken; his brother, a man who never knew fear, someone like a god, was trembling helplessly like a child. Perhaps others didn’t understand, but he knew that Hu Zi’s death had never left Xiao Lin’s heart; otherwise, he wouldn’t have left Dragon Soul so suddenly, and now...

The operating room door opened, and the chief Doctor came out with both hands raised. As if touched by a nerve, Xiao Lin jumped up, staring straight at the Doctor, unable to utter a word. The chief surgeon was startled by Xiao Lin’s sudden move and quickly backed into another door, the surgery door closing, its light still on.

When the Xia Family arrived, the entire surgery floor of the hospital was already under tight surveillance by Li Jian.

"Brother, Xia Yusheng is here." Still no significant reaction, Hua Qingyi stood up and walked out of the waiting area.

"Young Master Hua!" Xia Yusheng saw Hua Qingyi come out, hurriedly greeting him: "Xia Xue, she..."

"Uncle Xia, I’m sorry, my brother is not in a good state right now, it may be best for you to come back tomorrow. I’ll have someone update you on Xia Xue’s condition anytime." Xia Yusheng wasn’t an idiot, he understood Hua Qingyi’s underlying message, suddenly feeling the tragedy of life. The person lying inside was his daughter, yet as her father, he needed someone else’s permission to visit her.

"Thank you, Young Master Hua!"

"Brother!" Seeing Xiao Lin come out of the waiting room, half of him appeared to be soaked in a tub of blood.

"Let him in." Xiao Lin didn’t look at Xia Yusheng, not even offering an explanation. He glanced at the elevator before heading towards the emergency exit.

"Brother! Where are you going?" Xiao Lin leaned against the stairwell, his eyes vacantly gazing at the white ceiling. Hua Qingyi wanted to approach but was stopped by Xiao Lin.

"Brother, don’t be like this."

Heh heh heh! Suddenly Xiao Lin started laughing, descending the stairs, his laughter of helplessness echoing throughout the stairwell. Hua Qingyi followed him, maintaining a certain distance. He knew that saying anything now was useless; Xiao Lin wouldn’t listen at all. Perhaps, if the roles were reversed, he would react the same way. No one can remain calm when seeing their woman injured and uncertain of life due to their actions. Especially someone as loyal as Xiao Lin, he was only worried that if the wound on the left shoulder were not treated, it might become permanently disabling.

Hua Qingyi wasn’t an impulsive person, and neither was Xiao Lin, yet who now could persuade this man, as obstinate as a mule? He believed that if Xia Xue didn’t wake up, this master wouldn’t care for himself. He understood the man before him.

"Brother!" Watching Xiao Lin slip and fall down the stairs, Hua Qingyi quickly leaped forward, catching him in his arms: "Don’t scare me! Brother, are you all right?"

Seeing someone fall down the stairs, a crowd quickly gathered around.

"Step back!" Hua Qingyi roared at the surrounding people, lifting Xiao Lin completely, and carrying him out of the hospital.

A luxury business car happened to stop at the hospital entrance. A man wearing sunglasses stepped out, followed by two others, brushing past Hua Qingyi. Suddenly the man in the middle stopped.

"Excuse me!" He caught up with Hua Qingyi in a couple of strides, leading him to his luxury car: "Excuse me, is the person you are carrying a Military Doctor?"

"Who are you?" To Hua Qingyi, this person seemed familiar; he seemed to have seen this face somewhere before.

"He needs treatment! I have a good clinic to provide it." The man glanced at Hua Qingyi, showing his charming smile. Compared to the gentleman before him, his handsome looks stood out even more: "Young Master Hua, do you lack confidence in yourself?" (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly passes. Your support is my greatest motivation.)