183: Chapter 181: Feels Not Simple 183: Chapter 181: Feels Not Simple “It’s bad, Captain Song, the victim is vomiting blood at an alarming rate, and I don’t think he’ll make it until the ambulance arrives,” a police officer ran over and said.
Song Qingyu raised her brows and walked over, followed by Tangyu.
They quickly reached a car that had been wrecked beyond recognition, covered in wounds and deformities.
It was clear from the car’s severely misshapen form and bullet holes that it had been subjected to multiple impacts and a barrage of gunfire.
Next to the car, a man who appeared to be in his thirties was propped up, his body almost entirely covered in blood, tightly gripping a silver-colored handgun.
Blood was spurting from his chest like a fountain, and black blood spilled from his mouth, his face a ghastly pale.
However, his face showed no signs of pain; his teeth were gritted, indicating he had endured all his suffering.
His eyes, stained red with blood, were nearly impossible to open, and his breath was faint, seemingly on the brink of death.
“Hmm.” Tangyu’s gaze fell on the man, and from the powerful life force and pulse emanating from the man’s body, Tangyu could tell this man was definitely an expert.
If it had been an ordinary person, a bullet to the heart would have been instantly fatal; they wouldn’t have been able to hold on until now.
It was solely due to his physical strength and willpower that he had managed to endure so far, but the situation was worsening and allowing no room for optimism.
Without immediate bullet removal and treatment, death was certain.
Tangyu’s eyes also began scouring the surroundings, his eyebrows slightly raised as if he had discovered something.
“Hurry up and press for the ambulance,” Song Qingyu ordered coldly.
The man’s lips suddenly moved, and he managed to utter a few words: “Quick, save my young master, hurry—”
Song Qingyu frowned, squatting down beside the man and asked, “Who is your young master?
What’s wrong with him?
And where is he now?”
“Ugh—” Another mouthful of fresh blood was spat out by the man, which was a bad sign.
“The situation here doesn’t seem simple.
With the Yin Medical Sect emerging, they will definitely try to control major forces.
Considering the modes of operation of the Yin Medical Sect, they will not engage in minor skirmishes; they could very well ignite a catastrophe in Hua Country.
Perhaps this man’s young master knows something.
Regardless of whether he does or doesn’t, as long as there’s the slightest possibility, we cannot give up,” Tangyu pondered inwardly.
With his master relinquishing control, the affairs of the Yin Medical Sect could only be investigated by Tangyu himself.
Currently, he had no leads at all and was clueless about where to begin.
This incident, his instincts told him, was complicated, so he had also started making connections with the Yin Medical Sect.
Tangyu was determined not to give up as long as there was a one in a million chance, a trait that was characteristically his style.
“Let me have a look,” Tangyu said.
Song Qingyu glanced at Tangyu and immediately responded, “Sure, take a look.” She naturally trusted Tangyu’s medical skills.
Tangyu approached the man.
The bullet had struck the heart; for any ordinary individual, it would have pierced the heart and led to certain death.
But this man had managed to block the bullet with his muscle tension, preventing it from penetrating his chest muscles and piercing his heart.
Once the heart is breached, death is inevitable.
However, at this moment, the situation was still perilous, as the bullet had likely entered the heart, not causing it to rupture but still damaging it.
Any rash attempt to remove the bullet meant certain death.
That the man had managed to hold on until now without dying was no small feat.
Using chest muscles to stop a bullet indicated exceptional physical condition, definitely stronger than that of Huangfu Jing’s bodyguard.
This was the first time Tangyu had encountered such a skilled individual, and he felt a degree of pity for him.
Tangyu used his Immortal Finger technique and pointed it at the man’s chest.
A strong sense of hostility emanated from the man’s body, evident even at the brink of his condition.
Yet, with no power left to resist, Tangyu’s Immortal Finger touched the man’s chest, injecting Pure Yang Qi towards the bullet.
The bullet was soon forced out and fell to the ground.
As the bullet was extracted, Tangyu used the Pure Yang Power to repair the small tear in the heart made by the bullet.
“Alright, he shouldn’t die now.
Hurry and get him to a hospital for treatment,” Tangyu withdrew his finger and informed Song Qingyu.
Song Qingyu was slightly startled, a trace of surprise flashing in her eyes—the whole process hadn’t taken more than three seconds to extract the bullet.
It seemed like the man’s vital signs had stabilized.
Although she didn’t doubt Tangyu’s medical expertise, such an outcome still amazed her.
Her subordinates, too, looked at Tangyu with unabashed astonishment.
“Thanks,” Song Qingyu said.
Every time she encountered a problem, Tangyu would appear before her and solve it with ease.
This made her feel an odd, indescribable sentiment towards him.
“Don’t mention it; I didn’t save you after all.
By the way, Captain Song, if he wakes up, let me know.
Also, if you’re free tomorrow, I would like to talk to you about the matter you sought me for,” Tangyu said.
“Oh,” Song Qingyu’s eyes brightened, revealing a hint of joy, and she nodded, “Okay, I’ll come to you tomorrow morning.”
“Alright then, see you tomorrow.
I’m leaving,” Tangyu said with a nod and a smile.
Back in the car, Zhao Xinxin looked over at Tangyu and said with a light smile, “Oh, I see you were dazzled by a beauty—I was wondering why you were so eager.
Why didn’t you chat with her more?”
Liu Shanshan also glanced at Tangyu, not knowing why but feeling an inexplicable sourness in her heart whenever she saw him with another woman.
“Not really, I actually had something to discuss with her,” Tangyu said, his main reason for getting out of the car was to talk to Song Qingyu about the meeting tomorrow.
“Come on, don’t play the innocent card.
You’re pretty bold, hitting on a cop, and she seems to be a captain at that.
But, hey, I support you,” Zhao Xinxin said with a smile.
“I am really innocent,” Tangyu insisted.
The drive went smoothly after that, and twenty minutes later, they pulled up in front of Princess Apartments.
The place was brightly lit, and Guo Momo with her two friends came out to greet them.
“Xinxin, you’re here!
The rooms are all ready for you.
Rest assured and live here in peace.
My two sisters are very welcoming—you can stay as long as you like.
The only inconvenience might be the simplicity of the rooms—they’ve been vacant, so other than a bed and wardrobe, there isn’t much there,” Guo Momo said.
Lin Feifei came over to Zhao Xinxin’s side and said, “Mhm, having a place to stay is enough, thank you so much.
And thank your sisters too, we’re really going to be bothering you a lot.” Zhao Xinxin spoke, her gaze also turning to Guo Momo and Zhao Yaya.
Guo Momo laughed and said, “Don’t be so formal, Xinxin.
Since you’re Feifei’s friend, you’re our friend too.
This villa is quite spacious, and just so happens to have two vacant rooms below.
Rest easy and make yourselves at home, no need to stand on ceremony.”
“Hehe, thank you all.
We’ll be intruding for a while.
Once this incident is settled, we’ll leave immediately,” Zhao Xinxin said.
Lin Feifei tugged at Zhao Xinxin and said, “Hey, Xinxin, we said no need for formalities.
Let me introduce you—this is Guo Momo, and this is Zhao Yaya.
Hehe, she’s your namesake.”
“Hello, my name is Zhao Xinxin, and this is Liu Shanshan,” Zhao Xinxin said.
“Hehe, you’re a Zhao too?
Xinxin, you’re so pretty!
Us Zhaos sure can produce beauties.
Who knows, maybe five hundred years ago we were from the same family.
Let’s not stand here any longer, shall we?
Let’s get your stuff inside first,” Zhao Yaya said, her eyes wide as she looked Zhao Xinxin up and down.
After a round of pleasantries, everyone pitched in to move Zhao Xinxin and Liu Shanshan’s essentials into their rooms, one room for each.
The downstairs guest rooms were indeed plain, and there was only one shared bathroom, which Shanshan was quite content with, but for Xinxin, it was indeed a bit of a hardship.
Once the rooms were sorted, everyone sat down in the living room, filling up the sofas.
Tangyu just smiled, finding the sight of five beautiful women in front of his eyes rather pleasing.
He thought that if he could see them every day, it might even add years to his life.
With Zhao Xinxin and Liu Shanshan moving in, the atmosphere at the apartments became much more lively.
“Yay, I must be truly brilliant and powerful for naming this place Princess Apartments from the start.
Haha, look, now we’re all stunning beauties living here!
I love lively places; it used to be just Momo and me, and it was so quiet and boring.
Now things are great.
There will always be people to hang out with every day; I just love it,” Zhao Yaya said excitedly, always ready for a good time.
Then she turned to Tangyu and chirped, “Hehe, I almost forgot about you, Good Guy Brother.
Now you’ve hit the jackpot, living with five beautiful women.
Just looking at us every day must make you feel ecstatic.”
Upon hearing Zhao Yaya’s uninhibited remark, Guo Momo shot her a stern look, and Lin Feifei pinched her, making her shut up with an awkward grin.
“Hao Ren?” Liu Shanshan asked, puzzled, “Isn’t his name Tangyu?
How did it become Hao Ren?”
“Hehe, Shanshan, it’s not Hao Ren, it’s good person.
Tangyu is such a good person, so I call him Good Guy Brother,” Zhao Yaya explained with a smile.
Suppressing a laugh behind her hand, Liu Shanshan found Zhao Yaya endearing.
Who calls someone that way?
But considering her age, it made sense.
“Just call me Shanshan,” she said.
“Hehe, but you’re clearly older than me.
I should call you Sister Shanshan—it would make me seem so much younger,” Zhao Yaya joked.
Zhao Yaya’s words once again drew laughter and teasing from Liu Shanshan and Zhao Xinxin.
If you’re talking about a good person, indeed Tangyu could definitely be considered one.
“By the way, Xinxin, who exactly is using such despicable and vile methods against you?
Is it a company matter?
Do you want me to talk to my dad about it?” Lin Feifei asked.
Shaking her head, Zhao Xinxin replied, “It’s a company issue.
There’s no need to bother President Lin with such a minor issue; I can handle it.
The business world is like a battlefield, so such things are quite normal.
Don’t worry about me.”
“Oh, then be careful, Xinxin.
If you really run into trouble, tell my dad.
After all, your company is now under his umbrella.
He certainly won’t ignore any issues your company faces.
Such malicious competitive tactics are despicable—how could there be such people?” Lin Feifei said, clearly indignant on Zhao Xinxin’s behalf.
Zhao Xinxin smiled lightly; Lin Feifei was making the business world sound too simple.