Wang Mingshuai didn't die, but was revived?
When Zhao Lianjin heard Zhao Tong say this, he was stunned on the spot and stammered, "Tongtong, are you kidding me?"
Zhao Tong shook his head, "I'm not kidding. Wang Mingshuai was indeed saved by Li Qianfan."
"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
Zhao Lianjin roared in a low voice, "Li Qianfan is human, not a god. As long as he's human, he can't save Wang Mingshuai."
Zhao Tong didn't explain further. He took out his phone and opened the official website of Guangming Hospital.
Zhao Lianjin watched the interview video for a long time before saying dejectedly, "How could this happen? Why is Wang Mingshuai's life so tenacious? If he wakes up, and Dai Paipai can no longer be my woman! Li Qianfan, you deserve to die!"
You deserve to die.
Zhao Lianjin gritted his teeth. When he uttered these three words again, his full of anger suddenly turned into unwillingness and intense fear.
Especially the fear, which made him feel completely insecure. He could only pounce on Zhao Tong and push him to the ground.
At the moment, he urgently needed to regain the feeling of conquering the world and his confidence in victory from Zhao Tong.
About two minutes.
Just as that moment arrived, Zhao Lianjin roared to the sky, "Li Qianfan, you wait for me. I will make you regret why you have repeatedly ruined my good deeds!"
Zhao Lianjin decided to launch the plan to kidnap Su Ziyu in advance.
Moreover, he intended to change the original plan and venture deep into the tiger's den, taking a great risk!
Li Qianfan was unaware of what Zhao Lianjin was preparing to do.
When he finally woke up from his slumber, it was already ten o'clock in the morning the day after he saved Wang Mingshuai.
He wasn't in the hospital, but in the second bedroom of his home.
Su Ziyu, wearing a black bathrobe, sat cross-legged at the foot of the bed, habitually holding her feet with her left hand, and occasionally popping potato chips into her mouth with her right hand, while her eyes were fixed on the laptop screen on her knees.
Today was Saturday, and Li Qianfan didn't have to go to work.
For Su Ziyu, there was no holiday.
But she still decided to stay home for these two weekend days and spend good time with her little husband.
Accompanying him while working felt quite good.
Su Ziyu's right hand reached for potato chips again.
But it gripped a foot.
She paused for a moment, her eyes flickered, and she realized that Li Qianfan had finally woken up and was quietly staring at her.
"You're awake?"
Su Ziyu's voice was gentle, but her fingers, which were holding a stinky foot, tightened their grip.
She was eating potato chips, and he quietly brought his stinky foot over. Wasn't he asking for it?
Ah!
Li Qianfan cried out in pain and hastily withdrew his foot.
"If you keep acting up like this, I'll break your leg."
Su Ziyu rolled her eyes, picked up a potato chip and put it in her mouth, then suddenly remembered that her right hand seemed to have touched a stinky foot.
Could she spit it out?
No.
Because she had already chewed and swallowed the potato chip.
Su Ziyu thought she would immediately feel nauseous.
Strange.
Why wasn't she?
Could it be that she remembered how she had carried Li Qianfan home last night and then carefully washed his feet?
But no matter what, she had "licked" his stinky foot!
Without showing any emotion, she picked up a potato chip with her left hand, which was holding her own foot, and brought it to Li Qianfan's mouth as he turned over and sat up, "Come on, open your mouth, sister will feed you."
Li Qianfan glanced at her foot and decisively shook his head, "Not hungry."
Su Ziyu's expression darkened, "Three, two, one."
Before she could finish speaking, Li Qianfan jumped off the bed like a rabbit and rushed into the bathroom, slamming the door shut.
"I'll feed you when you fall asleep tonight,"
Su Ziyu said "resentfully" and got out of bed, quickly walking out of the bedroom.
Her little husband was awake.
It was time for her to show off her skills in the kitchen and make him a sumptuous breakfast.
Although it was the weekend, both Mr. and Mrs. Su had gone to their units for duty.
Mother Lan was on duty because of a case.
Old Su was on duty because Wang Mingshuai had just been revived, and Dai Paipai had to stay home with him, so someone had to be on duty at Paipai Fashion.
When Dai Paipai was not there, Old Su became the big shot.
After being a big shot for two days, Old Su's back straightened considerably, and he even ordered Mother Lan around when he got home.
As a result, after a whipping with his belt, he immediately revealed his cowardly nature.
Today was Monday.
"Wife, give me a kiss."
Li Qianfan walked Su Ziyu to the hospital entrance and pouted after she got out of the car.
Su Ziyu had already reached the main entrance. Hearing his voice, she looked back, making sure no one was paying attention, then quickly raised her hand and blew him a kiss.
Then, with a blush like a thief, she quickly turned and hurried away.
"A fierce wolf at home, a sheep outside. This is the two-faced and face-saving Sister Yu."
Li Qianfan watched her graceful back disappear from sight before sighing and starting the car.
"Alas, poor child, full of happiness, but you don't know that your wife is about to be kidnapped by me."
As Li Qianfan's car overtook a bus ahead, Wang Zhe, who was sitting under the bus stop, sighed inwardly.
Today, he had to kidnap Su Ziyu!
Wang Zhe was about to get up when his peripheral vision suddenly focused.
A few meters to his left, another person was waiting for the bus.
Although this person was also wearing a hat and mask, covering himself tightly, Wang Zhe felt that those eyes looked familiar.
"Where have I seen this person before? Could he be an Interpol officer who has been tailing me specifically to arrest me?"
Wang Zhe immediately became vigilant. Thinking this, a flash of inspiration crossed his mind.
He remembered who the owner of those eyes was.
"Damn it, it's that idiot who had ideas about Zhu Hui when I saw him at Tianci Hospital last time."
After confirming that the person was not an Interpol officer but that idiot (Zhao Lianjin), Wang Zhe breathed a sigh of relief.
"But this idiot looks as suspicious as me, not like he's up to anything good."
As Wang Zhe thought this, the wind blew.
A newspaper fluttered to his face.
He casually grabbed the newspaper.
"I don't know who's littering, such poor manners,"
Wang Zhe cursed inwardly and was about to fold the newspaper and put it in the trash can next to him when he saw a photo on it.
It was a wanted notice posted by the Qingyun police.
A reward of 50,000 yuan was offered for information leading to Zhao Lianjin's whereabouts.
A reward of 100,000 yuan would be given to anyone who could help the police apprehend Zhao Lianjin.
Wang Zhe had never heard of Zhao Lianjin's name, nor did he know what crime he had committed, but he found the photo on the wanted notice very familiar.
Holy crap.
Zhao Lianjin in the photo was the idiot sitting next to me!
As Wang Zhe suddenly understood something, he saw Zhao Lianjin, who was sitting next to him, stand up, look around, and slowly walk towards the west.
"What is this idiot doing out in broad daylight?"
Wang Zhe, full of confusion, put the newspaper casually in his pocket, stood up, and slowly followed.
He was making a choice—
Should he go kidnap Su Ziyu, or should he first collect the 100,000 yuan sent by heaven on the wind?
"It's still early, I'll make money first. It's not too late to kidnap Su Ziyu after I earn this 100,000 yuan."
Just as Wang Zhe made up his mind, he saw Zhao Lianjin turn left and enter Guangming Hospital.
"So he's also here at Guangming Hospital, that's great! This way, I can pick up money and kidnap people without delay."
Wang Zhe secretly rejoiced, and his right hand reached into his pants pocket.
In his pocket was a sharp little knife.
Wang Zhe lightly brushed his index finger along the blade, and his skin was cut, and blood oozed out.
By cutting his finger, he would have a legitimate reason to go to the hospital.
But.
Wang Zhe suddenly realized that he didn't need to cut his finger to enter the hospital legitimately.
He could simply pretend to be a patient's family member.
"Damn it, I took a cut for nothing. But I also gained valuable experience from it."
As Wang Zhe summarized another valuable experience, he had already followed Zhao Lianjin to the administrative building of Guangming Hospital.
From afar.
Wang Zhe saw a girl in a white coat, with half of her black silk-stockinged leg exposed, wearing flat sandals, walking out of the hall quickly, talking to a few medical staff.
Su Ziyu!
Wang Zhe, who had seen her photo long ago, recognized her at a glance.
Then.
Wang Zhe saw Zhao Lianjin, a few meters ahead, suddenly stop and secretly take out a syringe from his pocket.
"What is this idiot trying to do?"
Wang Zhe wondered, but his feet didn't stop. As he walked past Zhao Lianjin, holding his injured right hand with his left, he glanced out of the corner of his eye.
He saw!
Zhao Lianjin, with his head down, revealing only his eyes, was staring intently at the approaching Su Ziyu with a lecherous and resentful gaze.
"This idiot is going to ambush Su Ziyu!"
Wang Zhe's heart stirred, "His syringe must be filled with a drug that instantly incapacitates someone. He plans to stab Su Ziyu with the needle when she's completely unguarded and then hold her hostage in public."
Wang Zhe, worthy of being the King of Pretence—
No.
Wang Zhe, worthy of being the King of Assassins with extraordinary assassination experience!
He had quickly analyzed all of this simply by capturing the resentful look in Zhao Lianjin's eyes as he looked at Su Ziyu.
Then he became furious!
In a sense, Zhao Lianjin, who was trying to ambush Su Ziyu, was Wang Zhe's peer.
But what Wang Zhe hated the most were idiots who used lecherous and vicious means to harm women.
As the King of Assassins, Wang Zhe would never allow anyone to tarnish the respected profession of "assassin."
Even if he wasn't kidnapping Su Ziyu, he had to stop Zhao Lianjin, even at the risk of exposing his identity as the King of Assassins!
Click, click.
Su Ziyu, completely unaware of the danger waiting for her six or seven meters ahead, was still talking to a few medical staff and walking quickly.
Zhao Lianjin immediately lowered his head again, hiding the needle tip of the syringe in his hand outward. He pretended not to see anyone approaching and strode forward.
Closer.
Only two meters left!
"Su Ziyu, you'll be paralyzed soon! I'll hold you hostage in public and take you to your office. Although I only have two minutes now, I can still make you deeply feel how valiant I am! Ha, haha."
As Zhao Lianjin laughed wildly in his heart, a hand suddenly reached out from behind and firmly gripped his right wrist holding the syringe.
Ah.
Who is it!?
As Zhao Lianjin was startled, he felt his wrist being violently twisted, and the needle tip changed direction, easily piercing his own pants.
Then.
Zhao Lianjin felt a prick on his skin, and a tingling sensation erupted from the prick.
"Someone is holding my wrist and pushing the poison meant for Su Ziyu into me!"
As Zhao Lianjin suddenly realized what was happening, his soul was scattered.
Wang Zhe, who had simply twisted his wrist, causing the needle tip to pierce his own leg and push the syringe, hugged his waist and said, "Brother, I didn't expect you to come here for treatment too?"
As Wang Zhe said this, Su Ziyu, who was completely unaware of what was happening, had safely passed them and was heading towards the warehouse.
And a girl following behind Wang Zhe also turned right and walked towards the flower bed.
It was Li Chenyang.
Her peripheral vision caught Wang Zhe and Zhao Lianjin. She took out her phone and called Li Qianfan.
The call was connected.
Li Chenyang said in a low voice, "Young Master, two men are suspiciously trying to approach Madam. One of them is holding a syringe. It's obvious he intends to ambush Madam. But just as I was about to act, he was preempted by another person who grabbed his wrist."