Chapter 48 Traditional Well-Behaved Ladies 22
Chapter 48 Traditional Well-Behaved Ladies 22
"Useless things!"
Ling Yi cursed angrily, then looked out the window with teary eyes, as if she wished she could fly to the hospital.
Tears streamed uncontrollably from her eyes, yet Ling Yi remained remarkably calm.
She didn't lock the lab door as usual when she left, so the students who had been curious about the lab must have gone inside, and her uncreative and impractical experiments must have been exposed to them.
Thus, a potential hazard was temporarily eliminated.
Why was Ke Wenzhao injured? He already knew about the Military Intelligence Bureau's operation today.
In this world, everyone should be prepared to die at any time.
Ling Yi rationally knew that Wen Zhao wouldn't be the exception, but when the time came, reason didn't always listen.
The car stopped, and Ling Yi wiped the tears from her cheeks before staggering toward the hospital.
Whether they listen or not, the inability to remain rational forever is a characteristic of human beings.
When the Japanese soldiers guarding the hospital entrance saw Ling Yi rushing over, they had already raised their guns.
Fortunately, the men sent by Wen Jingshan were quick-witted and acted swiftly, blocking their way.
"Sir, sir, these are Mr. Wen's family members."
"It's Mr. Wen, the one who saved your Commander Nakamura!"
Upon hearing this, the military police paused, then spoke in broken Japanese, telling the officers to send someone inside who could speak to them to pick them up, otherwise they couldn't go in.
The translator cursed under his breath, "Damn it, he's not human! How can he be so harsh on his savior?"
Besides, isn't he someone who can speak up? Why ignore him?
In reality, however, he could only bow repeatedly and take small, hesitant steps to ask people for help.
"You can't even handle this simple matter!" Wen Jingshan was extremely displeased when he was asked to leave.
He has to look after his son; how can he have time to care about that woman he doesn't even know?
If it weren't for his son desperately calling for Ling Yi when he woke up from the anesthesia, and not closing his eyes even when he didn't answer, he wouldn't have let that woman come over!
Upon reaching the entrance, Wen Jingshan looked up and saw a woman gazing into the hospital with a worried expression. Her frail and swaying appearance was pitiful to behold.
Her beauty had already attracted the attention of several Japanese soldiers, whose lewd gazes made Wen Jingshan's heart skip a beat.
"Come in quickly!" he cursed under his breath for attracting attention, and beckoned Ling Yi over.
Ling Yi's reddened eyes lit up the moment she saw him, and she ran to his side as if she had found a lifeline: "Father, how is Wen Zhao? Is he badly injured? Now..."
"Alright, shut up!" Seeing that the woman's voice, which shouldn't have been in this serious setting, was attracting more attention, Wen Jingshan glared coldly at Ling Yi: "Come with me!"
Ling Yi shrank her shoulders under his gaze, appearing somewhat timid and hesitant.
Seeing this, Wen Jingshan looked down on her even more and strode towards the inpatient department, leaving Ling Yi to jog behind him.
Just as they arrived at Wenzhao's ward, Nakamura also arrived.
In the aftermath of the assassination attempt, he was busy organizing the military police to hunt down those who had carried out the attack.
After searching for most of the day, apart from learning from a few Green Gang members who traded weapons that it was the Military Intelligence Bureau who made the move, they found nothing else.
Left with no other choice, he had to leave the professional tasks to the professionals and let the Special Higher Police deal with his old adversaries, while he waited for the action to proceed as an assistant.
With his job gone, he finally remembered his savior and took some time to visit him at the hospital.
"Wen Jun." Upon seeing Wen Jingshan again, he still showed extra respect to the father of his savior.
When Wen Jingshan saw Nakamura, his expression showed a hint of closeness.
What does it mean that the son saved someone and survived?
This means he now has connections within the Japanese community!
With their backing, why should I be afraid of not getting more benefits in the new government?
"Nakamura-kun, what brings you here?" He stopped his hurried steps and asked with a worried look, "Are you feeling unwell?"
“I’ve come to visit Mr. Wen.” Nakamura saw through the old man’s scheme and smiled as he spoke, “Mr. Wen was injured while saving me, and I feel really bad about it.”
"Not at all, it's what my son should do!"
Seeing the two exchanging pleasantries in front of the ward, Ling Yi couldn't help but sniffle and amplify her sobs.
Nakamura glanced to the side and saw Wen Jun's wife crying.
Ueno had told him that at the last housewarming party, the amount of his gift was increased by Wenjun's wife, who is also loyal to Japan!
"Madam Wen, I'm sorry." He nodded slightly and spoke in broken Mandarin.
Ling Yi paused in her sobs, forcing back her grief, and said, "Wen Zhao said you are his friend, and he wouldn't want his friend to apologize for being saved by him."
After saying that, tears started falling again.
Her words were much more palatable than Wen Jingshan's.
Listen, my friend!
The two words, devoid of any self-interest and containing only friendship, further prove Wenjun's feelings for him!
Wen Jingshan, that old bastard, is less articulate than an ignorant woman.
However, the less knowledgeable he is, the more truthful his words tend to be, which shows that Wen Jun truly considers him a friend!
"Please go in quickly!" He stepped aside to make way for Ling Yi, and saw the woman stumble and rush into the ward.
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Nakamura nodded as he looked at Ling Yi, who was lying on the hospital bed. Even in such a hurry, she still remembered to be polite to him. Wen Jun and his wife were indeed his good friends!
"Wen Zhao, how are you?" The moment Ling Yi rushed into the ward, she noticed a slight change in Wen Zhao's breathing.
But when you look up, the person is still lying peacefully on the hospital bed, as if still in a coma.
Without hesitation, she rushed over and began to cry in front of his bed, as if she were singing and acting.
"How could you do this?" she sobbed. "You said you were coming home for dinner this morning."
"Couldn't you have thought about me before you saved him? Your friend is a human being, but am I not?"
"I worry about you too!"
How can I live without you?
"If you die, I won't live either!"
The woman, sobbing, blurted out these words almost without taking a breath, leaving Wen Jingshan outside the door no time to stop her.
His face was grim as he cautiously looked at Nakamura: "Please don't take offense at what I'm saying."
Nakamura could understand some Mandarin, and he understood the meaning of Lingyi's words, which were not complicated.
But he wasn't angry at all; in fact, he seemed to appreciate the scene.
It's good to be sad; the more sad they are, the more it proves the sincerity of this couple.
On the contrary, it's this old guy...
He looked at Wen Jingshan with a quiet gaze and said, "I envy the loving relationship between you and your husband, so why would I mind?"
“On the contrary,” he frowned, displeased, “that’s why you insist on interfering when the young couple is so well-matched.”
“It’s really going too far to not even let Madam Wen into the house.”
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