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Chapter 438 - 392 Suicide Squad_3

Chapter 438: 392 Suicide Squad_3

After much travel and changing several modes of transportation, Jiang Chen didn’t push away the pampered heiress as he used to. He let go of his suitcase, raised his hand, let it hover in midair for a while, then finally gently placed it on her soft back.

There were many people coming and going in the hospital. Seeing this scene, they all shook their heads and sighed.

After all, except for welcoming newborns, almost nothing good ever happens in hospitals.

Jiang Chen remained silent all this time. In moments like these, any form of consolation seemed pale and weak. All he could do was wait until she let it all out.

After a while, the sobbing gradually subsided. Shi Qianxi’s shoulders shook uncontrollably, and her hands clung tightly to his clothes.

"Feeling any better?"

Jiang Chen sighed to himself. Ladies of prominent families like hers should live unrestrained, carefree lives, shouldn’t they?

How could she also go through so much hardship?

Shi Qianxi didn’t speak, still buried in his embrace, softly sobbing.

This time, Jiang Chen showed unprecedented patience, or perhaps unprecedented tenderness, waiting for her to stop crying before helping her up.

"Wipe your face."

He took a pack of tissues from his pocket.

Shi Qianxi wiped her face haphazardly, her voice still choked with sobs, "Why did you come here?"

Upon receiving the bad news and being in a state of panic, her first instinct was to call Jiang Chen. However, she never really expected him to come.

"Wasn’t it because I feared you wouldn’t hold up, and then you couldn’t find a shoulder to lean on?"

Jiang Chen smiled.

Shi Qianxi’s eyes reddened again.

"Why are you so mean!"

She hit Jiang Chen lightly, crying and laughing at the same time.

Some men may not speak sweet nothings, but when needed, they always seem to show up right away.

If Jiang Chen knew, he would probably not agree.

He was actually quite good at sweet-talking.

Shi Qianxi unfolded the tissues and wiped her tears.

"Director Shi, how are things going?"

Jiang Chen tentatively asked.

"Not too good."

While wiping her tears, Shi Qianxi spoke in a subdued tone, "The doctor performed a rescue operation on my dad, and the surgery was successful, but we don’t know when he will wake up."

Jiang Chen fell silent.

Even now, it all seemed a bit unreal to him.

Shi Zhenhua.

The head of a business empire worth hundreds of billions had encountered a bomb attack.

And this wasn’t abroad; this was in Shenzhou.

"Modern medicine is quite advanced. As long as he’s out of a life-threatening situation, there will always be a way. If not here, then go to the Capital City, and if that doesn’t work, go abroad."

Shi Qianxi nodded.

"I’ll take you up."

"Okay."

Jiang Chen carried the suitcase.

Shi Qianxi glanced at it, "Where did you come from?"

"Yunnan and Guizhou."

"That far?"

Jiang Chen sighed.

"Yeah, today I’ve only missed taking a ferry."

Shi Qianxi fell silent.

The two took the elevator upstairs and first went to see Shi Zhenhua.

Shi Zhenhua was currently lying in the intensive care unit. The security guards at the door numbered six, and along the corridor, there was a post every three steps and a sentry every five.

Although the patients on the entire floor had not been expelled, they all had been checked for identity. No stranger could enter this floor without permission.

"Miss."

At the elevator entrance, there were also people standing guard, bowing their heads in salute to Shi Qianxi.

It was only in witnessing the impenetrable protection that Jiang Chen truly understood what constituted grandeur.

Although she was no longer in life-threatening danger, it obviously still wasn’t appropriate to enter for a visit, so Jiang Chen stood outside the hospital room, looking in through the glass for a while.

The once imposing figure, now lay unresponsive and unconscious on the hospital bed.

One will never know which will come first, tomorrow or an accident.

"Has the killer been caught?"

"No."

Shi Qianxi, gazing at her father through the glass, said, "The bomb was strapped to his body; we couldn’t even find intact pieces of the corpse."

"What about his identity?"

Shi Qianxi shook her head. "He was wearing a mask. The surveillance couldn’t capture his face, so we’re temporarily unable to determine his identity information."

Before arriving, Jiang Chen had been puzzled as to how someone like Shi Zhenhua, a boss of his stature, could be so easily assassinated.

Now he was no longer perplexed.

"This isn’t a killer, this is a martyr."

"When I find the mastermind behind this, I will have him torn to pieces!" Shi Qianxi said through gritted teeth.

Jiang Chen had no doubt about the sincerity of her words.

Don’t think that just because she was sobbing uncontrollably downstairs earlier that she has become weak.

"Let me take you to see my mother."

Jiang Chen nodded.

Pulling a suitcase, he followed Shi Qianxi to Meng Jiye’s room.

"Aunt Meng."

Of course, he recognized Meng Meiling, but the person on the bed...

"This is my uncle."

"Uncle Meng, hello."

Meng Jiye managed a stiff but polite smile.

"Hello, I didn’t expect East Sea to have produced another young talent."

He indeed hadn’t heard of Jiang Chen, and if it hadn’t been for asking his own sister just now, he wouldn’t have known that his niece had found herself a new love interest.

To gain the silent approval of Shi Zhenhua, his capabilities must be extraordinary.

"Much appreciated, but I hope you can keep it a secret and not let the word out," said Meng Meiling, glancing at the suitcase he was dragging.

"Aunt Meng, don’t worry."

Jiang Chen was certainly aware of the impact that leaking this matter would cause, so even to Pei Yunxi, he had not disclosed it.

"Qian Qian, you first take Jiang to put away the luggage," said Meng Meiling.

"Okay."

Shi Qianxi said to Jiang Chen, "Let’s go."

"Aunt Meng, Uncle Meng, I’ll be taking my leave then."

Watching the two young ones leave the room, Meng Jiye couldn’t help but question, "Sister, when Qian Qian used to date, was it like this?"

Meng Meiling sat down and massaged her temples.

At this moment, she really didn’t have the energy to worry about her daughter’s love life.

"Miss."

In the hallway.

A man approaching came to a halt to greet her.

Shi Qianxi barely glanced at him, vaguely recognizing him as her uncle’s assistant. She continued chatting with Jiang Chen without acknowledging the man.

Jiang Chen instinctively glanced at the man as they passed by.

After the two had walked some distance, Qiu Zhaobin straightened up, turned his head, and instead of watching the departing group ’princess’, his gaze landed on the young man dragging the suitcase.

As the figure of the other man became more and more distant.

Qiu Zhaobin withdrew his gaze and continued forward.