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Chapter 532 - 470 Hurry back (Added for tips! Asking for full subscription!)

Chapter 532: 470 Hurry back (Added for tips! Asking for full subscription!)

"Mr. Jiang, why don’t you go back and change your clothes first? I’ll keep watch here."

The hospital.

Bai Haoran, who had rushed over quickly, said in a low voice.

Indeed, Jiang Chen’s clothes were stained with quite a bit of blood, and passersby couldn’t help but glance over.

"It’s fine."

Hearing this, Bai Haoran didn’t press the matter further.

"Bang."

The door to the emergency room opened.

Pei Yunxi was wheeled out, seemingly anesthetized, and currently unconscious.

Jiang Chen immediately went to her side.

"The patient is alright. It was just a graze from a bullet. We’ve stitched up the wounds," the doctor said in a very fast pace, summarizing the situation.

"Thank you."

Jiang Chen let out a long sigh of relief.

The blood on his body was naturally not his own. Although he looked disheveled, he was indeed unharmed, all of it having come from carrying Pei Yunxi to the hospital earlier.

The doctor didn’t stay long and left in a hurry.

The shooting at Parc des Princes Stadium had already shocked Paris.

There were many more patients in the hospital with severe injuries that needed attention.

Pei Yunxi was taken to a hospital room by the nurses.

After a while, several French police officers walked over.

"Ring Ring..."

The cell phone rang.

Jiang Chen took out his phone and glanced at it, then said to Bai Haoran, "You deal with them."

Bai Haoran nodded.

Jiang Chen walked to a secluded spot and answered the call.

"I saw the news that there was a shooting in Paris, with many people injured. Are you okay?"

Li Shuru’s words of concern quickly came through from the other side.

The news spread quickly indeed.

Even New York was aware of it.

But of course.

The commotion was just too big.

At least twenty people were injured in this incident.

Jiang Chen, having just had a brush with death, steadied his emotions and adjusted his tone, casually laughing, "How could anything happen to me? The shooting occurred at Parc des Princes Stadium, far from where I was."

Li Shuru, who was in New York, naturally couldn’t see Jiang Chen’s disheveled appearance. Although he put on a convincing act, she still couldn’t quite put her mind at ease.

"I want to come to Paris."

"No,"

Jiang Chen replied without a second thought, decisively.

Although he had escaped a calamity, the danger hadn’t yet passed.

Those gunmen were clearly targeting him and Pei Yunxi.

Bringing Li Shuru over at this time would also expose her to unknown dangers.

There was silence on the other end.

Realizing his tone was too harsh, Jiang Chen softened it, "Paris is chaotic right now, the criminals haven’t been caught. It’s not safe for you to come over now."

Li Shuru didn’t insist, as what Jiang Chen said made sense.

"Then be careful yourself, and don’t wander around."

Jiang Chen chuckled.

"I’m not a child."

Li Shuru also laughed and said spontaneously, "I didn’t expect it to be so chaotic abroad."

Indeed.

Such incidents are indeed unlikely to happen in Shenzhou.

After calming Li Shuru down, Jiang Chen hung up the phone and looked towards Bai Haoran.

The French police were still interacting with Bai Haoran.

He didn’t go over, but leaned against the white wall, rubbed his face, and exhaled deeply.

No doubt about it.

Today he had come closer to death than ever before.

If it weren’t for those two men in suits, he and Pei Yunxi might be riddled with bullets by now.

He owed them a debt of gratitude, but they had treated it as a trivial matter, not even giving him a chance to express his thanks.

At home, you rely on friends.

Abroad, you rely on your compatriots.

"Mr. Jiang."

Bai Haoran came over.

Jiang Chen stood straight.

"What did they say?"

"These French police apologize for the shooting incident. They will cover all of Ms. Pei’s medical expenses and hope that Ms. Pei will remain silent about the matter."

"Because Pei Yunxi is a public figure, so they’re worried about the press pressure from within Shenzhou?"

Jiang Chen saw through the French police’s intentions with a glance.

By now, the whole world probably knew that a shooting had occurred in Paris, but there likely weren’t many who understood the specifics.

The domestic audience wouldn’t pay much attention to such news.

However, if Pei Yunxi were involved, that would be another matter.

Given Pei Yunxi’s popularity, it would definitely cause a huge stir.

Exposure is important for celebrities.

But it depends on the context.

"Tell them we are willing to cooperate, but we hope they will fully investigate and catch the culprit quickly."

After a moment’s thought, Jiang Chen decided to cooperate with the French police, since publicizing the incident would do Pei Yunxi more harm than good.

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When Pei Yunxi woke up, it was already dark.

The air was filled with the smell of disinfectant.

After a moment of confusion, she quickly realized where she was.

Turning her head,

she saw a man sitting beside the hospital bed, staring off into space at the wall, lost in thought for who knows how long.

"Hey,"

she called out weakly, her gaze sweeping over his unkempt clothes.

Jiang Chen came back to reality.

"Your clothes are so dirty, you don’t even change them."

A faint, fragile smile appeared on Pei Yunxi’s face.

Although he knew she was not seriously hurt, Jiang Chen finally relaxed completely upon seeing her awake, "It’s just a graze, don’t worry about it."

"It’s not fair, why aren’t you hurt at all?"

It wasn’t quite appropriate, but Jiang Chen couldn’t help but laugh.

"What if I cut myself, would that be alright?"

Pei Yunxi blinked to indicate yes.

Jiang Chen chuckled, "You should feel lucky. If the bullet had been slightly higher, whether you could walk at all for the rest of your life would have been in question."

Pei Yunxi glanced at her leg covered by the blanket and then said, "The one who should feel lucky is you."

Jiang Chen looked puzzled.

"You dragged me to watch the game. If I had become lame, did you think you could escape?"

Jiang Chen froze for a moment, then sighed as if it was a serious matter.

"Those gunmen were really unprofessional. Such terrible aim, and they still take jobs? If I were their boss, I’d have thrown them all into the sea to feed the fish."

Pei Yunxi laughed.

"Your phone rang just now. It was your family. It seems the news has reached them back home, and they’re worried about your safety in Paris. Bai Haoran took the call and said you were busy."

"Hmm."

"Are you hungry? Want to eat anything?"

"Not hungry."

Jiang Chen fell silent for a moment, then said, "I’m sorry."

A celebrity like her wouldn’t ordinarily cause such a commotion. Clearly, she had been dragged into trouble because of him.

"They came for you?"

"Not sure yet."

"Then why are you apologizing?"

Indeed, a world-famous celebrity with extraordinary resilience, Pei Yunxi didn’t show the panic of a narrow escape, but teased instead, "You better change your clothes quickly; you must have been scared earlier."

When he had shielded her within his arms, using his own body as a shield outside the Parc des Princes, she could clearly feel the sweat permeating his clothes.

Jiang Chen gave a bitter smile. All the emotions he had been harboring vanished into thin air.

"Alright, I’ll go change."

He pushed himself up from the chair, but perhaps because he had been sitting in one position for too long, his joints were stiff, causing him to wobble as he got up.

He steadied himself on the chair.

"Did your legs go weak from fear?"

Jiang Chen stayed silent, ignoring the comment as he walked away.

"Hey."

This goddess who lived in countless fans’ hearts used to not talk this much, did she?

"What’s wrong now?"

Jiang Chen looked back helplessly.

Pei Yunxi looked at him, her beautiful eyes no longer distancing themselves from the world’s affairs.

"Hurry back."