The Personal Bodyguard of the Female CEO
Chapter 894 - 894 893 Encountering the Little Nurse Again

894: Chapter 893: Encountering the Little Nurse Again 894: Chapter 893: Encountering the Little Nurse Again What an embarrassing scene to be caught by someone—it’s mortifying.

Wang Dadong was about to strike a cooler pose when he noticed that the person dangling from the parachute wasn’t just anyone.

It was none other than the Little Nurse to whom he’d given up his parachute.

Judging from the trajectory, it seemed she would land not far from him.

But the Little Nurse was already unconscious, likely because the thrill of parachuting triggered her heart condition—or perhaps, she was simply heartbroken after watching him “die.”

The parachute drifted slowly, eventually landing less than five meters away from Wang Dadong.

The canopy covered the Little Nurse beneath it like a blanket.

Previously, when the Little Nurse’s heartbeat had stopped, it happened under normal conditions and quickly resumed on its own.

But this time, it was different—it required an emergency intervention.

Crack, crack, crack!

The sound of bones snapping back into place echoed as Wang Dadong reset his own dislocated joints.

Though he was a bit injured, it was undeniable proof: he had managed to skydive without a parachute.

Wang Dadong walked over to the Little Nurse’s canopy and lifted it away, revealing her petite figure wrapped in her pink nurse’s uniform.

He checked her condition and found that her heartbeat had indeed stopped.

Her beautiful face was still adorned with tears that hadn’t fully dried.

Wang Dadong quickly removed the parachute and laid the Little Nurse flat on the ground.

Things were complicated now.

Injecting Inner Strength alone wouldn’t revive the Little Nurse’s heartbeat.

To bring her back, he had to perform CPR and artificial respiration.

Time was of the essence; Wang Dadong didn’t hesitate.

He began pressing on the Little Nurse’s chest while performing artificial respiration.

After several dozen seconds, the Little Nurse’s heartbeat gradually returned to normal.

Wang Dadong immediately inserted Inner Strength into her body.

Soon enough, the Little Nurse regained consciousness.

When she noticed a man’s hands pressing on her head and a lustful gaze in his eyes, her delicate expression turned to shock.

She instinctively raised her hand and slapped Wang Dadong across the face.

“Smack!”

The sharp sound of the slap rang out.

Wang Dadong was momentarily dumbfounded; he hadn’t expected her to wake up at such a crucial moment.

What rotten luck.

The Little Nurse had been somewhat angry, but upon realizing that the man she’d hit was Wang Dadong, her fury instantly turned into delight.

“You’re alive!”

Wang Dadong rolled his eyes and replied, “What, were you hoping I’d die?”

“Of course not!

It’s just… the plane clearly crashed!” The Little Nurse’s tone carried disbelief as she looked at him.

“Maybe I just got lucky.

On the way down, I happened to be cushioned by some trees.” Wang Dadong rubbed his head awkwardly, trying to play it off.

The Little Nurse, being easy to fool, actually believed Wang Dadong’s explanation.

Moreover, she felt surprisingly good—as though her fragile heart had grown stronger.

Of course, it had strengthened; otherwise, Wang Dadong’s Inner Strength would’ve been utterly wasted.

However, the Inner Strength he had infused into her body was only a temporary fix.

Curing her Congenital Heart Disease entirely was beyond its capabilities.

After all, once the Inner Strength entered her body, it began diminishing rapidly.

At most, it could remain in her system for a few days.

Without the nourishment of Inner Strength, her heart condition would inevitably resurface.

“Could he have saved me?” the Little Nurse thought to herself.

It had to be him.

Just moments ago, her heart condition had flared up, yet here she was, alive again—with no one else around.

Thinking of this, the Little Nurse’s face softened with a look of deep remorse.

“I’m sorry… I—I didn’t mean to hit you,” she said.

Wang Dadong waved it off nonchalantly.

“It’s fine.

Girls naturally react that way.

By the way, what’s your name?”

“I’m Li Yiyang.

Just call me Yiyang.”

“Alright, Yiyang.

Would you like to fully recover from your heart condition?” Wang Dadong asked, trying to steer the conversation in another direction when he noticed her blushing.

“Is that even possible?” A glimmer of hope appeared in Li Yiyang’s eyes.

The heart was undoubtedly the most vital organ in the human body.

Other organs might fail without immediately causing death, but if the heart stopped—immortals themselves couldn’t save you.

This illness had plagued Li Yiyang since childhood.

Because of it, there were countless things others could do that she couldn’t—not even dating.

Sometimes, she would feel incredibly unfairly treated, but what could she do?

The condition was congenital, and aside from a heart transplant, no treatment existed.

“Of course,” Wang Dadong nodded confidently.

“Really?

But even Grandpa Chen said I’d need a heart transplant to recover completely,” Li Yiyang said, mentioning none other than Chen Bowen, known as the Ghost Doctor.

Wang Dadong seemed to grasp something.

He said, “Yiyang, technically speaking, you shouldn’t have been invited into this team.

But do you know why Chen Gong invited you specifically?”

Li Yiyang thought for a moment, then shook her head, indicating she had no idea.

Honestly, she had always been puzzled—why would Grandpa Chen invite her, a fragile girl with Congenital Heart Disease, into Huaxia’s elite team when there were plenty of others more qualified?

With a slight smile, Wang Dadong replied, “They invited you to join so that I could cure your condition—because I can heal you.”

Seeing the confidence in Wang Dadong’s eyes, Li Yiyang started to believe him.

Her bright eyes sparkled as she gazed at him intently.

“That said, curing your condition won’t be easy—it requires…” Soon, Wang Dadong’s brows furrowed again.

“Whatever it takes—if curing my condition is possible, I’ll do anything.” Li Yiyang didn’t wait for him to finish before speaking decisively.

As a nurse, Li Yiyang understood men better than most women.

She was confident in her own appearance, which had been untouched by romantic experiences due to her lifelong battle with illness.

Li Yiyang had picked up on the way Wang Dadong looked at her earlier.

She knew he was attracted to her—at least to her body.

So, if Wang Dadong asked her to use her body as an exchange, she wouldn’t hesitate.

She wanted recovery too badly.

Of course, the main reason behind her thoughts was that, on the plane, Wang Dadong had sacrificed his parachute to save her.

Wang Dadong had been willing to risk his life for her.

For him, if this was all she had to offer in return, it hardly seemed like a big price to pay.