Chen Fan walked into the room and saw Song Wenting lying weakly on the bed.
"I thought I would never see you again." Seeing Chen Fan approach, a faint smile appeared on Song Wenting's pale face.
"Don't forget my identity. With me here, nothing will happen to you," Chen Fan replied.
"I almost forgot, you are also a divine doctor."
"Why did you block that shot for me?" Chen Fan asked with some confusion.
"No reason, I just didn't want you to get hurt."
Song Wenting's concise answer touched Chen Fan's heart.
A self-deprecating smile appeared on Song Wenting's face: "Am I very foolish? We had no prior connection, yet I almost lost my life." Da Feng Novel Network
"Thank you." After a long pause, Chen Fan finally said two words.
"Hehe."
Seeing Chen Fan's serious expression, Song Wenting couldn't help but laugh.
However, this movement pulled at her wound, causing a pained expression to appear on her already haggard and pale face.
"What's wrong? Does your wound hurt? Let me check it for you."
Chen Fan's expression was tense. He stepped forward, lifted Song Wenting's quilt, and asked her to turn sideways to check her wound. He didn't notice that Song Wenting's pale face instantly flushed red.
Because Song Wenting had injured her back, Chen Fan had only wrapped it with medical non-woven fabric after she came out of the operating room, and it was now placed beneath her. She was not wearing any other clothes underneath.
After checking the wound and finding that it had not reopened, Chen Fan was relieved and asked, "Does it still hurt?"
Song Wenting shook her head gently, her face full of shyness.
Noticing the blush of shyness on Song Wenting's face, Chen Fan realized his actions were somewhat inappropriate and quickly covered Song Wenting with the quilt again.
"I'm sorry, I, I was just afraid there was a problem with your wound."
"You should rest. I'll leave now."
Chen Fan knew it would be awkward for him, a man, to stay in Song Wenting's room and got up to leave.
However, at that moment, a soft hand suddenly stopped him.
This made Chen Fan pause, his expression startled.
"Stay and keep me company, okay?" Song Wenting asked softly, her tone seemingly pleading.
After all, Song Wenting had taken a bullet for Chen Fan. How could he refuse such a request? He had no choice but to sit down next to Song Wenting again.
Seeing Chen Fan sit down again, a smile reappeared on Song Wenting's face.
However, due to excessive blood loss and the pain of the wound, the already weak Song Wenting soon fell into a deep sleep.
An hour later, Chen Fan quietly left Song Wenting's room.
After instructing the nurse outside the door, he returned to his own room.
In the past two days, the underground forces in Kyoto faced a completely new situation. The five forces that had been in a stalemate had been reduced to four within just two days.
Fat Dragon's actions immediately caused dissatisfaction among the other three forces.
Conflicts frequently occurred around Fat Dragon's underground forces. The other three forces even intended to join forces to confront Fat Dragon, demanding that Fat Dragon return the business he had annexed from Fang Licai, so that the four of them could share it equally, or Fat Dragon would face the consequences.
Chen Fan naturally would not interfere in these matters. He had already helped Fat Dragon take down one force. If Fat Dragon couldn't handle such matters himself, Chen Fan would have no reason to help him further.
In the past two days, the most distraught were undoubtedly Long Zhihai and his wife.
Since Long Zhihai returned from the courtyard house, his gold shops and several other companies had been inexplicably vandalized and threatened.
Even on the way back from the company, Zhang Yanling's car windows were smashed with iron bars, and Zhang Yanling was dragged out of the car, with people claiming to be avenging Fang Licai.
If the police had not arrived in time, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
Zhang Yanling, who was already on the verge of a breakdown due to the loss of her beloved son, finally fell ill at home after two consecutive days of threats and scares. Even the slightest disturbance would make her extremely nervous.
Previously, if such a thing happened, Long Zhihai could still find Fang Licai to resolve it. But now, he could only have his bodyguards protect his villa layer by layer.
This made Long Zhihai hate Chen Fan even more, wishing he could strangle Chen Fan to death right now, as all of this was caused by Chen Fan.
"It's okay, my dear. The bodyguards are outside the door. No one can get into our house," Long Zhihai said softly, comforting Zhang Yanling, who was lying on the bed with a panicked expression.
Just then, Long Zhihai's phone suddenly rang.
He glanced at the caller ID, and his brow furrowed slightly. He glanced at Zhang Yanling, who was curled up on the bed, then got up and went outside to answer the phone.
"Honey."
A gentle and charming female voice sounded from the phone.
Long Zhihai was startled. He quickly looked at the closed door and, seeing that Zhang Yanling hadn't followed him out, he relaxed.
"Ahem!"
He coughed lightly and said in a low, displeased voice, "Didn't I tell you not to contact me proactively?!"
"Honey, didn't you ask me to call you?"
"When did I ask you to call me?" Long Zhihai questioned.
"Your subordinate, he's at our house right now, playing with our son. He also brought many gifts you bought for our son and said you'd be here soon," the woman replied in confusion from the phone.
"My subordinate?" Long Zhihai was stunned.
"What's his name?!" Long Zhihai suddenly realized something and a bad premonition flashed through his mind. He asked frantically.
"He said his name is Chen Fan." The woman on the phone revealed the man's name.
"Chen Fan?!" Long Zhihai was dumbfounded. He stood there frozen, his hand holding the phone trembling slightly.
"Hello, honey, what's wrong? Honey," the charming woman asked repeatedly from the phone.
"You wait at home. I'll be there immediately. Remember to protect our son!" Long Zhihai instructed, and then he rushed down the villa, completely disregarding his frightened wife inside. He got into the car and told the driver to drive towards a villa area outside the Third Ring Road.
Long Zhihai was completely unaware that his clothes were already soaked in cold sweat.
He kept urging the driver to speed up along the way, afraid of being too late.
At the same time, he also called his bodyguards and told them to drive towards the villa area as well.
"Big brother, will my daddy really come to see me today?" In a villa, a little boy was playing with building blocks and asked the handsome young man in front of him.
"Of course, he will. Brother guarantees you'll see your daddy today." This young man was none other than Chen Fan.
Chen Fan held a red building block in his hand, then with a flip of his palm in front of the little boy, it turned into a blue building block.
"Wow! Brother is amazing!" The little boy cheered.
Just then, there were hurried footsteps from upstairs, and a young beautiful woman in a silk nightgown quickly walked down from upstairs.