You owe me blood, and you want me to repay it in installments?
Li Qianfan was taken aback, then he understood.
Damn it.
This slut's mind was simply too depraved!
He shouldn't have bothered with her earlier, letting her bleed to death.
Su Nan yin said again, "Kid, you infected me with 209, how should we settle this debt?"
Li Qianfan froze.
Shit.
How could he forget about this!
"Most importantly—"
Su Nan yin pressed on, "You saw what you shouldn't have seen. How should this debt be settled?"
Li Qianfan froze again.
He suddenly realized that the fairer her skin, the blacker her heart!
Mr. Qianfan, risking his life to be drained of blood, had rushed her back from shock.
Instead of being grateful, she wanted to settle two debts with him.
How should these two debts be settled?
He couldn't exactly pick up the scalpel again and reopen her wound, could he?
"Tell me when you've made up your mind."
Su Nan yin said, then closed her eyes again.
She was too embarrassed to face him while sober like this.
After all, Li Qianfan still had to apply the herbal medicine he developed himself (to remove scars) to her externally later.
"Damn it."
Li Qianfan muttered under his breath and turned to look at the door. "Oh, right. What puzzles me is, why would you have symptoms of lactation?"
What are lactation symptoms?
It meant that as Li Qianfan held one hand and sewed up the wound with the other, he clearly saw milk appear.
Shen Yun and Su Xin, however, with Li Qianfan's hands covering their view, were more concerned about Su Nan yin's injury and didn't notice.
Su Nan yin's face immediately flushed.
But she snorted, "Hmph, this empress also has a special physique. Ever since I had Yaoyao, my milk has never stopped flowing. What, do you want to indulge yourself like you did when you were a hundred days old again?"
Li Qianfan—
What was she implying?
Didn't she just mean that he had indulged himself in her embrace once when he was a hundred days old, and then peed all over her?
Look at how petty she was!
However, it was obvious that only a man with a short-circuited brain would try to reason with a woman.
If not for her severe dizziness from blood loss, Li Qianfan would have run out long ago.
Half an hour later.
As Li Qianfan instructed, Shen Yun and Su Xin prepared the external herbal ointment and brought it in.
Su Xin left after putting down the items, discreetly.
Chong Chong also left—
Li Qianfan felt a bit foolish.
It was fine for Su Xin to leave.
But what was the meaning of Chong Chong leaving with such a pretense of avoiding suspicion?
Didn't they know that Mr. Qianfan would find it inconvenient to apply the herbal ointment to Her Majesty?
Sigh!
What was the big deal?
He had seen it anyway, and he had touched it.
Li Qianfan secretly pouted, straightened his posture, and applied the medicine to her with a focused mind.
Su Nan yin could truly feel that this young man's intentions were pure, just the relationship between a doctor and a patient.
She no longer felt embarrassed.
Her heart was at ease.
Ten minutes later, Li Qianfan covered her with a blanket. "You sleep here tonight, don't move. And don't sleep on your side, just lie there sprawled out. I guarantee you'll find a pleasant surprise when I change the dressing tomorrow."
The large amount of blood rich in original 209 would help Su Nan yin heal her wound in the shortest possible time.
Or rather—
Li Qianfan's current healing speed was far beyond what it was when he was abducted by Luo Hua Yin.
The faster he aged, the higher the activity of 209, and the faster his wounds would heal!
"What surprise?"
Her Majesty said, "You better not make one side bigger than the other. If you do, I won't forgive you."
Li Qianfan—
His left hand suddenly moved involuntarily, pinching Her Majesty's cheek.
Li Qianfan's heart!
Immediately sank. "209 is reacting to her."
Previously, 209 had always maintained a purely platonic mindset towards Her Majesty.
But now.
Because her blood also contained original 209 (which was not contagious), Li Qianfan's left hand, as the embodiment of 209, finally acted involuntarily towards her.
Su Nan yin didn't know any of this.
After being pinched, she immediately glared at him, "Kid, do you want to die?"
"If you have the guts, get up and chop me with a knife. Who are you trying to scare? Humph."
Li Qianfan pouted and turned, walking quickly out of the guest room as if treading on cotton.
Chong Chong ran out not to create a romantic atmosphere for them.
Instead, she and Mao Mao had prepared blood-replenishing food for him.
Given that Her Majesty would be staying in the middle courtyard tonight, Mao Mao and Chong Chong also decided to stay overnight here.
And they insisted that Li Qianfan, who was exhausted from donating blood and just wanted to return to the backyard and sleep, must also stay in the middle courtyard.
Considering they sat on either side of him, diligently and attentively feeding Mr. Qianfan, he reluctantly agreed.
At eleven o'clock at night.
Du Jun Lin returned.
Along with her to the Su family were Director Zhao, Li Nan Fang, and He Lan Ting Mei.
The news of the executive deputy director of Dark Blade being assassinated on the street had to be conveyed to them.
In the past two hours—
Upon hearing of the assassination attempt on Deputy Director Su, Director Zhao was furious!
He immediately ordered Li Nan Fang to deploy all Dark Blade members and mobilized a large number of special agents. Based on the road surveillance, they quickly launched a search.
However, even with Li Nan Fang personally leading the search, they couldn't find the clown who was injured by Du Jun Lin's punch.
And a certain unit organized by the high-level organization didn't know where the clown came from.
After all, during the Lantern Festival, many fun-loving citizens would dress up and join the festivities, which was quite normal.
"After receiving Director Zhao's orders, I immediately reviewed the surveillance footage near the incident site."
He Lan Ting Mei said, "I also saw the injured clown in the surveillance footage. I saw him escape the square amidst the chaos and get into a box truck that the assassin had prepared. The box truck was stolen. When we found the vehicle, it was parked in the shadows under the ornamental plants by the roadside in Olympic Park. But the clown and his accomplices had disappeared."
The vegetation coverage in Olympic Park was extensive, with dense trees.
Crucially, it was nighttime.
Once the assassin entered Olympic Park, they were like bees flying into a hundred-flower garden, impossible to find.
It was normal for assassins to plan their escape routes before acting.
"Following Qian Fan's suggestion, I went to several nearby hospitals."
Du Jun Lin glanced at Li Qianfan and reported to Director Zhao, "Several of the surgeons or nurses on duty at these hospitals were suddenly knocked unconscious tonight. Their work IDs and uniforms were also missing. It's obvious. The assassin had anticipated that we would go to these hospitals and had made arrangements there in advance to launch a second assassination attempt on my mother."
Su Zui, sitting beside Li Qianfan, shivered upon hearing Du Jun Lin's report.
With the corner of his eye, he gazed affectionately at Li Qianfan.
Only because, amidst everyone's panic, Li Qianfan remained terrifyingly calm and was able to predict that the assassin would target Su Nan yin at the hospital for a second assassination attempt.
Sister Mao Mao's affection for Li Qianfan grew with every glance.
She involuntarily recalled that electrifying night of the sixth Women's Clothing Festival in Tiandong.
She quickly crossed her legs discreetly.
"Qian Fan did well, remaining calm under pressure."
Director Zhao did not spare praise for Li Qianfan.
Li Qianfan's face was full of humility.
Li Nan Fang looked pleased.
He Lan Ting Mei also took a deep look at Li Qianfan, her gaze showing clear respect.
The assassin's whereabouts were now untraceable.
Fortunately, besides assassinating Su Nan yin, the assassin did not harm any innocent bystanders.
To avoid causing unnecessary panic, Director Zhao would not let this matter escalate online.
It would merely be perceived as a brawl at the scene.
Street brawls were quite normal occurrences.
As long as it didn't cause public panic about the lack of personal safety, people wouldn't care, and would continue to drink and dance.
It was obvious.
Ninety percent of the assassins targeting Su Nan yin were from the Dark Web.
This was because ever since Su Nan yin, the executive deputy director of Dark Blade, took her post on the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, she had intensified the investigation into the Dark Web and achieved certain results.
This had enraged the fifth president of the Dark Web, who was lurking in Sijiu, leading him to resort to such a desperate measure, planning this assassination attempt tonight against her!
It was definitely not President Jiao San.
President Jiao San and Li Qianfan were currently in a honeymoon period of cooperation.
Dark Blade had achieved certain results within a week of its establishment, thanks to President Jiao San's assistance.
With Su Nan yin's life confirmed to be out of danger, Director Zhao felt much relieved.
He said sternly, "Nan Fang, Ting Mei. The two of you must find the fifth president of the Dark Web as soon as possible. Otherwise, she will continue to cause us a lot of trouble in the future."
Li Nan Fang and He Lan Ting Mei nodded in unison.
The fifteenth day of the first lunar month!
Eleven-thirty at night.
The full moon was high in the sky—
At the foot of a small mountain in the outskirts of Busan, Hancheng, a car was speeding.