Soul Patch

Chapter 287 He's injured!
Is their target Yang Shanshan?
But...why?

The thought flashed through their minds, and they had already fallen to the ground.

Wenjie held Yang Shanshan tightly in his arms, his arms bearing the weight of both of them, and moving so fast...

"what……"

Yang Shanshan screamed.

"hiss"

Wenjie landed on his left side, feeling a burning pain, and cold sweat poured out of his body.

He gritted his teeth and didn't utter a sound... but his brows furrowed more and more tightly.

"...What happened?"

Yang Shanshan opened her eyes wide in horror and clung to Wenjie like a fertilized rabbit.

Her words reminded Wenjie, and disregarding the intense pain in his wound, he wrapped his arm around Yang Shanshan and rolled half a circle in place.

In this way, his body blocked the direction from which the bullets would come.

In fact, the moment the female rioter pulled the trigger, the surrounding SWAT officers rushed up and subdued her.

Seeing that their plan had been exposed, the thug's expression turned ferocious. His round eyes glared, and he suddenly jumped up and fought back frantically, firing wildly with his miniature pistol in his hand...

He was yelling and cursing incoherently.

She was speaking Japanese, and Wenjie couldn't understand what she was saying, but he guessed she was cursing and slandering him...

Let her be. We'll find a translator later and take her to the police station to make a statement. Let's see if we can get anything out of her.

Despite the excruciating pain, Wenjie asked in as light a tone as possible, "Are you injured?"

Yang Shanshan's gaze softened, she lowered her eyes, and gradually, a blush appeared on her cheeks.

She pursed her lips shyly and said softly, "It's nothing... thank you!"

Hearing Yang Shanshan say she was alright, Wenjie breathed a sigh of relief and looked at her affectionately: her pink, plump lips looked so luscious...

Soon, Yang Shanshan felt embarrassed by the stares and turned her face away shyly.

You shielded me from a bullet with your body back then, it wouldn't be too much for me to repay you with my life... Wenjie felt a pang of tenderness in his heart.

That incident was deeply etched into his subconscious. The subsequent explosion made him forget many things, but he never forgot Yang Shanshan.

Upon seeing Yang Shanshan, that feeling of warmth and familiarity seemed to penetrate to the very core of my being.

but……

Can we get up now...? His left arm, shoulder, and left leg were all in excruciating pain.

He kept gritting his teeth and persevering, and a layer of sweat unknowingly seeped from his forehead.

Seeing that Yang Shanshan showed no intention of getting up, Wenjie said gently, "Yang Shanshan..."

Yang Shanshan became even more shy, lowering her head even further and blushing like a ripe peach: "Hmm?"

"Can you get up first?"

"oh oh"

Yang Shanshan was stunned for a moment before her intelligence slowly returned.

She peered at Wenjie's left side and was shocked: he was injured!
My left shoulder and arm have two layers of clothing torn, a patch of skin scraped, and blood mixed with dust and tiny pebbles... Ouch, it looks painful.

I don't know what I was thinking. Didn't I realize that if I lunged like that, I was bound to get hurt?
She quickly got up and reached out to help Wenjie: "Slow down, wait... What's the rush? Slow down!"

Uh... Wenjie had never been cared for like this before, and he was a little unaccustomed to it for a moment.

He glanced at the injuries on his shoulder and arm, and said casually, "It's nothing, just superficial wounds."

He then walked towards the ambulance. "What minor injury? Look how serious the scrape is! Slow down... Hey, wait for me!" Yang Shanshan complained, but her feet moved quickly, following Wenjie closely.

"Was our relationship really that blatant before?" Wenjie wondered.

He was so happy that he walked with extra energy. Even though he was injured and had to go to treat his wounds, he looked like a victorious general returning from a battle.

His teammates, seeing him, couldn't help but exchange knowing glances, their eyes filled with obvious envy and jealousy.

He seemed to sense the unfriendly looks from the group of young men, coughed lightly, and his face returned to seriousness.

Now is not the time to be happy! He reminded himself silently.

The situation is complicated. The V-shaped assassination squad is good at assassinations... but how did a petite Japanese woman suddenly appear out of nowhere?

Well... let's assume she's Japanese, since she speaks Japanese and has a watermelon-shaped hairstyle, which makes her look rather odd at first glance.

The woman seized the opportunity and pointed the gun at Yang Shanshan and him.

So what exactly is the relationship between this woman and the V-shaped Smash Team?
When Wenjie arrived in front of the ambulance, he looked at the white coat standing next to it.

The man was still reeling from what had just happened; his eyes were fixed on the empty street.

That was the direction the madwoman was being taken away from.

"Doctor..." Wenjie called him softly, afraid that a loud voice would startle him.

The other person was expressionless and looked blank.

He seemed completely unaware of his arrival, let alone that someone was talking to him.

"Doctor!" Yang Shanshan raised her voice, her voice sharp and piercing.

"Ah..." The doctor's dead fish eyes finally focused.

He turned to look at the man and woman in front of him, and asked as if in a dream, "When did you get here? What...what do you want?"

"We've been standing here for ages!" Yang Shanshan said indignantly, but the next second a smile appeared on her delicate face: "Doctor, he's injured, could you please treat his wound?"

“Uh…” The male doctor’s gaze lingered on Yang Shanshan’s delicate face for a moment, and a look of amazement appeared on his face.

I was so focused on saving that crazy woman that I only caught a glimpse of this woman from afar, noticing that she had a great figure, but her face was even more stunning!
Emmm...it wasn't her who was injured, it was a man.

Of course, deep down he didn't want such a beautiful girl to get hurt.

It's just that treating a pretty young woman's wounds is definitely more motivating than treating a grown man's.

The male doctor reluctantly shifted his gaze from Yang Shanshan's face to Wenjie.

His gaze turned noticeably colder when it fell on Wenjie. He glanced at the injured area and said indifferently, "It's just a superficial wound, nothing serious. Don't worry. I'll treat the wound and bandage it for you."

"Thank you!" Wenjie said politely.

"Thank you," Yang Shanshan replied crisply.
The male doctor looked at Yang Shanshan's smiling face and said with a slight smile, "You're welcome."

He skillfully took out the first-aid kit, cut open Wenjie's left sleeve, and began to bandage his wound.

Yang Shanshan leaned closer and watched intently as the doctor skillfully disinfected and cleaned the wound with alcohol...

She scrunched up her little face, puffed out her cheeks, and kept blowing air around her, saying, "Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh... Wenjie, this way it won't hurt, right?"

"Silly girl..." Wenjie smiled and ruffled Yang Shanshan's hair.

They're showing off their love in public... The male doctor's expression grew increasingly serious; he didn't even lift his eyelids, focusing intently on inserting the needle, sewing the thread, and tying the knot.

"Alright, stop blowing, you're affecting the doctor's work," Wenjie said indulgently.

"You're smart enough to know your place..." the male doctor thought to himself.

(End of this chapter)