After she became the daughter of a vicious warlord, she cleaned herself up

"boom!"

A deafening gunshot exploded in the quiet hospital corridor.

At the elevator entrance, a man wearing a blue cleaning suit and a mask, pushing a cleaning cart, suddenly took out a Continental revolver from a black garbage bag and fired at them.

The bullet, carrying the breath of death, flew past Jiang Shiyuan's ear and left a shocking bullet hole on the snow-white wall.

"Hiss——" Blood instantly gushed out from Jiang Shiyuan's right auricle, and she gasped in pain.

Blood dripped onto Jiang Shiyuan's white coat, like red plum blossoms blooming in the snow.

The doctors and nurses on this floor also suddenly became panicked. They all turned pale, covered their ears, screamed, and ran away in all directions.

The four bodyguards of the Kong family had not noticed the man dressed as a cleaner just now, but now they reacted and surrounded him at lightning speed, drawing their guns and shooting in a well-trained manner.

"Bang bang bang-"

Jiang Shiyuan and Shen Yifeng were quick to protect Song Ailing behind them almost at the same time. Based on their professional experience as agents, they shouted in unison: "Leave her alive!"

So the two bodyguards shot at the cleaner's limbs. The accurate shooting made the other party lose the ability to resist instantly, and he fell to the ground in pain.

The other two bodyguards came over, quickly kicked away his pistol, and subdued him to the ground.

Unexpectedly, the cleaner's head was pinned to the ground by the bodyguard's knee, but he still refused to obey and started shouting crazily.

"You are a bunch of Kong and Song lackeys, you are helping the tiger!"

"Song Ailing and Kong Xiangxi are big termites and vampires of the Nanjing National Government!"

"They bent the law for personal gain and abused their positions to disrupt monetary policy, manipulate the stock market, and frantically squeeze the people's hard-earned money!"

"Today I will enforce justice on behalf of the heavens and kill them!"

Jiang Shiyuan was shocked when he heard this. Could it be that the assassin was not a spy, but a righteous patriot who came specifically to expose the true face of the Kong and Song conglomerates?

Seeing that the crisis was resolved, Song Ailing was helped up by Jiang Shiyuan and Shen Yifeng.

She first checked Jiang Shiyuan's right ear injury with a nervous look on her face. Jiang Shiyuan quickly comforted her and said that he was fine.

So Song Ailing nodded and immediately walked to the cleaner with a cold expression.

She used the pointed heel of her high-heeled shoe to press hard on his palm, which immediately caused him to scream like a pig being slaughtered.

She looked down at the cleaner and asked sternly, "Tell me, who sent you here?"

The cleaner suddenly laughed out loud, showing an expression of fearlessness, and said with gritted teeth: "Song Ailing, you and Kong Xiangxi are greedy and have done many evil things. Sooner or later, you will be punished. Even if I become a ghost, I will not let you go!"

Seeing this, Shen Yifeng subconsciously exclaimed: "Oh no, he's going to take poison!"

The bodyguard who held down the cleaning foreman quickly removed his jaw, causing him to instantly lose his bite force and no longer be able to bite through the wax-coated poison pill hidden in his back teeth.

The cleaner let out a wheezing sound and stared at Shen Yifeng with vicious eyes, as if he wanted to cut him into pieces with his gaze.

"Damn idiot!" Shen Yifeng cursed softly, stepped forward quickly, and knocked him out with a quick punch.

Then he grabbed the cleaner's chin and pushed his slender fingers into his mouth.

A white wax ball that was almost bitten apart, mixed with turbid saliva, rolled out of the cleaner's mouth.

Shen Yifeng was quick-witted and took out a black handkerchief from his suit pocket and caught the poison steadily.

He wrapped the handkerchief carefully and put it in his pocket, without a trace of emotion on his stern face.

"Escort him to No. 1 Honggong Temple and interrogate him thoroughly. Make sure to find out who is behind this!" Shen Yifeng coldly ordered the bodyguard.

Two bodyguards immediately picked up the cleaner who was lying on the ground and dragged him out of the hospital corridor.

The remaining two bodyguards continued to stand guard in front of Song Ailing.

Song Ailing recalled the scene where Jiang Shiyuan pounced on her, and a trace of fear flashed through her heart.

Then he patted his chest lightly and turned to look at Jiang Shiyuan.

"Doctor Xiao Jiang, are you okay? Your ears..." Song Ailing's eyes were full of concern.

Jiang Shiyuan raised her hand and gently touched her right ear. The warm and sticky blood on her fingers reminded her of the shock she had just experienced.

"I'm fine. It's probably just a minor scrape. It can be treated simply." Jiang Shiyuan smiled as if he was relaxed.

"No, this is not a trivial matter. What if your hearing is damaged?"

Song Ailing said firmly, "Come on, I'll take you for a check-up."

Shen Yifeng also walked forward, his brows slightly furrowed, with worry in his eyes.

"Yes, Doctor Jiang, it would be safer to have a quick and careful check."

Jiang Shiyuan couldn't persuade them, so he nodded and agreed.

Song Ailing took Jiang Shiyuan's arm affectionately, as if she were her own daughter, and went to the ENT department of the hospital together.

Shen Yifeng followed them quietly. His tall and straight figure looked particularly reliable in the sunlight in the corridor.

"Doctor Jiang, you are really the lifesaver of Lao Kong and me. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I would..."

Song Ailing restrained her aura of a smart and capable woman at this moment, and said with lingering fear.

"Mrs. Kong, you are too polite. I didn't think that much at the time..." Jiang Shiyuan shook his head and said softly.

"Xiaoyuan, please don't call me Madam Kong. It sounds so strange. Just call me Aunt Song."

Song Ailing said enthusiastically, "You saved my life and my husband's life, so you are the benefactor of our Kong and Song families!"

"From now on, your uncle and I will treat you as a family member, just like Xiao Feng!"

Jiang Shiyuan was slightly stunned. He didn't expect that he could win Song Ailing's trust and closeness at such a small cost.

"Aunt Song..." Jiang Shiyuan called softly with a shy smile of a young girl on her face.

"Hey, that's right."

Song Ailing patted the back of Jiang Shiyuan's hand with satisfaction, and suddenly her eyes lit up as if she remembered something.

"By the way, Xiaoyuan, are you married or not?"

Jiang Shiyuan was caught off guard by this sudden question, and his cheeks flushed slightly.

"Aunt Song, I... am not married yet..."

"Oh, that's good, that's good!" Song Ailing smiled even more happily and turned to look at Shen Yifeng behind her.

"Our Xiao Feng was transferred back to Jinling from the United States last year for work. She is already 32 years old this year, and she is not in a hurry to get married!"

"Xiao Feng, what do you think of Xiao Yuan?"

"She is young and beautiful, has excellent medical skills, is kind-hearted, smart and brave. She is a very good girl!"

"Or else, why don't you two try dating each other? Who knows, you might even become closer!"

Shen Yifeng was somewhat embarrassed by Song Ailing's sudden matchmaking move, and his handsome face instantly turned red.

"Aunt, what are you talking about? Miss Jiang..." Shen Yifeng smiled helplessly, glanced at Jiang Shiyuan, and stopped talking.

Jiang Shiyuan even pretended to be a shy girl, wishing she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into immediately.

"Why? Xiaoyuan may not be interested in you, and you are not happy?"

Song Ailing pretended to be angry and glared at Shen Yifeng, "Such a good girl is hard to find even with a lantern. If you miss her, don't blame me, your aunt, for not reminding you!"

Shen Yifeng and Jiang Shiyuan looked at each other, and both saw helplessness in each other's eyes.

It turns out that no matter how powerful the elders are, they still like to act as matchmakers for the younger generations!

However, Song Ailing seemed not to notice their awkwardness and continued talking to herself, as if she had already determined that the two of them were a match made in heaven.

Jiang Shiyuan smiled bitterly in his heart, it seemed that he couldn't avoid this "random matchmaking".

So she used her killer move and smiled gently at Song Ailing.

"Aunt Song, I'm afraid I'm going to let you down..."

"After all, I have already been engaged to Chen Jing'an, the second young master of the Chen family in Shanghai..."