She died tragically at her engagement banquet, and was reborn to marry the heir of the Beijing elite

At this moment, Shen Mengxia, lying quietly on the hospital bed, looked incredibly fragile, like a soulless, lifeless rag doll.

Her petite frame appeared so frail that it evoked pity in people.

Her once fair and smiling face was now as pale as paper, without a trace of blood. Her eyes were tightly closed, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly like butterfly wings, but she could not open them.

The person lying on the hospital bed next to her was Jiang Zeyu. Jiang Zeyu was also seriously injured and was still unconscious.

At that moment, the ward door opened, and a tall man wearing a white coat and a mask walked in. He was pushing a cart full of medical equipment, and the tattoos on his exposed forearm were clearly visible.

His eyes were cold and ruthless, and he gripped a sharp scalpel tightly in his hand.

Shen Mengxia lay on the hospital bed, sleeping peacefully. The assassin quietly approached the bedside, looking at Shen Mengxia's face without a trace of pity. He picked up a scalpel and slowly brought it towards Shen Mengxia's throat.

Just at this critical moment, Jiang Zeyu woke up and saw that the assassin was about to succeed. He didn't care about the wires and tubes of various instruments he was wearing and started fighting with the assassin.

Jiang Zeyu was agile and skillfully dodged the assassin's attacks, quickly counterattacking. He used items in the hospital room as weapons, engaging in a fierce battle with the assassin.

The assassin was gradually losing ground and becoming increasingly agitated, his attacks becoming more frantic. Jiang Zeyu seized the opportunity, kicking the assassin's wrist, causing the dagger to fall. He then used the chance to subdue the assassin and press the emergency call button.

Strangely, despite the loud fighting and the pressing of the emergency call button, no medical staff were attracted to the scene.

Jiang Zeyu, due to his injury, quickly became exhausted and fell into a disadvantageous position.

Just when Jiang Zeyu felt he was about to give up, suddenly, a figure rushed into the room like lightning.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a tall, blond, blue-eyed foreigner! He nimbly joined the fight with the assassin, instantly relieving Jiang Zeyu's predicament.

Meanwhile, sounds of fierce fighting and shouting could be heard from outside from time to time, and the whole scene was chaotic.

Seeing this, Jiang Zeyu didn't hesitate to carry Shen Mengxia on his back and rush downstairs. They couldn't just stay here and wait to die! The situation was unclear; it was best to leave first.

He gritted his teeth and ran towards the door with all his might.

Along the way, he dodged left and right, nimbly weaving through the fiercely fighting crowd. Their fists and feet frequently brushed past him, but he narrowly avoided them all. Several times, he was almost hit by oncoming attacks.

Jiang Zeyu finally managed to rush to the hospital entrance on the first floor.

He was already panting heavily, his forehead covered in large beads of sweat. However, he didn't have time to rest for a moment; he immediately flagged down a passing taxi and anxiously shouted to the driver, "Quick! To the Z country embassy!"

As soon as they got into the taxi, they saw the group of people chasing after them. Jiang Zeyu hurriedly urged the driver, "Hurry up, there are bad guys chasing us. I'll give you double the fare."

Jiang Zeyu breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the crowd behind him not catch up.

Recalling the moments she had known Shen Mengxia, she wondered what conflict Shen Mengxia had gotten herself into. Someone wanted to kill her, while someone else wanted to save her. She even claimed to be an orphan, raised by the Fu family since childhood.

For the first time in his life, Jiang Zeyu felt a pang of regret. He regretted agreeing to help Shen Mengxia so hastily and easily, and being dragged into this crisis without understanding why. Now the situation was becoming increasingly complicated, and he had no clue what to do. Sigh!

However, he was clear on one point: premeditated murder or harm to public officials was intolerable under the laws of Country Z, and now he could conduct his investigation openly and legitimately.