"Ah —"
The sharp cry that was suddenly emitted from Ya Han's mouth was hoarse, sorrowful, and heart-wrenching. It caused Dao Ba's heart to surge with joy. This was indeed the saddest and most satisfying cry that he had heard in these four years.
However, such a cry would easily alarm the others. He covered Ya Han's mouth and turned the muzzle back. "Don't move!"
He didn't want to kill Ya Han so quickly. He wanted to inflict more pain on her.
However, ignoring the gun on her head, Ya Han's eyes seemed to have lost focus. She was struggling violently like a crazy female leopard. Her hands desperately tore at the gun. Scarface's right hand exerted force, but his left hand didn't pull the trigger. At some point, he felt a sudden pain in his hand. Ya Han had bitten his right hand that was covering her mouth.
After breaking free from Scarface's control, Ya Han ran a few steps and cried as she knelt in front of Jiaming. She frantically tried to stop his bleeding chest.
"Jiaming … stop joking. How is this possible … stop joking … wake up …"
"F * ck …"
Ya Han's desperate struggle was beyond his expectations. Scarface shook his bleeding right hand. The muzzle of the gun was still following Ya Han. He walked a few steps closer and pressed it against the back of her head. "F * ck, you …"
"The farce ends here."
Following the sudden sound, a hand grabbed the barrel of the pistol without warning. Shocked, he suddenly pulled the trigger. However, with the movement of the hand, the outer shell of the gun was directly erased. The inner core of the pistol, the spring, and other parts of the pistol jumped out with a bang.
Under his gaze, Jia Ming, who was on the ground, stood up and stared back at him like a ghost. His left hand was still holding the fruit knife.
"Don't be afraid …"
Being able to stand up after being hit in the left chest and disassemble the gun before the trigger was pulled … This was the first time he had seen such a thing. Of course, it would also be the last time.
As he spoke, Jiaming waved his right hand. When the cold light swept past, it directly tore Scarface's throat. Blood spurted out.
"… It's only a little pain."
His body staggered back two steps and leaned against the wall. His throat made a meaningless sound. He could no longer speak, nor could he sense any movement of his body. In his vision, that figure, that world, was gradually moving further and further away.
Those were the last words he heard in this world.
It's only a little pain …
At this time, Ya Han finally reacted. Her tear-filled face looked up in disbelief. She looked at Jiaming standing beside her and said in a choked voice. "This … Jiaming … you …"
"Don't worry, I'm fine."
Jiaming smiled naturally and put down the dagger in his right hand. Although he couldn't carry a gun with him, he always had a dagger with him. "I deliberately let him shoot. I've already calculated the trajectory … The bullet didn't hit his heart. As long as the doctor comes in time, his life won't be in danger. Heh, it's not difficult to kill a hooligan like this. Let him shoot a few more times … cough, cough … it's fine …"
His chest was still bleeding. Although he looked calm, the sudden cough indicated that he was injured. Ya Han looked at him and hesitated for two seconds. Then, she suddenly stood up, "I'll call the doctor!" However, Jiaming held her back, "Wait!"
"Don't worry, he'll be fine for the time being. I don't want others to know that I killed him, so it's best if it's because of you … In this case, we still have some things to do. From now on, listen to me."
With a smile, Jiaming opened Ya Han's handbag on the ground and took out a handkerchief. Then, he picked up the scattered gun parts on the ground and put them back in their original shape. Then, he fired a shot at the wall next to him. After making a bullet hole, he put the gun back in Scarface's hand.
"There's no problem with killing in self-defense. The police will at most ask a few questions. You saw that I was injured and went a little crazy. You struggled and bit him. Then, you took out a dagger and stabbed him. The situation was a little chaotic, so he didn't hit you. You were lucky … do you understand?
Take this dagger. It can't have my fingerprints on it. As for why I'm carrying this dagger, of course, it's up to you. After all, we were both kidnapped before, haha … "
Tears flowed down her face like a broken dam. Ya Han stood there helplessly. She watched Jiaming methodically rearrange the scene and then took the dagger. She was completely speechless.
Jiaming's chest was still bleeding. The fruit knife that had pierced his left palm was still stuck in it. Just now, Jiaming's body flew out and the wound was torn even more. After doing all this, Jiaming covered the wound and walked to the sofa.
"Then, you helped me to the sofa … Now, you can call for help."
As she cried, she reached out to wipe the tears on her face. Then, she turned and ran out the door, "Help! Help! Help!"
Mournful cries could be heard from outside the door. After a while, she came in with the dagger. Jiaming was already lying on the sofa.
Ya Han ran to his side and knelt down. She had learned first aid and nursing before, but at this moment, her hands were shaking. She didn't know what to do. Jiaming smiled. "Put the knife down first. Don't be nervous … Haha, you look like a pig's nose when you cry."
"You … You must be kidding."
Perhaps it was the words' pig nose 'that made her sober up a little. Ya Han suddenly cried and put down the knife. She reached out and pressed her hand on his chest. Tears flowed out uncontrollably. "Why did you let him shoot? I would rather I … Do you know that I almost thought you were dead? I almost thought you were dead …"
"I could see the trajectory of his shot. Maybe it's hard to believe, but that shot was under my control. It was the simplest and most direct way to lower his guard."
"If it wasn't for me …"
"It's none of your business."
Interrupting Ya Han's crying, Jiaming looked at the ceiling. "This is my own choice …"
Therefore, in order to become an outstanding assassin and warrior, one had to be ruthless. The ideal state was to have no love, no family, and no worries. If it was under normal circumstances, ten or even a hundred scars wouldn't be able to hurt him. However, just by holding a friend that he cared about hostage, he could exchange blood and life for it. Therefore, Minamoto No Yoritomo never dared to express his feelings. Therefore, when he became the king of assassins, he also became the most cowardly person in the world.
He had chosen his own path, but since he had already chosen it, there was nothing to complain about.
Fortunately, it was a close call this time. If a professional assassin had gotten the chance, the matter wouldn't have been resolved so easily. He would have chosen a more roundabout and effective way, but the hostage might have been hurt. This was something that he didn't want to happen.
Outside the door, the sound of people gradually came. Jiaming slowly closed his eyes. "Someone will be coming soon. I have to faint for a while. Ya Han, you …"
"Don't faint!" Ya Han suddenly cried. "You can't sleep. Don't close your eyes. Hey …"
"Please, I'm just fainting. Although it's okay to force myself to stay awake, I'm tired after losing so much blood. I'm just fainting. It's okay …"
"Hey, you can't sleep. Don't sleep. If you fall asleep … don't sleep. Please don't sleep …" Ya Han cried loudly. She reached out and slapped Jiaming's cheeks, causing his face to be covered in blood.
"Please, we're not shooting a movie. Fainting is an automatic adjustment of the human body …" Jiaming opened his eyes in pain.
Ya Han wailed.
"Don't cry, okay … I'm scared of you. I won't faint anymore …" Jiaming looked around and muttered helplessly. "You're much scarier than that guy …" Thinking about the two scary guys coming soon, Jiaming had a headache. Lingjing and Shasha … he couldn't tell Ya Han about Lingjing and Shasha. Ahhh … his head hurt …
*****
Early in the morning, at the hospital.
Hugging her head, Ya Han sat on the long bench in the corridor outside the operating room. Just now, the corridor was filled with people. Her father and stepmother, the family's private guards, the police, the Huang family's housekeeper, Dongfang Wan, Dongfang Lu, Liu Zheng, and a large group of elites from the Sand and Bamboo Group. Her father told the police that they must investigate thoroughly. The group of people from the Sand and Bamboo Group said in front of the police that they would destroy Huawei because of the grudge between Jiaming and Huawei yesterday. Just now, Liu Zheng's boiling emotions calmed down a little. Not long after, the director and the director of the bureau arrived and persuaded Liu Zheng to not act rashly before the matter was investigated thoroughly.
Lingjing and Shasha naturally came as well. The two of them were still in their pajamas. On the way here, Lingjing lost one of her slippers. At this moment, they were sitting by the side and crying silently. Wearing an adult's coat, they were waiting for the results of the operation.
Originally, when he saw Lingjing, Dongfang Lu took off his coat and put it on her. However, when she saw that it was him, the usually obedient and polite Lingjing threw the coat on the floor and continued to wipe her tears.
At this moment, she was wearing the coat of one of Liu Zheng's subordinates.
According to the police's information, Dao Ba had escaped from prison not long ago. However, after some investigation by Liu Zheng's subordinate's intelligence system, another piece of news came. After Dao Ba escaped from prison, the person who helped him was Huawei's number one subordinate.
For a moment, the situation seemed to become clear. Although Liu Zheng did not say anything, it was obvious that he had started to plan a war with Sanqing Group. The police seemed to be at their wit's end. Even Zhang Jingan leaned over with a gloomy face and spoke to Liu Zheng and some people in the police station. This incident had almost hurt Ya Han. The Zhang family would definitely get involved and pursue the matter to the end. Her stepmother was scolding loudly and declaring to everyone that this matter would not end.
Ya Han sat there in a daze, choking with sobs from time to time.
At around three in the morning, the door to the operating theater finally opened. As the head of the surgery and trauma department, Duan Jingxian took the lead and walked out. Lingjing cried as she ran over. "Are you okay? Is Jiaming okay?"
"He's fine. Everyone, don't worry. Jiaming was very lucky. The bullet went past his heart. If it had been one or two centimeters off course, I'm afraid the consequences would have been unpredictable.
Now that the surgery is over, Jiaming needs to rest. He can't talk to anyone right now. Everyone, wait until tomorrow to visit him. As for today … it's fine to go in and take a look. I think … Shasha, you should go in. Lingjing, hey, Lingjing … "
According to Mama Ye's thinking, since Shasha was Jiaming's girlfriend, she was naturally the most suitable person to go in. However, behind Shasha, Lingjing also ran in barefooted.
She could only smile helplessly and then closed the door.
Since the group of adults had confirmed that Jiaming was fine, they weren't very interested in visiting him. Liu Zheng and the others were probably already planning to kill him. Since Zhang Jingan was in cahoots with him, he would definitely be involved in dealing with Sanqing Group. The police gathered at the side, vexed as they discussed countermeasures.
In the crowd, Ya Han had already stood up. Looking at the door, there were tears and a relieved smile on her face.
He was fine, but … from the time Jiaming rushed in to save her, to the time he was shot, to the time he was sent to the hospital, she had thought of all the things she could do for Jiaming. No matter how unbearable or undignified she was, she had thought of all the things she could do for him. She wanted to be with him, to be grateful to him, to repay him, just like how the hero saved the damsel in distress in books and on television. However … Lingjing and Shasha had come, and they were crying …
They had gone in. Separated by the door, they were with Jiaming, while she stood outside the door. No one had thought of asking her to go in and take a look. No one thought that she had the right to do so. From the beginning to the end, he was theirs, he wasn't hers …
Mama Ye also came over, smiling as she comforted her. Speaking of which, Duan Jingxian was also her teacher's wife. Dongfang Wan also came over to say something, and then the elites of the Shazhu Group left. After some time, her father came over and patted her on the shoulder, saying that it was getting late and that they should go back. You can come and visit him tomorrow.
She stood up, took one last look at the door, and left with her father.
Yes, it's getting late. I should go back. Lingjing and Shasha can accompany you, and I can only come and visit you tomorrow openly and legitimately, just like a good friend.
He's fine, that's good …
Finally, she thought.