In Shi Lang's memory, he had always been the son of the Ship King, living a life of luxury and aloofness. Due to his father's great reputation, whenever his lineage was mentioned, it would scare others into a state of apprehensive obedience!
Moreover, his father had a close relationship with Mr. Scar in North City, they were sworn brothers. Because of his father's seniority, he was even called "Brother" by Mr. Scar, which made him even more untouchable in North City, walking with an air of arrogance!
But tonight, Jiang Feng's actions completely overturned his understanding, making him utterly furious!
"Damn it, how dare this bastard treat me like this?!"
"Trying to play the hero in front of Nangong Qingcheng, right? Just wait, I'll make sure you can't get away with it!"
With overflowing hatred, Shi Lang viciously threw the roses to the ground and stomped on them, feeling like a young wolf humiliated, he left in resentment!
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In the hospital room, Nangong Qingcheng was touched by Jiang Feng's actions. The feeling of being protected was so familiar and long-missed!
At the same time, she was also very worried about Jiang Feng. After all, the Shi Family was a truly influential family in Binhai, no less renowned in the city than the Han Family of South City. Because the Shi Family was engaged in ocean trade and the port business, the people under their employ were more of a mixed bag, and if they wanted to retaliate against Jiang Feng, it would probably be more intense than the Han Family!
Jiang Feng, however, behaved as if it were nothing, looking at the noticeably haggard Nangong Qingcheng with some distress, he said, "These past few days, I've made you worry, it's my fault."
Nangong Qingcheng's eyes reddened. She looked at Jiang Feng, who had been away for a long time, and although she had a lot to say, at this moment, she couldn't say anything at all. She bit her lip lightly and shook her head, then forced a smile, "As long as you're back."
As long as you're back.
Those four words encompass so much heartache, worry, relief, and calm.
Jiang Feng's heart stirred, and he couldn't help but step forward gently embracing Nangong Qingcheng in his arms.
Nangong Qingcheng's whole body stiffened briefly, but did not resist, leaning quietly into Jiang Feng's embrace, enjoying the long-missed warmth.
After a long hug, Nangong Qingcheng suddenly remembered something, gently pushing Jiang Feng away, she asked, "By the way, where is Fei'er? Did you manage to rescue her?"
"Yes. I rushed into the sea at the most dangerous moment and found her. Later, the waves carried us to a distant deserted island where we lost all contact, trapped until a rescue ship found us this morning." Jiang Feng briefly recounted the experience to Nangong Qingcheng.
Nangong Qingcheng listened anxiously. She didn't ask for details but knew that Jiang Feng and Chu Feifei must have had a tough time on that island, or else Jiang Feng wouldn't look tanned all over.
"Oh, right!" Nangong Qingcheng suddenly remembered something, asking worriedly, "I heard Fei'er's father was attacked and killed! Does she know about this? If she knows, she must be heartbroken."
"She knows. She was there when her father died. I just finished attending the funeral and memorial service with her and sent her home."
Jiang Feng then recounted the entire internal turmoil of the Chu Family to Nangong Qingcheng, who was also filled with righteous indignation. She felt both anger at Chu Yan's deeds and more sympathy for Chu Feifei.
"How could that Chu Yan do such a thing? It's simply repaying kindness with enmity!" she said angrily. She had met Chu Yan and Su Dieche, but she never expected the two to collude and commit such unthinkable acts.
"How is Fei'er doing emotionally now?"
"She's better. Don't worry about her for now. You haven't rested well these past few days either; you look so tired, with bloodshot eyes." Jiang Feng gently brushed Nangong Qingcheng's bangs, revealing her exquisite face, and began to worry again.
Nangong Qingcheng couldn't help but blush, her gaze shifting, unable to meet Jiang Feng's eyes. "I'm okay, it's just that my grandfather is not in good condition. The day after you disappeared, he heard the news — it was Nangong Yan who told him — and in a hurry, he went with me to the North City Pier to look for you. He fell ill from worry and stress."
Jiang Feng's heart tightened upon hearing this. As expected, the Old Man fell ill because of him. He temporarily released Nangong Qingcheng and walked to the bedside, seeing Nangong Honghu lying unconscious. He asked, "How is he now?"
"The doctors have been taking good care of Grandpa, but during a full body examination, they found a tumor below his stomach. We don't know yet if it is benign or malignant; a biopsy needs to be done after removal..." As she spoke of this, Nangong Qingcheng was filled with worry again.
"A tumor?" Jiang Feng frowned, understanding what a tumor signifies — it's often synonymous with "cancer," meaning the Old Man might have cancer?
Regarding cancer, though Jiang Feng could cure it using Devouring Sky Demon Qi, the rampant growth ability of cancer cells means that eradicating them completely could cause significant damage to the Old Man's organs and Primordial Qi, outweighing the benefits!
To both cure the disease and address its cause, Western medicine's surgical removal is the most effective method.
"When is the surgery?"
"It's not determined yet. The tumor's location is too dangerous for any doctor at Southern City Hospital to attempt surgery. Only a surgeon at Central Hospital in Binhai is confident enough, but she's very busy with a packed schedule. We won't get an appointment until next month, and grandpa's condition isn't stable enough to transfer hospitals. We can only wait," Nangong Qingcheng said bitterly.
"What is the name of the Central Hospital's chief surgeon you mentioned?" Jiang Feng asked.
"I don't know her first name, just her surname, Murong — she's a very skilled female doctor."
"Murong Qian???" Jiang Feng blurted out!
He never expected that the only person in Binhai who could treat the Old Man would be Murong Qian!
After a moment of contemplation, Jiang Feng calmly said, "Don't worry, I'll find a way for this. Stop forcing yourself; get some good sleep. I'll take the night watch tonight."
"I'm not tired; let's keep watch together." Although Nangong Qingcheng was indeed exhausted, she knew Jiang Feng was even more tired. How could she let Jiang Feng keep watch while she slept?
"I'm fine. Trust me; go to sleep." Jiang Feng pinched Nangong Qingcheng's cheek and said.
Nangong Qingcheng's face reddened again. Unable to win against Jiang Feng, she went to sleep first, thinking that even if she slept until midnight, she could take over the watch from Jiang Feng.
There was only one caretaker bed in the room. Jiang Feng let Nangong Qingcheng lie on it, and he sat by her bedside, quietly guarding her.
Nangong Qingcheng lay on her side with hands clasped under her cheek, gazing at Jiang Feng for a while before her weary eyes closed heavily.
The continuous days without sleep had pushed Nangong Qingcheng's spirit close to collapse. Now that Jiang Feng was back, the tense strings of her heart unwound, and she finally allowed herself to relax for a while. As weariness swept over her, she soon fell into a deep sleep.
This sleep promised to be incredibly sweet.
Meanwhile, under the cover of the dark night, a Volvo S40 from North City shot like an arrow along North City's roads, brimming with intense hatred for Jiang Feng, it drove into a well-known affluent residential area of North City.
Thus, a new wave of revenge against Jiang Feng began!