In the operating room, a highly difficult tumor removal surgery had been ongoing for over two hours.
Outside, the Nangong Family had been waiting anxiously, unable to sit still and their hearts burning with worry.
Suddenly, the door of the operating room was opened. A young assistant, carrying a tumor that had been cut out and packed in a transparent bag, shouted to those outside: "Family of the patient, take it for testing!"
The crucial moment had finally come. Nangong Qingcheng mustered the courage to step forward but suddenly felt weak in her legs and almost fell.
At the critical moment, a pair of strong hands caught her body. Jiang Feng calmly said, "I'll do it."
Helping Nangong Qingcheng regain her footing, Jiang Feng then took the test bag and headed to the pathology lab without a word.
Nangong Qingcheng, worried, despite her suppressed emotions, hurriedly followed.
Meanwhile, Nangong Jinrong and the other adults, hesitated to go but missed the chance, only able to watch Jiang Feng and Nangong Qingcheng leave together.
...
At the entrance of the pathology lab, after handing over the test bag, Nangong Qingcheng appeared even more nervous. It was more agonizing than a fateful trial; life and death hung on one pathology report. She didn't know if she could stand it if the result were malignant.
After a torturous wait of over ten minutes, the pathology result finally came out. Nangong Qingcheng checked it carefully. Seeing the words "tumor is regular" and "positive," she burst into tears of joy and threw herself into Jiang Feng's arms.
Jiang Feng was taken aback but then gently hugged Nangong Qingcheng. He knew how frightened she had been for days, and only in this moment was she finally able to let go.
Nangong Qingcheng stayed in Jiang Feng's embrace for quite a while to calm down before realizing her slip of composure. Embarrassingly, she left Jiang Feng's hug, rubbed her moist eyes, and said, "Let's go, we'll tell mom and dad the good news."
Jiang Feng nodded.
After all, no matter how fiercely this family fought, they were still family. Nobody wanted the Old Man dead; blood ties were stronger than anything, so Jiang Feng sometimes found it in him to tolerate the demanding ways of Nangong Jinming's family, respecting the ties.
After showing the benign test result to the four families, they all breathed a sigh of relief. Having submitted the pathology report, only the suturing of the incision was left, and Nangong Honghu could come out.
Another long wait ensued.
Forty minutes later, Nangong Honghu was wheeled out. Learning he was not at risk of cancer, his face showed immense relief.
In contrast, Murong Qian appeared even more exhausted than him because she came to perform the surgery right after work, without having eaten. After focusing intensely, she looked worn out and pale as paper.
Seizing the moment when everyone went to care for the Old Man, Jiang Feng strode up to Murong Qian and said, "Thank you."
"Thank me for what? We had a deal. Now that my task is complete, remember your promise to me." Murong Qian deliberately joked, her beautiful eyes blinking as she gazed at Jiang Feng.
"I'll take you to dinner tonight." Jiang Feng didn't say more and directly extended the invitation.
"I want Western food and some red wine." Murong Qian indirectly agreed.
"I'll pick you up after work."
"Okay."
After a brief conversation, Murong Qian left first. She was really busy, with another surgery in the afternoon. She could only catch some sleep in the taxi.
Watching her tired figure leave, Jiang Feng sighed softly: After all, she's a lady from the prestigious Capital City family, why suffer like this?
Shaking his head, Jiang Feng returned to the Old Man's ward.
...
Because of Nangong Honghu's condition and the Old Man's surgery at noon, Nangong Qingcheng had never mentioned it to Chu Feifei and the others, so when they found out in the afternoon, it was already late.
Chu Feifei, Bai Zhiqing, Liu Shiyuan, and even Zhang Qinyao, called one after another, inquiring about Nangong Honghu's situation and expressing their intent to come.
However, Nangong Qingcheng persuaded each one not to come.
First, because the Old Man's health was still weak and he needed rest, having too many people around wouldn't be good.
Additionally, she had not yet publicly disclosed her relationship with Jiang Feng to these sisters. If they came, they would know she and Jiang Feng were a couple.
And this was a secret that couldn't be revealed for now!
Jiang Feng didn't mind these things. While the Old Man drifted into sleep again, he took the opportunity to call Situ Yan, wanting to inquire about the progress of the interrogation of Chu Yan and the Han Brothers.
Over there, Situ Yan coldly and briefly replied, "Trust me, they will not escape legal prosecution!"
Then, without a hint of hesitation, Situ Yan hung up the phone!
Her indifferent attitude and decisive tone were unlike her usual self and starkly different even from yesterday, leaving Jiang Feng puzzled.
He tried calling Situ Yan again, but she refused to pick up. Jiang Feng sent text messages, but she didn't reply.
"Could she have encountered some trouble again?"
Jiang Feng quickly dismissed the thought.
Situ Yan was always strict and impartial, never dispirited by case matters, much less allowing work to affect her personal life to have this cold attitude toward him.
Strangely, Jiang Feng recalled her unspeakable expression on the warship's deck, more convinced she was hiding something from him.
However, he couldn't break away at the moment and could only wait until the Old Man's condition stabilized to ask her clearly.
...
By dusk, Jiang Feng, per the arrangement, under the pretense of having some matters, left Nangong Qingcheng to look after the Old Man alone. He first went out to buy a new phone, change to his old number, and then headed to Central Hospital to pick up Murong Qian after work to repay his debt of gratitude.
At the same time, a flight from Nanzhe to Binhai landed at Binhai Airport.
Amid the endless stream of people, a distinctive figure descended from the gangway.
It was a young girl, dressed in a black leather jacket that perfectly outlined her figure, wearing a veil that concealed her elegant features and delicate skin on her cold face. She carried a black leather case with her white jade hands.
Walking through the bustling crowd, her graceful posture and taut long legs were particularly eye-catching, but the girl's every move seemed to congeal with icy frost, signaling that she wasn't to be trifled with, especially as her eyes were as icy as the blade of a Death God.
"Driver, to South City." She said as she got into a taxi, holding her black case that hid the covert, her voice was pleasing but carried a chill.
"Okay." The driver glanced at her but didn't ask more, stepping on the gas headed straight for South City.
"Target: Jiang Feng!" She reconfirmed the information on her phone, her gaze icy cold.
She was the assassin from the Demon Moon Alliance!