Fāng Jiāqí smiled gently. "Nánfēng, your presence here won’t make Wushuang wake up. When she wakes up, I will let you know. Don’t worry, she will definitely be fine."
Fāng Jiāqí was a biological weapons researcher and a licensed senior physician. She was Wushuang’s attending doctor.
"Why hasn’t she woken up yet?"
"We’ve done everything we can. Wushuang suffered too much trauma, compounded by the gunshot wound, which lowered her immunity. Her body is weak, which is why so many issues have arisen. Trust , I won’t let anything happen to her," Fāng Jiāqí said softly, a look of wisdom in her calm eyes. "Your leg isn’t better yet. Do more physical therapy. You want Wushuang to wake up and see you healthy, don’t you?"
Kaka looked up at her. The gentle beauty on her face was a relaxing smile. He nodded. Fāng Jiāqí said a word to Mò Xiǎobái, then wheeled Kaka out to sunbathe and do so rehabilitation exercises.
Ghost Face was very curious about their relationship.
He thought Kaka and Wushuang were the couple, but the Vermilion Bird told him that Kaka and Fāng Jiāqí were the couple. They looked quite well-matched, like a prince and princess, and they interacted with great understanding.
However, the impression Wushuang and Kaka left on him during the battle at Devil’s Castle was too deep.
He still believed that Kaka and Wushuang were the true pair.
Mò Xiǎobái stood outside the Intensive Care Unit, looking at Wushuang. He pounded on the glass, his expression worried. Having grown accustod to being bullied by his sister, watching her lie in a hospital bed fighting death made him feel uneasy.
His anxiety was extre.
He ca to the hospital room every day to see Wushuang, but she still hadn’t woken up.
The Vermilion Bird shook her head, smiling as she said, "Jiāqí is still the most effective. We’ve tried persuading Nánfēng for so long, and he wouldn’t move an inch."
"Vermilion Bird, shut up!" Zhōu Mùhán’s cold voice sharply rebuked her. The usually taciturn man rarely showed such a stern expression, and it was the first ti he had spoken to the Vermilion Bird in such a harsh tone. "Get out!"
Mò Yáo narrowed his eyes. Mò Xiǎobái gave a cold smile. The Vermilion Bird also suddenly smiled at the Mò brothers and left with Fāng Jiāqí and Kaka. A fierce ruthlessness flashed in Mò Xiǎobái’s downcast eyes.
*That damned woman.*
Mò Yáo stood up, patted his shoulder, and silently shook his head. Mò Xiǎobái looked toward Wushuang in the hospital room, his fists slowly clenching.
Ghost Face, who was nearby, clearly felt the undercurrents of tension between the individuals.
The First Terror Organization and the Mafia.
Zhōu Mùhán looked at the Mò brothers apologetically. "Mò Yáo, Xiǎobái, I apologize. Kaka is also severely injured this ti. The Vermilion Bird and the Azure Dragon can’t help but bla Wushuang. I know, and I believe that Kaka would rather that bullet had hit him than Wushuang suffer even a scratch."
Mò Yáo humd in response, holding Mò Xiǎobái’s hand. He said faintly, "Although it’s not my place to comnt, your managent in the First Terror Organization doesn’t seem very good. A subordinate dares to speak ill of the master. When my cousin was around, who dared to say a single negative word about him?"
Mò Yáo’s tone was cold. "A master is a master, and a subordinate is a subordinate. Don’t presu on your seniority to overstep. In the Mafia, I would absolutely shoot such a person."
The core leadership of the First Terror Organization retired at age 35, replaced by newcors. The previous Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Black Tortoise were older than Yè Níngyuăn and retired earlier, hence the current batch. This current group had deep experience within the First Terror Organization. They were similar in age to Kaka and older than Zhōu Mùhán. Yè Níngyuăn’s authority was sothing no one could shake, and they wouldn’t dare say a word against him. Kaka had just taken over, having previously been in the intelligence division. He had to rely on them for many things initially, so they inevitably beca overfamiliar.
Zhōu Mùhán knew this, too. He, Kaka, and Bruno were in different departnts before entering the core managent. The Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Black Tortoise were the first-generation core mbers led by Yè Níngyuăn.
To use a workplace analogy, the three of them were the young masters, but the four of them were the veteran heroes.
They had gotten used to joking and teasing each other, which naturally blurred the boundaries.
This was also related to their internal atmosphere and personalities. Although they were all strong n, the environnt they grew up in was truly different, and the internal atmosphere was also different. Starting from Chǔ Lí’s generation, their leaders had a relationship like friends and family. Over ti, it was bound to beco difficult to control. Thus, when Yè Níngyuăn was in charge, he was more autocratic. Later, he gradually loosened control. Zhōu Mùhán believed Kaka or Tiānyǔ, given ti, would certainly be able to rein them in.
But it required ti and a process.
The Mafia was different. The fathers of Mò Yáo and Xiǎobái were not n who would allow others to dictate to them. They would absolutely swat them away with a punch. What they said was final. Mò Yáo and Xiǎobái inherited this autocracy.
The Mafia was very centralized; the First Terror Organization was very decentralized.
Both managent models had pros and cons.
Mò Yáo was speaking the truth. Zhōu Mùhán nodded. "We have our difficulties, Mò Yáo. We are not the sa as you guys."
The Mafia was an absolute monarchy. The Mò brothers had the absolute final say. They also had their four subordinates, Wind, Cloud, Thunder, and Lightning, but their power was minimal. The Mafia was easy to manage.
The First Terror Organization was too large and difficult to manage. Relying on just a few people wasn’t enough.
However, Zhōu Mùhán had occasionally discussed with Kaka that the power of the Azure Dragon, Vermilion Bird, Black Tortoise, and White Tiger was too great, and it was ti to scale it back. But it was definitely not the ti when Kaka had just taken office.
Mò Yáo snorted coldly. Mò Xiǎobái suddenly broke free of Mò Yáo’s grasp, stepped forward, and smiled sinisterly yet beautifully. "Mùhán, I absolutely will not allow anyone to disrespect my sister while she is fighting for her life in a hospital bed. I’ll let it slide this ti for your sake. Next ti... I will definitely kill her."
He wouldn’t care about anyone’s feelings.
"Understood!" Zhōu Mùhán smiled faintly. Mò Xiǎobái looked toward Wushuang in the hospital room. The anger simring inside him hadn’t dissipated. They were on the First Terror Organization’s turf, and he didn’t want to make things difficult for Kaka and Zhōu Mùhán.
Otherwise, he would have silenced that woman just now.
"Let’s transfer my sister to another hospital," Mò Xiǎobái said.
Ghost Face looked at Mò Xiǎobái in surprise. Transfer? Wushuang’s body couldn’t be moved at all. Moreover, Chǔ Nánfēng wouldn’t agree. Transferring her would cause too much harm to Wushuang. If anything went wrong, who would take responsibility?
Zhōu Mùhán was the first to speak. "Absolutely not, Xiǎobái. Don’t be impulsive. Wushuang’s injuries are too severe; she can’t be moved."
"I have ways to move her safely. And my sister doesn’t need that woman to save her." Mò Xiǎobái’s tone was even colder.
Mò Yáo gently squeezed Mò Xiǎobái’s hand. "Xiǎobái, the first person Wushuang will want to see when she wakes up is certainly not you or ."
That one sentence stifled all of Mò Xiǎobái’s rage.
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