Chapter 286 - Song Jia
Her eyelashes fluttered and her fingers trembled as Song Jia slightly moved. Gradually, she opened her eyes, her chest softly heaving up and down to inhale. As soon as her irises saw the light, they shut once again, feeling the glare. She slowly opened them once again and her beautiful black orbs began to adjust to the light.
Her ears perked upon hearing faint beeping sounds of machines, asuring her vitals. It took a second and her brain instantly synchronized itself to read her surroundings. As sobody who had undergone rigorous military training, her mind was trained to first detect and study the place she was in.
First, she imdiately wired her brain to think about how she got into this situation in the first place.
Undercover in the Jiang family. Jiang Wei caught and shot in the chest.
She thodically rembered the chain of events.
But what she still didn't understand was how she was alive? Even if the bullet didn't kill her, it was hardly imaginable that Wei would save her, the very sa person who fired the shot.
Her irises moved left and right and the familiar formaldehyde sll twitched her nostrils.
This is a hospital, she concluded.
Which was further proved as she saw the different machines and tubes connected to her.
Her ears tried to listen in any faint whispers and traces of conversations but she heard none.
Is this really a hospital?
There is always a rush of nurses and doctors going from one ward to another and even if they speak quietly so as not to disturb the patients, they cannot completely go silent. There are whispers and murmurs and the sound of people's footsteps walking from one place to another.
But here, it was completely silent which made her question if this really was a hospital.
The realization dawned a second later.
This is not a hospital. Even if I am alive, it is impossible for to be at a legitimate hospital. The Underworld doesn't work that way.
So what is this place?
If Jiang Wei's n had found still alive and breathing while disposing of , they would have imdiately inford him and this ti, he would have ended my life for sure. But I haven't kicked the bucket yet.
She narrowed her eyes.
But his n didn't realize that his bullet didn't kill . So they had nothing to inform him, which ans that Jiang Wei doesn't know that I am still alive. Sothing happened way after that.
If the Mafia King doesn't know that I am alive, then the only possible way to achieve that feat is that so other equally powerful person is capable of hiding the truth from him.
Sobody at par with Jiang Wei…
Her eyes squinted and only one na ca to her mind.
Yang Mingshen.
Of course, as sobody who had investigated Wei and the Underworld, the Yang family wasn't any stranger to her either. She knew that Yang Mingshen was just as powerful as Wei and his family was rooted in the Underworld just like the Jiang family.
At the ti she was undercover as a maid in the Jiang family, she ca to know that all the traitors who Wei killed would be disposed of to Mingshen. That was the deal between them.
Yang Mingshen….
He is an insanely capable doctor. I understand now. It was he who detected my pulse after Jiang Wei's n brought here, thinking that I was dead and for so reason, he decided to save .
She looked around the room.
This facility is his lab.
The question is why he saved ? What possible benefits would he get by saving the Mafia King's enemy?
There were a million questions running in her mind.
What about Xia Nuan? Was she caught by Jiang Wei too? Is she safe?
Her chest tightened in anxiousness.
The light in her eyes slightly flickered.
Lihua…
How is she? She must be so worried for . How many months has it been that I am lying here unconscious?
No ssage from . No call from . I hope she didn't do anything silly in trying to find out about . What if she ca to know about Wei and…
Even the thought of her death made her shudder. Wei never spared those who threatened him.
She clenched her fists and her gaze turned misty thinking about Lihua and Xia Nuan.
I don't know why Yang Mingshen saved . But it's my fate that God gave this life through him. She was aggrieved, thinking that an Underworld man saved her life and as a cop, she felt a huge distaste for this.
I have to be practical about this. Life is life. It doesn't matter who helps .
She tried to get up but felt an ache in her chest. She understood that she hadn't completely recovered. The bullet had grazed her heart, so she figured the cause of everything.
Damn it, my body has beco so weak...
Even her breaths were tired and restless. She tilted a bit but already felt dizzy.
But even if physically that was the case, her ntal fortitude was on a whole different level. Without batting an eyelid, she pulled away the syringes and tubes from the back of her hand.
She took heavy breaths and pressed the space between her brows. Her feet slowly touch the floor. As she fully stood on her feet, her sight went on to a glass panel at a far away distance in her room.
She narrowed her eyes. Her instinct tingled and she limped towards the glass window.
As she reached nearer, the faint figure of a person beca recognizable. She tilted her head and her eyes slightly widened seeing an unconscious woman lying on the bed attached to similar tubes and machines as Song Jia was connected to. She looked pale and weak. Beyond the window, there was another room where the woman was admitted.
Who is she?
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