our son have… oh, I guess my brother isn't very wealthy.Miss Lin politely shook her head. The old woman persisted, finally reaching out and grabbing her wrist—"Damn, this old woman's acting like she's..."Mu Xiaoqiao, you're really spoiled," he said with a hint of exasperation.

"Where did... Who told you to eat vinegar randomly, I'm so magnanimous, forgetting past grievances, and you're still so petty." I whispered.

The Emperor would never admit to being jealous or rough. At most, he'd let out a cold snort, indicating a grudging concession.

"... Let me remind you, if the Great Shaman King appears, he will find it difficult to remain peacefully hidden within this magic circle afterward."

"But right now we can't afford to worry about that. If he doesn't have surgery, he's done for. The infection from the bullet is terrible." I said anxiously, "Please take me back, I need to beg Lin Yanhuan—"

"As the head of the Shen family now, you need to act like it. Don't just go running to others for help!" He squeezed my waist hard: "The Shen family has resources! Where's your brain"

I...

Indeed, how could I forget that the Shen family also has helicopters!

This makes things much easier, I just need to ask Lin Yanqin to contact the hospital.

After a whole night of struggle, I finally smuggled Mu Wanchen into the operating room from hundreds of miles away.

Lin Yanqin sat beside me outside the VIP operating room, whispering, "Is this the man who gave me the medicine last time How did he get hurt like this"

"I don't know either… that whole river valley of his is just villages, the people are quite traditional. There shouldn't be any guns... Could it be someone rebelled and got them from the black market to fight back against him" I frowned, guessing wildly.

"Is the gun that wounded him still around" Lin Yanqin asked.

I shook my head. "Didn't see anything, probably didn't leave... Want to check the serial number Black market firearms should all have their numbers filed off."

Lin Yanqin looked at me with a hint of surprise: "Xia Qiao, you actually understand these things"

"Oh... Our family is also in the black market business..."

...but only in the Yin Shan Ghost City.

Lin Yanqin said, "The country has strict gun control. Homemade firearms have limited power because bullets are harder to get. Plus, he doesn't seem to be an ordinary person, so he didn't cause penetrating wounds, which is a blessing in disguise. Otherwise, his arm would have been crippled!"

I let out a sigh of relief, thankfully I went to the Witch King's city. If I had waited another day or two, he might not have had to wait for his wife anymore.

"The mask he is wearing cannot be removed, he is very averse to this, please tell the doctor and nurses."

"Well, as I've already said."

"Huh"

"He was injured so badly, and he was still wearing that mask. He must not have wanted others to see his face. I had instructed the medical staff about this at the time."

Well, Lin Yanqin may be innocent, but she's very emotionally intelligent.

"No wonder my brother likes you so much," I winked at her.

She giggled twice, her face beaming with sweetness.

Waiting in the operating room was agonizing, so I tried to distract myself by chatting. I casually asked Lin Yanqin about my brother's gossip.

About her and my brother's intimacy, she wants to talk to me but can't bring herself to say those embarrassing words.

What are you talking about Could it be that she and my brother don't get along on some level

No way, my brother is amazing! He's definitely not clueless. All those action movies on his hard drive weren't for nothing. He's got the theory down, the experience, and he's even emotionally intelligent. Plus, he's getting more and more into Lin Yanqin. There's no way he could mess this up!

"The time and place aren't right to talk about this now," she whispered. "Come to my house in two days so we can chat privately."

The surgery took ten hours or so. Lin Yanqin said the doctor not only removed the bullet but also did some nerve connection stuff, which I didn't understand either. Anyway, it was good for Mu Wanchen's injury.

But I didn't expect this humanoid weapon to be so terrifying. When the medical staff pushed him out, they told us: anesthesia had no effect on him, and his blood type couldn't be determined. Now he was bleeding an amount that would normally cause shock in a normal person, but he was still conscious.

Lin Yanqin quickly pulled the doctor aside and instructed him to keep it a secret. This doctor had treated many officials and dignitaries, so he naturally knew that there were some things one should never be curious about.

If the anesthesia doesn't work... during the surgery, Mu Wanchen is enduring it!

It is said that the Great Shaman is the human being closest to a god. If we talk about seniority, these old witches like Ma Lao Tai would probably have to bow down to him. He is probably the most prominent figure among these common folk, isn't he

I hurried to catch up with the VIP room, before even entering I heard a roar: "Get out!"

Two young nurses, with red eyes, came out and saw me about to enter. They immediately complained: "Are you a family member This patient simply doesn't cooperate with the nursing care at all!"

"That... how are you going to take care of it"

"We have to change him into a patient's gown. He won't let us touch him, and he kicked us out... He just had surgery! If we move him around, his wound might damage the nerves again." The little nurse said with a pout.

"I'm sorry, I'll teach him a lesson." I hurried to twist the door open and go in.

As soon as I walked into the ward, I saw Mu Wanchen hanging one arm, biting a bandage in his mouth, and using one hand to wrap around his head and neck.

I was taken aback, what's going on

"You... what are you doing! Don't you worry about suffocating!" I quickly rushed over and grabbed his arm.

His arm didn't budge at all, what did this human weapon eat to grow up like this!

"Mu Wanchen! Stop fooling around, okay! Do you want to be a mummy! I barely managed to get surgery for you, do you know how troublesome it was! Don't move around, let the wound heal properly! Or do you want to become disabled!"

I'm getting a bit angry. It's true that when people trample on your kindness, you feel nameless anger rising. Jiang Qiyun must have been really annoyed with me before.

Mu Wanchen gasped heavily, turned around and sat on the hospital bed, facing away from me. "Mu Xiaoqiao... help me tie it, I'm not convenient with one hand."

"Tied...tied what"

"Just get it around the head and neck," he whispered.

His voice trembled slightly with suppressed pain.

This guy is simply incredible... He's so tough!

"Alright... I'll help you tie it, just don't move around."

Can't you just look Is his face that ugly He shouldn't care about looks, right

Well, if he really has something unspoken, I'll still respect him.

"Mu Wanchen, don't move. Let me wipe your face and neck, you're covered in sweat... I won't look at your face, just turn your back to me."

I brought a hot towel from the bathroom, those strips were still haphazardly draped across his face.

He didn't even grunt in pain, staying completely still with his back to me.

A strange loneliness.

I took off the bandage from his head, and his shoulders were tense.

>miled and said, "That's good then. In the end, it's right to keep some distance.""Come on, don't keep me in suspense! What are you talking about It sounds so weird. How old are you Stop acting like a...