Urban Soldier Young Master

Chapter 890 - 889: Ward 413

After hanging up the phone, Chu Ge dialed Qin Ruojing's number again. Although he really felt guilty, there were some things he felt he had to do.The call was quickly connected, and Chu Ge asked in a relaxed tone, "Honey, what are you doing?"

"Nothing much, just daydreaming."

"Wow, that's rare. Are you thinking about me too deeply?"

"You narcissist, I was thinking about the film that Tianjiao Film and Television shot. It's about to be released soon, and I don't know how the box office will be. I feel quite uncertain."

"What's there to be uncertain about? There are so many celebrities in the film. Just for the hype alone, it can't be bad. You can rest easy."

"Hope so. By the way, why did you call?"

"Ahem, uh…" Chu Ge felt a bit embarrassed. He's been away from home a lot recently, and it's really hard to say this.

"You're not coming home again tonight, right?"

A soft sigh came through the earpiece, and Chu Ge seemed to feel a wave of helplessness through the phone.

"Ha! Honey, you're amazing. I haven't said anything yet, and you guessed it."

"That joke's pretty cold. What's next? Are you going to tell me you might disappear for a few days, not sure when you'll be back?"

"Uh… that might be the case, or I might be back home tomorrow."

"Got it, go get busy if you have things to do. I don't mind, it's not the first time anyway."

"Honey, I…"

"If you're going to say sorry or something like that, just save it. Who let me choose you as my husband anyway? That's it, not talking now."

Listening to the "beep beep" sound in his ear, Chu Ge couldn't help but smile faintly. It's really hard for Qin Ruojing to have a husband like him. If it were other women, they probably couldn't take it anymore, right?

Sigh…

Putting away his phone, Chu Ge only took a few hundred yuan in cash, nothing else, and walked out the door directly, heading straight to the Lidu City First People's Hospital by taxi. That's where the hospitalized Han Zhe and Jin Yingji, who were shot, were.

The three shots that Chu Ge fired at the time caused severe damage to these two people's nerves and bones. They are currently staying in the orthopedic ward, fourth floor, Ward 413.

Thinking about the room number of this ward, Chu Ge finds it quite amusing, directly associating it with "SB" in sound and shape.

Just stepping onto the fourth-floor corridor, Chu Ge saw two policemen stationed at the door. Although he didn't know what these two policemen were called, both were familiar faces. They had previously helped Shangjian Restaurant transfer problematic meat, and they were also present during the search of the printing factory warehouse, belonging to Lin Gaoze's trusted aides.

Besides these two policemen, there was also a young man who looked quite refined. Chu Ge knew this must be the translator arranged here by the police according to regulations.

Arriving at the door of Ward 413, Chu Ge acted like he didn't know the two policemen, saying, "Comrades, Captain Lin Gaoze asked me to come."

The two policemen pretended not to recognize Chu Ge either. One of them called Lin Gaoze, then carefully searched Chu Ge for anything inappropriate to bring in, confirmed there was nothing, nodded at Chu Ge, and let the translator and him enter the ward.

Although they admired Chu Ge deep down, if it were another setting, they would certainly joke with him. But given the circumstances and the crowd around, they had to act the part.

The ward was over ten square meters, with four hospital beds. Typically, orthopedic wards are always crowded, often requiring extra beds added, sometimes right in the nurse station or the corridors. But due to special circumstances, only the two beds by the window in the ward had two men in patient gowns on them.

On the left bed was Han Zhe, his right leg and right arm both in a cast, suspended in a frame in front of him. On the right bed was Jin Yingji, his right leg also suspended like Han Zhe's, half his face covered in bandages, where Chu Ge had hit him with a gun.

At this time, Han Zhe and Jin Yingji were both lying face up, Jin Yingji with his eyes closed, Han Zhe staring vacantly at the ceiling, pondering unknown thoughts.

Despite a brief noise at the door, Jin Yingji did not open his eyes. Han Zhe found the sound somewhat familiar, using his uninjured left hand to prop himself up, half-lying on the headboard, looking towards the door.

With just one glance, Han Zhe's brows furrowed tightly, his expression becoming extremely unsightly.

Amid the hospital's specific, slightly pungent scent, Chu Ge stepped into the ward, meeting Han Zhe's gaze with a mischievous smile, saying, "Yo, the environment here is nice, isn't it? Are you two comfortable?"

Han Zhe didn't make a sound, his gaze wandering, seemingly pondering why Chu Ge appeared here.

In the other hospital bed, Jin Yingji suddenly opened his eyes wide, clenching his fists tightly. He finally recognized whose voice it was.

As Jin Yingji sat up and saw Chu Ge with a smile on his face, his expression instantly darkened. His icy gaze seemed like he wanted to hack Chu Ge into pieces, drink his blood, and eat his flesh.

"It's you!"

Jin Yingji gritted his teeth and spat out the words. The uninjured half of his face twisted with fury, and his emotions grew even more agitated. He grabbed an iron lunch box from the bedside table and hurled it at Chu Ge, as if ready to leap off the bed and fight him to the death.

But just as he started moving, a police officer came over and pinned him firmly to the bed, making it impossible for him to move.

Chu Ge casually reached out and caught the lunch box steadily, walking to Jin Yingji's bedside with a calm stride. He looked down at Jin Yingji from above, smiling as he extended a finger, waggling it lightly from side to side before bringing it to his lips in a "shush" gesture.

"This is a hospital, please try to keep it down. It wouldn't be good to disturb the other patients, would it?"

As he spoke, Chu Ge tapped the lunch box with his fingers, producing a few crisp "clang clang" sounds.

"If I remember correctly, your name is Jin... something? Don't you think throwing that thing at me is extremely childish and ridiculous? Or did you also break your brain? Given your current level of intelligence, do you really think that thing could hurt me?"

"Fuck you!" Jin Yingji struggled violently, cursing in crude Chinese. Among all the phrases he'd learned in Hua Country, this one was his fastest and best pick-up.

"Stay put!" The officer holding Jin Yingji down pressed him harder.

Chu Ge chuckled, patting the officer on the shoulder, "It's fine, even if he's unruly, he can't do much. No need to mind him, let go."

As he spoke, Chu Ge gave a slight nod towards the door. The officer understood it as Chu Ge's wish for him to leave, hesitated briefly before releasing his hold and returning to the door.

First, there wasn't much reason to doubt Chu Ge. In the current state of Jin Yingji and Han Zhe, they posed no real threat to him.

Second, there was still a police translator present. Whatever Chu Ge said to these two suspects would be relayed to them later.

Once the officer let go and headed to the door, Chu Ge lightly patted the uninjured side of Jin Yingji's face, "I suggest you behave yourself, otherwise... hehe..."

Chu Ge left the rest unsaid, instead tapping Jin Yingji's bandaged right side of the face.

The pain was intense. Jin Yingji gritted his teeth hard. Even though he wanted to spit in Chu Ge's face or throw a punch, he ultimately resisted the urge.

He understood Chu Ge's warning — that Chu Ge wouldn't mind doing something unpleasant to the other, still intact half of his face.

Perhaps others wouldn't dare, but this person in front of him was a madman capable of anything. Jin Yingji didn't want to have the other half of his face disfigured.

"By the way, do you know what I just said to that officer?"

Jin Yingji remained silent, turning his face aside.

Chu Ge didn't expect an answer. He smiled faintly, removed his hand from Jin Yingji's face, straightened up, and with a teasing smirk, looked down even more arrogantly.

"I said not to worry about you. You're now less than a dog. At least a dog can bite, but you... all you can do is bark a bit."

Jin Yingji grew even angrier, his tightly clenched fists trembling. The muscles in his face twitched continuously, and the veins on his forehead throbbed uncontrollably.

This was the effect Chu Ge sought. By utterly provoking Jin Yingji, making him lose his cool, he'd be more likely to make mistakes.

From the moment these two were captured, Chu Ge noticed that compared to Han Zhe, Jin Yingji was more arrogant, with a fiercer temper. This meant a bigger opening could be found through him.

Of course, if Jin Yingji revealed something Chu Ge wanted to know, that would be ideal. If not, it's not a big deal. Chu Ge hadn't placed too much hope on it from the start. The next plan was the real focus.

"Oh? Weren't you always the big shot before? What made you become such a coward now? Do you finally agree with what I said? Admitting you're less than a dog? Is that it? Why don't you keep barking?"

With each mocking question, Jin Yingji grew visibly more furious. His teeth clamped tighter, and his cheeks puffed up high. His face first flushed red, then turned an ashen green. His eyes still looked elsewhere, refusing to meet Chu Ge's gaze.

"Tsk tsk, in Hua Country, we have an old saying: a tiger fathers no dogs. But it seems quite fitting for you guys, huh? Your father was at least brave and resourceful. How did he end up having such a wimp like you? If he could see you now, I wonder how he'd feel..."

Chu Ge sneered, clicking his tongue as his mocking voice trilled from his nose.