nucmednet Chapter 1050 Xiao Ji, where are you now?
Chapter 1050 Xiao Ji, where are you now?
Inside the council chamber, Feng Yan waved his hand impatiently, and his men immediately understood. They roughly pushed Mu Xiaoji and Jiang Chengyu, who were bound in the hands of several people, toward the center of the hall.
Mu Xiaoji, whose prosthetic leg was already unstable, stumbled and fell flat on his face with a thud when he was suddenly pushed.
At the same time, Andy Coles tilted his head, and his men followed suit, pushing the bound Feng Tao and Gu Ze out together.
Jiang Chengyu staggered and rushed over to support Gu Ze, who was about to fall, placing his hands on his shoulders.
His eyes swept over Gu Ze's face, then he reached out and tore off the black tape from his mouth.
He asked urgently, "Gu Ze, what exactly happened? Why did they arrest you?"
Gu Ze's lips were stiff from being taped shut, and he stared at Jiang Chengyu for a long time, feeling somewhat hallucinatory, just wondering how to start the conversation;
Shu Yazi rushed to Mu Xiaoji's side in three strides, hurriedly helping him up: "Mu Xiaoji, how are you? Can you still walk?"
Mu Xiaoji propped himself up and sat up, beads of sweat on his forehead. He shook his head, his voice a little strained: "I'm fine, it's just that the prosthetic joint is loose. I'll put it back in."
As he spoke, he lowered his head and rolled up his trouser leg, fumbling for the buckle on the side of his leg, his fingertips turning slightly white from the force.
On the other side, the man in black stepped forward, roughly grabbed Feng Tao, and shoved him menacingly toward the head of the table.
Seeing this scene, Gu Ze swallowed back the words he was about to say, his eyes filled with panic.
Just as Jiang Chengyu was about to ask further, an arm suddenly wrapped around his shoulder.
Andy Colles wore a faint, indifferent smile, his tone strangely intimate:
"Oh, darling, all this mess has nothing to do with you." He lifted Jiang Chengyu's chin, the wound on his neck still bleeding.
"Look, the bleeding hasn't stopped yet. Come back to the room with me and we'll take care of it. That's the most important thing right now."
Before he finished speaking, he half-dragged and half-pulled Jiang Chengyu toward the entrance of the council hall.
Jiang Chengyu struggled a couple of times, but the other person held him even tighter, so he could only turn around and give Gu Ze a worried look.
The men in black roughly restrained the man and pushed him in front of Feng Yan, beginning their lecture.
Shu Ya Zi had already fastened the prosthetic leg buckle for Mu Xiao Ji. Seeing this, he quickly helped him stand up: "Quick, let's catch up! Let's get out of this trouble!"
Mu Xiaoji nodded, enduring the dull pain at the joint, and quickly followed.
The lights in the corridor flickered, casting crooked shadows of several people.
Feng Tao and Gu Ze, who were left behind, looked in the direction where they disappeared, and then looked at the black-clad men guarding the entrance of the council hall with cold and hard expressions. An unease welled up in their hearts like a tide.
As the group left the council hall, the setting sun was close to the horizon, turning the sky a vibrant orange-red.
Andy Coles pulled Jiang Chengyu forward, muttering, "Darling, you shouldn't interfere in their affairs; it's their family matter."
"Why are you meddling in their family affairs?" Jiang Chengyu abruptly broke free from his arm, his tone accusatory.
"What exactly is your deal? Feng Tao and Gu Ze are very good friends of mine, I can't just sit idly by." With that, he turned to turn and walk back.
Andy Colles grabbed him and said urgently, "Kate? You can't save them even if you go."
Trust me, let's go back to your room and treat your wounds first, okay? I'll help you save them, is that alright?
On the other side, Mu Xiaoji and Shu Yazi went out the door and walked in another direction.
Shuyazi, supporting him, couldn't help but ask, "Where are we going?"
Despite the pain, Mu Xiaoji said with a bead of sweat on his forehead, "Go to my room and rest. The prosthesis has worn down the skin at the interface and needs to be treated."
"You child, your life has been so full of hardship." Shu Ya Zi sighed and helped him to the dressing room on the fourth floor.
Mu Xiaoji pushed open the door and went inside. There were many bed sheets and quilts piled up inside, and a small makeshift bed was placed in the corner.
Shu Yazi followed him in, frowning as he asked, "Why are you living here? Isn't this a warehouse?"
Mu Xiaoji walked to the bedside and sat down, rolled up his trouser leg and began to remove the prosthesis, saying as he did so:
"It's an auction today, so there are no rooms available. Just make do."
"Your little monster won't sleep with you anymore?" Shu Ya Zi asked jokingly.
"Okay!" Mu Xiaoji responded, tore off a strip of white sheet, and carefully wrapped it around the wound.
Halfway through the conversation, he suddenly looked up at Shu Ya Zi: "Old Man Shu Ling, how did you come to this world? Didn't you ascend to immortality?"
Shu Ya Zi chuckled: "Cultivating immortality is too boring. It's nothing compared to the carefree life in this mortal world. So I secretly ran away to have some fun in Hong Kong."
Mu Xiaoji finished bandaging her wound and held out her hand to him: "Give it to me..."
Shu Yazi was taken aback: "What?"
Mu Xiaoji said irritably, "The little monster's parents' belongings."
Shu Ya Zi looked reluctant: "If I give it to you, I won't be able to stay in Hong Kong as Governor. What will I do? There are still so many fun things to do, I haven't had enough fun yet!"
Mu Xiaoji took out a card and handed it over: "Spend it sparingly, there are three million in it."
Shu Ya Zi's eyes lit up, and he immediately stuffed the brocade box into Mu Xiao Ji's hands. He took the card and looked at it over and over, grinning from ear to ear.
“And…” Mu Xiaoji said, looking at his childlike old man appearance.
Shu Ya Zi quickly looked up: "What else?"
The words were barely out of his mouth when he understood instantly: "What's the rush? I didn't say I wouldn't give them to you."
As Shu Ya Zi spoke, he reached out and opened his palm on his abdomen, taking out a tight velvet box from thin air.
Mu Xiaoji took the box, gently opened it, and touched the jade bracelet inside, feeling a mix of emotions.
Shu Ya Zi leaned over for a glance, then looked down and started playing with the card again, teasing, "Can't handle your little monster again?"
Jiang Chengyu followed Andy Coles back to room 53. The room was softly lit, and twilight was falling outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.
He sat silently on the sofa, his fingertips unconsciously stroking the hem of his clothes.
My gaze fell on the crystal vase on the coffee table, but my mind was in turmoil.
Andy Coles took a silver medicine box from the cabinet, placed it on the coffee table, and opened it, releasing the smell of disinfectant.
He picked up a cotton swab dipped in iodine, his movements surprisingly gentle, carefully avoiding the edge of Jiang Chengyu's neck wound: "Bear with it, it might hurt a little."
Jiang Chengyu remained silent until the other person began wrapping the bandage, at which point he suddenly spoke, his voice somewhat deep:
"Has something happened to Chairman Feng? And... just who is the Vice Chairman?"
Andy Colles paused in his actions, then curled his lips into a sneer: "Looks like you still can't let go of your friend."
"You didn't just leave me to my own devices, did you?" Jiang Chengyu looked up at him, his tone carrying a hint of confrontation.
Andy Colles bent down to tie the gauze knot and slowly put away the cotton swabs:
"Vice President Feng Yan is Feng Yuanzheng's eldest son, and the person next to him in the main seat is his second son, Feng Zhan."
Over the years, the two brothers have contributed a lot to the association. Feng Yan's shrewdness and competence were originally highly valued by Chairman Feng.
He abruptly changed the subject, a cold glint in his eyes, "But he didn't expect that his own son wouldn't wait for him to abdicate."
He had long harbored wicked intentions—to drug his father and make him bedridden.
Now, Feng Yan is using the title of vice president as a cover, and it's a foregone conclusion that he will replace her.
"Those two Feng brothers are truly despicable. Aren't they afraid of divine retribution?" Jiang Chengyu rebuked angrily.
"There are still many elders in the association watching over things. Feng Yan can't fully control things for the time being. Chairman Feng is still alive."
Andy Coles leaned back on the sofa, tapping his fingertips on the armrest. "Once Feng Yan finds the seal of the leader, he'll have no more scruples about those elders!"
But once Feng Yan finds the seal of authority to prove his legitimacy, the elders will lose their stance and have no choice but to acknowledge him.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Chengyu's face instantly turned ashen, and his clenched fists turned white at the knuckles: "If I hadn't gotten involved..."
Are you planning to arrest Feng Tao, force him to reveal the whereabouts of the seal, and then seize the opportunity to take over the leadership of the summit?
Andy Colles suddenly chuckled, the sound echoing in the quiet room.
With a chilling undertone, it also meant that Jiang Chengyu had hit the nail on the head regarding his ambition.
He didn't answer directly, but simply stood up: "Kate, you'd better not interfere in our affairs."
No one can hurt you on this ship. You rest for a bit, I'll be right back.
Jiang Chengyu suddenly remembered something, looked around, and asked urgently, "Where's Xiao Ji? Why didn't he come with us? Did your people do something to him?"
Andy Colliss had already reached the door, reached out and grasped the doorknob, and turned back to say calmly:
“He probably didn’t come along.” He then opened the door and instructed the two men guarding outside, “Take good care of my friend. Give him whatever he wants.”
The moment the door closed, Jiang Chengyu immediately took out his phone and dialed Mu Xiaoji's number with trembling fingers.
The dial tone, a series of beeps, pounded on his heart, making his heart beat faster and faster.
On the other side, Mu Xiaoji was sitting on the edge of the bed in the dressing room, stroking the ivory fan that Shu Ya Zi had given him.
The cool touch of the fan ribs reminded him of many beautiful memories from the past.
The sudden ringing of a cell phone broke the silence. Shu Ya Zi, lying on the bedding beside him, glanced at Mu Xiao Ji but said nothing.
He quickly pulled his phone out of his pocket, and when he saw the name on the screen, his tense lips softened a little, and he answered the call.
"Xiao Ji, where are you now?" Jiang Chengyu's anxious voice came through the receiver, filled with undisguised worry.
Mu Xiaoji smiled and tried to keep her tone light: "I'm resting in my room, don't worry. I'll hang up now if there's nothing else."
"Wait a minute!" Jiang Chengyu hurriedly called out to him.
"I have a first-aid kit here. Shall I go over and treat your wound?"
"Your neck is bleeding a lot, there shouldn't be anything in the dressing room!"
Mu Xiaoji chuckled softly, her voice soothing: "You forgot?"
"I'm a doctor myself; I can handle this minor injury. You stay in the room and don't wander off; it's not safe outside."
After hanging up the phone, Mu Xiaoji looked at the darkened screen, the smile in her eyes fading slightly.
He put his phone back in his pocket, picked up the ivory fan again, and ran his fingertips along the patterns on the fan surface—
This fan contains more than just the little monster's belongings; it also holds countless memories of their shared life and death.