novelaction Chapter 980 What you're doing is illegal
Chapter 980 What you're doing is illegal
The dust on the construction site shimmered faintly in the setting sun. Jiang Chengyu took off his hard hat and handed it to the foreman beside him.
His voice was calm and steady: "I told the brothers to be careful and to speed up the process, but not to be careless."
"Yes, Mr. Jiang," the foreman replied.
"You go about your business, you don't need to follow me."
Jiang Chengyu waved his hand, watched the foreman turn and walk away, and then walked towards the luxury car parked not far away.
As soon as I opened the car door, a fluffy white creature excitedly came over, wagging its little tail happily.
It kept rubbing its head against his cheek—it was Shengxue, the little white horse Jiang Shuo had given him.
"Stop fooling around, stop fooling around." Jiang Chengyu smiled, pressing down on its head and gently scratching its mane with his fingertips.
"You want some dried carrots, don't you? You're such a little foodie. Wait here, I'll get them for you."
As he spoke, he got into the car and reached for the bag in the back seat, only to find it empty.
"Sorry, Shengxue, you ate them all. I'll buy you some more at the supermarket on the way."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiang Xiaowu came running over, panting, and opened the car door:
"Excuse me, Mr. Jiang, I just went to the restroom. Where are you going now?"
Jiang Chengyu stroked Shengxue's neck: "Let's find a supermarket nearby, Shengxue is out of snacks."
"Okay, I know one nearby. Let's get in and go!"
Jiang Chengyu closed the car door, put one arm around Shengxue, and stepped on the gas towards Xiaowu.
After driving away from the construction site gate and along the empty country road for a while, we finally saw a small supermarket.
Jiang Chengyu pushed open the car door and got out, and Shengxue jumped out after him, her little hooves clattering on the cement ground.
As soon as I entered the supermarket, the owner greeted me with a smile: "Sir, what would you like to order? Let me find it for you."
Jiang Chengyu nodded slightly: "No need, thank you! I'll take a look myself first."
The proprietress's gaze fell on Shengxue, and she exclaimed with delight, "Sir, this little one is so beautiful!"
This is the first time I've ever seen such a small horse. May I touch it?
"Okay." Jiang Chengyu nodded in agreement.
Shengxue seemed to really like the sweet scent emanating from the proprietress, and obediently moved closer.
He rubbed his head against her palm, making the proprietress laugh non-stop.
Jiang Chengyu then turned and walked towards the food section, looking for the hay biscuits and dried carrots that Shengxue liked to eat on the shelves.
Just then, the piercing sound of police sirens grew louder as they approached, followed by a deafening crash and shards of glass flying everywhere.
The pursued vehicle, surrounded from both sides with nowhere to escape, crashed directly into the supermarket.
The female boss turned pale with fright, let out a scream instinctively, picked up Shengxue beside her, and shrank behind the shelf.
The criminals stumbled out of the car, still clutching the document tightly in their hands, and rushed toward the glass door on the other side.
"Stop!" the officers shouted in unison. Teng Zijing rushed in and, seizing the opportunity, kicked the man in the back.
The criminal screamed and fell heavily to the ground, the document flying out of his hand.
Hearing the commotion and not seeing Shengxue following, Jiang Chengyu hurriedly called out, "Shengxue... Shengxue..."
Following the sound towards the door, I saw a chaotic scene of fighting in the distance.
Turning his head, he saw Teng Zijing swiftly pinning the man's arms behind his back to the ground.
At that moment, the police rushed in and quickly handcuffed the person.
Teng Zijing breathed a sigh of relief and straightened up. Jiang Chengyu's gaze swept across the Sacred Snow Pavilion.
Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of someone raising a gun in the shadows by the door, the dark muzzle pointed directly at Teng Zijing's back!
"Be careful, Master Jing!" Jiang Chengyu acted impulsively and rushed over without thinking, tackling Teng Zijing to the ground.
"Bang!" Gunfire sounded.
The police and Teng Zijing's men immediately chased after them towards the exit, but the supermarket was already in chaos.
The panicked customers scattered in all directions, and the gunman disappeared into the crowd in the blink of an eye.
"Hey, get up." Teng Zijing patted Jiang Chengyu, who was on top of him.
With a hint of impatience, she asked, "Why are you everywhere?" but received no response.
Teng Zijing frowned, feeling the person on top of him remain motionless, and his heart sank.
At this moment, Xiang Xiaowu also rushed into the chaotic supermarket and saw Shengxue dart out from behind the shelves.
It neighed anxiously in one direction and quickly followed.
"Jiang Chengyu?" Teng Zijing called out tentatively, reaching out to push him, but instead touched something warm and sticky.
He suddenly sat up and helped Jiang Chengyu up, only to see blood gushing from his back, staining a large area of his clothes red.
Shengxue ran over and kept rubbing her head against Jiang Chengyu's arm, making whimpering noises as if calling for him.
"President Jiang! President Jiang!" Xiang Xiaowu rushed over, his voice trembling as he saw the blinding red.
Teng Zijing felt as if his heart was being clenched by a hand as he hugged Jiang Chengyu.
For the first time, her voice carried a panic she herself didn't even realize: "Jiang Chengyu! Wake up!"
"Who told you to meddle? Do I need your help? You fucking bastard... How am I supposed to explain this to Jiang Shuo?!"
He roared, but when he saw Jiang Chengyu's pale face, his voice suddenly choked up, "Quick! Call 120! Call an ambulance! Hurry!"
The hustle and bustle of the supermarket seemed to have stopped, leaving only Sheng Xue's sobs and Teng Zijing's suppressed roars.
There was also the trembling sound of Xiao Wu dialing the phone. The setting sun shone through the broken glass.
The dappled light and shadow cast on the ground, reflecting the blinding red, making it particularly glaring.
The siren of the ambulance cut through the city's hustle and bustle as it sped into the hospital gates.
Medical staff pushed the stretcher quickly down the corridor; Jiang Chengyu's pale face was hidden under the sheet.
The rise and fall of her chest was so faint as to be almost imperceptible; she was quickly taken to the operating room.
The heavy door slammed shut, cutting off all outside views.
In the corridor, Xing Zhongxing and Wu Lan stood side by side, their eyes fixed on the heavy door of the operating room.
It felt like a huge rock was pressing on my chest, making even breathing difficult.
Teng Zijing slumped into the bench, his fingertips clenched so tightly they turned white.
The chill emanating from him almost froze the air, and his face was so gloomy it seemed to drip water.
Xiang Xiaowu stood to the side, trembling uncontrollably, repeatedly muttering, "President Jiang will be alright... he'll definitely be alright..."
He suddenly raised his bloodshot eyes and looked at Teng Zijing, "Brother Jing, what should I do? Should I call President Mu and let him know?"
Teng Zijing suddenly looked up, his voice filled with suppressed anger: "With his prominent status, how could he go to a small supermarket like that?"
Tears welled up in Xiang Xiaowu's eyes instantly, and he choked out, "Shengxue's snacks are all gone."
President Jiang said, "Let's find a nearby supermarket and buy some for Shengxue first..."
"He has so many things to do every day, why is he bringing that beast out to wander around like that!"
Teng Zijing clenched his fists tightly, furious, but as soon as he spoke, he felt a sharp pain in his heart.
Xiang Xiaowu, with red eyes, shouted, "That's not a beast! It's President Jiang's reliance and hope!"
President Mu is gone, the young master is gone, and President Jiang has no relatives or friends here.
"Sacred Snow was a gift from the young master; it's his only keepsake!" His voice trembled, on the verge of tears.
"Only when he's with Shengxue will President Jiang truly smile, genuinely happy from the bottom of his heart..."
Many nights, I saw him sitting alone on the balcony, gazing at the brilliant stars, until dawn.
Silence fell in the corridor once more, and Teng Zijing's face gradually darkened.
The pressure on his fingertips loosened, and a complex emotion flashed across his eyes.
Just then, the operating room door was flung open, and the surgeon removed his mask.
His forehead was covered in cold sweat, and his face was grave as he looked at Teng Zijing: "Brother Jing, the bullet pierced his lung."
Too close to the aorta, the situation is critical... We've done our best, but we really have no chance..."
Xiang Xiaowu's legs went weak, and he almost collapsed to the ground, tears streaming down his face: "President Mu! President Mu is in G City!"
"If only he could get here in time! President Mu's medical skills are superb; he can definitely save President Jiang."
Xing Zhongxing and Wu Lan exchanged a glance, then both looked at Teng Zijing.
All eyes were on him, awaiting the life-or-death decision—
Now, perhaps the only hope for Jiang Chengyu is to contact President Mu as quickly as possible.
Teng Zijing took a deep breath, his chest churning with a mixture of anger and anxiety.
He suddenly jumped up from the bench, his hand trembling slightly as he pulled out his phone.
My fingertips swiped across the screen, quickly finding the name "Mu Xiaoji," and I pressed the dial button with a do-or-die force.
"Dududu-"
The receiver emitted a monotonous busy tone, one tone, two tone, three tone...
Every second felt infinitely stretched out, echoing in the silent corridor and making one's heart clench.
Xiang Xiaowu clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white. Xing Zhongxing and Wu Lan also held their breath.
Their gazes were fixed on Teng Zijing's hand holding the phone, and even the air seemed to freeze.
"Sorry, the user you dialed is temporarily unavailable. Please try again later."
A cold, mechanical female voice rang out without warning, like a bucket of ice water poured over their heads, instantly extinguishing the hope that had just ignited in everyone's eyes.
Teng Zijing's face darkened instantly, his knuckles turning white from gripping the phone so tightly that his fingertips almost dug into the phone's body.
"Damn it!" he cursed under his breath, gripping the phone tightly in his palm, his knuckles cracking from the force.
Xiang Xiaowu's legs went weak, and he almost collapsed to the ground, his voice trembling with tears:
"How could this be... how could I not get through... Mr. Mu... he never lets his phone out of his sight..."
Teng Zijing's temples were throbbing with veins. He no longer cared about the rules and tapped randomly on the screen, then made another WeChat video call to Jiang Shuo.
The message "The other party is not online" immediately popped up on the screen, like a heavy hammer blow to his heart.
He slammed his fist into the wall, instantly leaving a striking bloody handprint.
Xiang Xiaowu trembled with fright, tears and snot streaming down his face.
Choking back tears, barely able to breathe, she asked, "Is...is President Jiang really...really beyond saving?"
"Shut up!" Teng Zijing turned around abruptly, his eyes bloodshot, his anger erupting like magma.
He grabbed the collar of the surgeon who had just come out of the operating room to give a report.
He shoved the person hard against the wall, his voice hoarse as if sandpaper were being rubbed together.
"Dr. Liu, now! Immediately! Go in and save him! If he dies, you can go down and die with him!"
Dr. Liu's face turned pale from being strangled, her legs went weak, her lips trembled and she couldn't speak, and cold sweat soaked her mask.
"Teng Zijing! Calm down!" Seeing this, Xing Zhongxing and Wu Lan rushed forward and pulled him away from both sides.
"What you're doing is illegal! Dr. Liu has already done his best; forcing him now won't help!"
"Do your best?" Teng Zijing shook off their hands, his chest heaving violently.
Pointing at the operating room door, he growled, "If Jiang Chengyu dies, nobody will have a good time!"
He was like a cornered beast, the madness in his eyes almost overflowing.
But his clenched fist was trembling slightly—it was anger, but also deep-seated fear.