The Byoukidere Is Her Sweetie-Chapter 216 - Jiang Zhi is madly in love exposing during

Chapter 216: 216: Jiang Zhi is madly in love, exposing during Shuangjiang (second update)

Chapter 216: 216: Jiang Zhi is madly in love, exposing during Shuangjiang (second update)

Jiang Zhi struggled to remain calm but when he spoke, his voice still trembled slightly, “The dosage needs to be twenty times.”

Twenty times?

Director Qi thought he must have heard wrong, “Mr. Jiang, what did you say?”

“All her medications need to be at twenty times the normal amount.”

Director Qi found the idea incredible.

“Twenty times,” Doctor He looked down at the thrombin in his hand, twenty times that amount “would be…” It would be lethal!

Doctor He dared not increase the dosage and looked up to seek guidance from Director Qi.

Director Qi had been practicing medicine for nearly thirty years, and he had never encountered a situation like this, “Mr. Jiang, we have never administered such a large dosage to a patient—”

Jiang Zhi interrupted him: “Administer the medication.”

Director Qi hesitated.

A dosage twenty times the norm would surely not be without side effects, and this patient was clearly Young Master Jiang’s beloved. If anything were to happen…

“This is my fiancée,” he didn’t look up, his gaze resting on her back, his voice hoarse and weak, yet with an air of finality, “administer the medications, I will take responsibility for her life.”

Even if this gentleman would take responsibility, if it really came to the point of no return…

Director Qi did not dare to think further, no longer hesitated, and told Doctor He, “Increase all medications to the larger dosage.”

Doctor He’s hands began to tremble. Fifteen years in clinical practice, countless surgeries performed, yet he had never felt such panic.

The ambulance sped along its route, the only sounds inside were that of the siren and the faint dripping of liquids.

Three medical staff members, all with nerves taut, worked in silence, administering emergency treatment, with someone’s voice repeatedly calling out, tirelessly.

“Fang Bao.”

“Fang Bao.”

“…”

At some point, he had bent his knees, as if kneeling in the vehicle, whispering by Zhou Xufang’s ear, “Fang Bao, you have to get better quickly.”

His eyes were red as he kissed her tightly closed eyes.

Qiao Nanchu was still at Yuquan Bay.

Li Xiaodong and the others had returned: “Captain Qiao.”

He stood beside the pool of blood: “Did you find anything?”

Li Xiaodong spoke first: “Behind building seventeen is a blind spot for the community surveillance, nothing was captured at the scene, we only captured the assailants at the entrance, there were eight people, all wearing masks.”

Yao An followed up: “I found this at the scene.” It was an injection needle, “Possibly an anesthetic or some drug like that.”

It was not difficult to deduce that they first drugged her, then struck.

“A defenseless girl, did they really need so many people? And to drug her!” These beasts, Li Xiaodong pondered, “Is this about money or murder?”

Professional errand runner Z was naturally not a defenseless girl.

The fact that so many had come and even prepared drugs showed that they knew Zhou Xufang was no ordinary person.

Qiao Nanchu said, “It’s not about money, nor is it about murder.”

If it were for money, they would target Jiang Zhi.

If it were murder, they wouldn’t just leave the person behind.

Li Xiaodong, being a computer guy and not very proficient in criminal investigation, felt at a loss: “If it’s neither for money nor murder, could it be malicious revenge?”

Qiao Nanchu didn’t answer, his gaze shifted elsewhere, and then he dismissed them: “You guys go back first.”

After sending them off, he left first, walking quickly.

Xiao Hui glanced around and saw a person standing under the cedar tree in the distance; the team leader was heading towards that person. Xiao Hui was a bit short-sighted and couldn’t see clearly, “Who’s that girl?”

Who else could it be, Li Xiaodong said: “It’s Captain’s girlfriend.”

It was Wen Baiyang who had come, standing under the tree and looking towards building seventeen continually.

The frown that Qiao Nanchu had been holding finally eased when he saw her, he approached her, “Are you looking for me?”

Wen Baiyang shook her head and sign-languaged: “I’m working part-time.”

His frown returned, “You’re working part-time here?”

“At the convenience store outside the community.”

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She was still out working so late, Qiao Nanchu asked her, “Are you short on money?”

He had given her a supplementary card, yet apart from tuition fees, she never spent the money in it, so each time he went to her place, he would leave a stack of cash in her cabinet.

She nodded, “It’s enough.”

Qiao Nanchu wasn’t satisfied, “Then why are you working part-time?” Was he unable to provide for her? Was she in need of the small amount she would earn?

Wen Baiyang didn’t answer, looking somewhat uneasy.

Had he been too harsh? Qiao Nanchu softened his tone, “I’m not trying to interfere.” He patiently explained, “It’s dangerous for a young lady like you to be out at night.”

She couldn’t hear and couldn’t drive either.

What he worried about most was her going out alone, as there were many malevolent drivers nowadays, and it was common to hear of young women falling victim at night…

Qiao Nanchu’s frown deepened the more he thought.

“I’ll be careful.”

What’s the use of being careful? He wasn’t reassured, “From now on, let me take you, or buy an apartment in this neighborhood. Choose one,” he said. “You must choose one.”

He could be very authoritarian at times, like how he never allowed her to go out with male classmates, nor did he permit her to attend school-organized activities.

Wen Baiyang thought for a long time, then chose one, “You take me.”

He was pleased with her compliance, patting her head, “Okay.”

Lately, he often made such gestures, and also held her hand, which she had grown accustomed to. Pointing at building 17, she asked in sign language, “Is she badly hurt?”

She was referring to Zhou Xufang.

“Do you know Zhou Xufang?”

She nodded, “She also has a part-time job at the convenience store.” She then explained her intention, “The doorman said she was injured, and I wanted to see her.”

This was the first time Qiao Nanchu had heard her mention Zhou Xufang.

“I’ll take you to the hospital.”

“Okay.”

He naturally took her hand and led her out of the neighborhood. The car was parked outside. As he leaned in to fasten her seatbelt, he suddenly looked up at her.

Close by, Wen Baiyang uncomfortably moved back, “What’s wrong?”

She didn’t ask why he was there, nor how he knew Zhou Xufang.

He didn’t answer, she asked again, “What’s wrong?”

Something was amiss.

Qiao Nanchu leaned back against the driver’s seat, looking at her sideways. His gaze moved from her face to the strawberry hair tie on her head. He had seen an identical hair tie before, in Shuangjiang’s lair.

“Do you like SpongeBob?” he suddenly asked.

She looked puzzled, “Why do you suddenly ask this?” After speaking, she looked away, glancing out the car window.

“I was thinking,” Qiao Nanchu paused, touched the little strawberry on her hair tie, and seriously asked her, “When we have kids, should the wallpaper in the nursery be SpongeBob or Pai Daxing?”

Wen Baiyang felt her face heat up and immediately looked down, hiding her face.

Qiao Nanchu propped her chin, lifting her face, and asked again, “SpongeBob or Pai Daxing?”

Like a conditioned reflex, she responded in sign language with “SpongeBob.”

SpongeBob, huh.

Qiao Nanchu smiled, “Alright, we’ll go with your choice.” For the nursery, SpongeBob wasn’t bad. Worst-case scenario, they could have two kids and do a Pai Daxing theme instead.

He inserted the car key and was about to start the car.

“We,” she tugged on his sleeve, and he turned to her before she slowly asked in sign language, “Are we boyfriend and girlfriend?”

The nineteen-year-old girl, blushing, appeared like a bud waiting to bloom.

“I’ve kissed you already, so my intentions are clear. Whether we’re boyfriend and girlfriend depends on you. If you say we are, then we are.” He was in a hurry, but he could wait.

As long as she agreed, he could sneak home to steal the household registration book.

Wen Baiyang was too shy to look at him, “Let’s go to the hospital first.”

Fifth Renmin Hospital.

It was almost ten o’clock, and the surgical lamp was still on in the operating room.

“Director, the bleeding has stopped.”

Director Qi put down the scalpel and asked, “Heart rate and blood pressure?”

The assisting nurse replied, “It’s normal now.”

The bleeding finally stopped.

Director Qi exhaled in relief, “Prepare for suturing.” He reached out, “Surgical tweezers.”

Doctor He handed over the surgical tweezers.

At that moment, the anesthesiologist standing by the heart monitor spoke out in surprise, “Director, the patient’s body temperature—”

Director Qi cut him off, “Talk less, focus on your work.”

It wasn’t just body temperature; many of the patient’s data were significantly different from an average person’s, including the dosage of anesthetic, which was twenty times the normal amount.

This patient was definitely not ordinary.

Outside the operating room.

Jiang Zhi stood at the door, his hands and face smeared with blood, not to mention his suit, which was soiled with blood and mud. Xue Baoyi had never seen him in such a state. He was usually so dainty and clean, never in such disarray.

His eyes were bloodshot, and Xue Baoyi suspected he had been crying.

“Brother Zhi, don’t just stand there, go sit for a while.” He had been standing for so long.

Jiang Zhi, as if he hadn’t heard, remained rooted to the spot, out of sorts.

“It won’t be anything serious, don’t be too—”

Xue Baoyi hasn’t finished her comforting words when Jiang Zhi interrupted her, “If I die, donate all my assets and bury my ashes on an island called Moon Bay.”