The poor girl from the 1970s was forced to kiss by the damp educated youth.

Behind Song Zhaoyuan were two more cars full of people, each carrying a weapon. Even though he knew the four people opposite him were not ordinary, he did not panic and silently pulled out a pistol from his pocket.

However, the four men did not advance; they stopped. The hunchbacked old man said, "Retreat!"

"Does that girl not value her life?"

"She's so badly injured, and she's been poisoned by me; she's surely going to die!"

The four people vanished in a flash.

"Sir, should we give chase?"

"No need."

They couldn't catch up.

"Who are these four people?" Song Zhaoyuan rubbed his temples, feeling a headache coming on. There were more and more strange and shady characters in Beijing. He might have to talk to Xi Lang again.

"Sir, there's someone lying in front of our vehicle."

"Who is it?"

"It was a woman, and she was badly injured."

Upon hearing this, Song Zhaoyuan opened the door and got out of the car.

Upon seeing that familiar face, his expression changed. Without saying a word, he picked the person up and hurriedly told the soldier driving the car, "Turn around and go to the hospital."

Chen Zhi was seriously injured, suffering from severe external wounds and poisoning. Song Zhaoyuan looked at the black blood flowing from her wounds, unsure whether to stop the bleeding or let the poisonous blood flow freely.

He could only keep urging the driver, "Faster!"

The car sped into the hospital gate like lightning and stopped in front of the hospital building. Song Zhaoyuan carried Chen Zhi and ran wildly, shouting "Get out of the way!"

Zhu Chen, who had just returned from having a late-night snack, was nearly thrown into the air by the impact. He looked up, about to curse, but shut his mouth in time when he saw Song Zhaoyuan's face.

Despite his father's higher position than Song Zhaoyuan, he treated Song Zhaoyuan with great respect.

His father told him that Song Zhaoyuan was someone not to be trifled with. So Zhu Chen always kept his distance from Song Zhaoyuan.

The man, who is usually calm and composed, as if he wouldn't change his expression even if the sky were to fall, now looks panicked. Who is the injured person?

Could she be Song Zhaoyuan's lover?

Zhu Chen, filled with doubt, quietly followed them.

When Zhu Chen followed her upstairs, she heard Song Zhaoyuan say coldly, "Save her at all costs."

This level of importance suggests they're truly in love.

Over the past few years, countless people have tried to introduce potential partners to Song Zhaoyuan, but he has refused them all. Little did he know that they were already taken.

Wow, they really kept it a secret.

Zhu Chen glanced at Song Zhaoyuan outside the operating room and secretly returned to the ward upstairs.

In the ward, Guo Jianhua was lying on the bed with one leg in a cast, looking haggard and staring blankly at the ceiling.

"What are you thinking about?" Zhu Chen asked.

Guo Jianhua: "I miss Jinlan. She hasn't shown up since I was hospitalized."

Guo Jianhua's leg was injured while saving Jinlan. At the time, they were out having fun when they were robbed. Jinlan was reluctant to hand over her money and was beaten by the robbers. He rushed to protect Jinlan, but his leg was broken by the robbers in the process.

His leg was badly injured, with a metal plate inserted inside, and the pain kept him awake all night.

But Jinlan hasn't shown her face in the four days since he was admitted to the hospital.

"That kind of ungrateful woman isn't worth your time. Forget about her." Zhu Chen's tone was unfriendly. If it weren't for this incident, he wouldn't have realized that Jin Lan was actually this kind of person.

He was blind to people's true character before!

Guo Jianhua must be blind to fall for a woman like that!

They were all fooled by Jinlan's pure and gentle appearance!

Guo Jianhua's tears suddenly fell. "But I really like her!"

Zhu Chen gritted her teeth, "She's not worth your affection."

Guo Jianhua, however, seemed not to have heard Zhu Chen's words and continued, "Do you think she's afraid I'll take advantage of her kindness, which is why she doesn't dare to come see me?"

Zhu Chen: "Even if you're taking advantage of her kindness, it's understandable. You lost a leg protecting her, so what's wrong with making some demands?"

Guo Jianhua shook his head. "If my family were better off, like yours, or like Xi Yue's, would she like me?"

Zhu Chen sighed, "If that's the case, then Jin Lan is just vain and doesn't deserve your affection."

Guo Jianhua covered his face with his hands and sobbed, "But I really like her!"

Seeing his friend in this state, Zhu Chen felt bad and secretly decided that he would tie Jin Lan up and bring her to the hospital tomorrow, even if it meant using a rope.

Guo Jianhua didn't mention his broken leg to his family; Zhu Chen paid for his medical expenses and hired a caregiver. Today, the caregiver had a family emergency, so Zhu Chen had to come to the hospital to take care of Guo Jianhua himself.

The next morning, Zhu Chen brought breakfast to Guo Jianhua, saying he was going back to school. But as soon as he got to school, he stormed off to find Jin Lan, barged into her classroom, and threatened her to go to the hospital to see Guo Jianhua.

"If you don't go, I'll ruin your reputation!" Zhu Chen said coldly, his unsmiling demeanor completely different from his usual self.

Jinlan was immediately frightened. She shrank back, not daring to look up, and stammered, "I have to go to class now."

"Then we'll go after your get out of class."

Zhu Chen waited in the classroom and did not leave.

The students in the classroom looked at each other in bewilderment. They usually played together, so how did they fall out?

Knowing the reason, Lin Miao and Tao Tao remained silent. They understood why Jin Lan didn't visit Guo Jianhua; they comprehended Jin Lan's resentment. Guo Jianhua was of average appearance, ability, and family background—even less privileged than Jin Lan's. While Jin Lan didn't say it aloud, they could tell she was trying to climb the social ladder. Especially after Tao Tao and Xi Yue's engagement, Jin Lan openly and secretly envied Tao Tao quite a bit.

Jin Lan and Guo Jianhua can never be together.

Even if Guo Jianhua lost a leg to save Jinlan, it was still impossible.

Jinlan had classes all morning, so Zhu Chen waited for her all morning.

At noon after school, Xi Yue also came, and the group went to the hospital together in Zhu Chen's car.

Throughout the journey, Zhu Chen had a dark expression, and even Xi Yue didn't dare to speak to him. The car was quiet and the atmosphere was oppressive.

Upon entering the hospital, Zhu Chen saw Song Zhaoyuan again.

"Uncle, you've been on guard all night. Now it's my turn. You should go back and get some sleep," Song Yuanzhi said worriedly.

Song Zhaoyuan shook his head, "No need, I'm fine."

His back was against the wall, his lips were dry, his eyes were dark, and stubble was sticking out on his face.

"Still can't get in touch with Xilang?"

"Yes, no one is home. I asked a few acquaintances, but they didn't know where Xi Lang went either." Chen Zhi is still in danger, and Xi Lang is not around, so this is indeed a difficult situation.

Song Yuanzhi: "Are they from Japan again this time?"

"I can't say for sure, but there were four of them, and they were very strong." Song Zhaoyuan recalled the four people. It was too dark at the time, and the car headlights shone on them, so he could only make out their general outlines.

"Three men and one woman, my intuition is that they are not Japanese."

"People from our country? Who are they? How do their strength compare to Xilang's?"

"I don't know. Have you informed Master Yang?"

"I've notified them; Master Yang is on his way."

Zhu Chen only glanced at Song Zhaoyuan from afar, not daring to go over, and did not hear their conversation.

Although he couldn't hear what Song Zhaoyuan said, the woman was definitely one of a kind, capable of keeping him on his side since last night.

She must be a very important woman to Song Zhaoyuan.

His mother had wanted to introduce his cousin to Song Zhaoyuan, but now she should give up on that idea.

Zhu Chen planned to mention this to his mother when he got home today, so as not to let his mother play matchmaker and anger Song Zhaoyuan.

Zhu Chen took Jin Lan to the hospital and then went home.

This is all he can do for Guo Jianhua. Whether Guo Jianhua sees the error of his ways or remains obstinate is his choice. Once he makes a choice, he must bear the consequences. He will neither advise nor interfere.

In his father's words, one should not meddle in other people's karma, lest it shorten one's lifespan.

When Zhu Chen got home, the first thing he did was to talk to his mother and mention that Song Zhaoyuan had a girlfriend.

"Really? You're not lying to me?" Mrs. Zhu asked, half believing it.

Zhu Chen said with certainty, "Absolutely true. Last night he panicked and carried her to the hospital, stayed by her side all night, and she's still there. If she weren't his lover, would he be so attentive?"

Mrs. Zhu was utterly shocked. "Has Song Zhaoyuan actually blossomed like an iron tree?"

Song Zhaoyuan is already in his thirties, and will be forty in a few years. He has a high position, good looks, and a good family background. Yet, this kind of man has never gotten married and doesn't even have a girlfriend. Who would believe it if word got out?

If it were someone else, they might have already had several wives, one at home and several outside.

Song Zhaoyuan is definitely an anomaly.

But now this oddball actually has a partner.

"I'll go to the Song family's house for a visit," said Madam Zhu.

Zhu Chen grabbed him, "You're still not giving up? Commander Song already has a girlfriend, and you still want to introduce your cousin to him?"

"What are you thinking? I'm not capable of doing such annoying things. I'm just going to the Song family to find out which family's daughter she is." After saying that, Zhu's mother went out.

Zhu Chen was also curious. "Yeah, who is that girl?"

This girl is no ordinary person; she can tolerate Song Zhaoyuan's coldness, seriousness, and imposing presence.

He really would like to meet him if he had the chance.

"Her vital signs are stable for now, but it's hard to say when she'll wake up. Her injuries are too severe, and she'll need to stay in the intensive care unit for a few days. She doesn't need anyone to stay with her, so you don't need to stay with her. We'll notify her family if anything happens."

After the doctor finished speaking, Song Zhaoyuan, Song Yuanzhi, and Master Yang all breathed a sigh of relief.

It has now been 69 hours since Chen Zhi was admitted to the hospital.

Master Yang: "At least I survived."

Song Zhaoyuan hummed in response. He was so tired that he could barely keep his eyes open, as if he might fall asleep at any moment. "Daoist Master, think again. Do you really have no recollection of these four people?"

Master Yang frowned. "Indeed, there isn't. I'll go ask Elder Mu and the others; perhaps they'll know."

Song Yuanzhi: "Uncle, this matter can't be rushed. You should go back and rest first."

Song Yuanzhi was truly afraid that his uncle would fall ill.

Song Zhaoyuan nodded, "I'll go back first. Remember to send people to keep watch 24 hours a day. Make sure to protect them well."

Song Yuanzhi: "Okay, I'll send a few more people over to make sure there's someone at the ward door 24 hours a day."