Chapter 39 — You Got In Through the Back Door, Didn't You?
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"Hmph. What business is it of yours?" Shen Yushu gave a cold laugh, turned her head away, and did not give Qiu Lingshan so much as a civil look.
Qiu Lingshan smiled wryly, turned, and said to Gu Mengyao, "Miss Gu, shall we take your statement now?"
As Gu Mengyao recounted what had happened earlier, Shen Yushu kept exclaiming in amazement: "Wow, Wei Zhao is that impressive? No way! Yaoyao, didn't I tell you? Making him your shield was absolutely the right call. I guarantee he'll settle any man who bothers you."
"Hmph, who wants him?" Gu Mengyao thought again of that cocky look Wei Zhao had worn earlier, and a wave of irritation rose in her heart.
Listening from the side, Qiu Lingshan grew rather curious. From the sound of it, this man called Wei Zhao was not merely a man of talk and fighting skill. Though Qiu Lingshan was deeply unhappy at being called a back-door appointee, she was not an unreasonable person. From Gu Mengyao's account, this Wei Zhao seemed both brave and resourceful, and even after taking a bullet he had managed to keep circling the robbers. Such spirit was truly admirable.
It was only Wei Zhao's line — "I'm not a cop, do they pay me a salary?" — that Qiu Lingshan found utterly contemptible. Couldn't you just play the good citizen who steps forward for justice? Yet later, after hearing Gu Mengyao's account of why Wei Zhao had said it, Qiu Lingshan understood: Wei Zhao had not been wrong. Had they truly provoked those robbers at that moment, the two of them might well have both failed to escape.
But the fact that the robbers had been specifically after Gu Mengyao puzzled her greatly. These men had gone to such elaborate lengths merely to kidnap Gu Mengyao? It was possible, though, that they had done so to disguise their true purpose and avoid arousing the Gu family's suspicions. There might also be some other aim, but for now there was no way of knowing. They could only wait until Baldy and his gang were caught and then decide.
"Miss, I think Mr. Lin is very suitable. Mr. Gu's judgment was not wrong. With him at your side, I can finally set my mind at ease," Qing Bo said, still shaken. But at this moment he also truly understood Mr. Gu's intent. This Wei Zhao was indeed no ordinary man.
Gu Mengyao moved her lips, wanting to say something to refute Qing Bo, but somehow the scene in the bank — Wei Zhao stepping forward to shield her — kept circling in her mind...
Because Qiu Lingshan was present, the hospital did not ask many questions about Wei Zhao's gunshot wound. For a patient treated for a gunshot wound in the name of the police, the hospital bore no responsibility whatsoever.
Wei Zhao was wheeled into the operating room, and the surgeon said to the nurse, "Prepare the anesthetic. I'm going to remove the bullet."
"There's no need." Wei Zhao had little use for Western drugs like anesthetics. He was not fond of such things. Once or twice would do no great harm, but used too often they brought certain side effects to the body.
The surgeon blinked, thinking to himself: the men who had brought the boy in hardly looked like paupers — surely they could afford anesthesia? To do without it would hurt terribly. The base of the thigh was thick with nerves, and though this was about the simplest procedure there was, the pain of it surpassed that of many a major operation.
"Young man, it will hurt a great deal without anesthesia." The surgeon was a veteran expert in his forties, and so, to him, Wei Zhao was still a lad.