Chapter 36 Thank you
Shan Li looked at her and said solemnly, "Thank you, you saved Shan Xi's life."
Song Qingci waved his hand and replied, "You don't have to thank me. Shan Xi suffered this misfortune because of me. It was my duty to save her. We are even now."
Without waiting for Shan Li to say anything, she began to clean up the mess. She put all the surgical supplies and medical waste into the space. She didn't have the energy to clean it up now, so she put it away first. She would deal with it later when she had time.
After the searchlight was put away, the carriage was instantly plunged into darkness.
Feng Yi and Feng Er, who were waiting outside, panicked when they saw this and tried to rush into the carriage.
"It's okay, step back." Shan Li's voice stopped them when they were just a few steps away from getting close.
Then, the carriage lit up again, but this time the light was much dimmer.
How can the light from an oil lamp and a searchlight be the same?
Song Qingci held onto the wall of the carriage, trying to stand up and move around.
Unfortunately, she forgot that she had been kneeling for too long and her feet were numb. She lost her balance and fell forward.
Shan Li quickly hugged her, avoiding the embarrassment of her falling directly into the car door.
This was the first time Shan Li held her in his arms.
It was different from the physical contact he had with her before. A soft feeling hit his heart, making him reluctant to let go.
Song Qingci quickly adjusted his posture and then left Shan Li's arms, "Sorry, thank you."
Shan Li left the car only after the numbness in her feet was completely relieved.
When Feng Yi and Feng Er saw their master coming out, they hurried forward to pay their respects and report.
"The rest of the Feng Group has arrived and is searching the area to ensure safety." Feng Er took a breath and continued, "There is no evidence of the identity of these masked killers. There are no special marks on the weapons they used. They look like death squads."
What Feng Er didn't say was that most of these assassins were killed with one blow. Many of them even had their heads and bodies separated.
Madam is really scary. If they were to encounter such a situation, even if they could win, it would be a miserable victory. There is no way they could escape unscathed like Madam.
Shan Li nodded to indicate that he understood.
Over the years, he has basically mastered the situation of the secret guards of each family in the capital, but he knows only a little about the death soldiers. It is more difficult to train death soldiers than to train secret guards. Often after more than ten years of training, only one in ten survives. And it requires huge financial and material support. Many families can afford to raise secret guards, but they cannot afford death soldiers.
Looking at the bodies lying on the ground, there must be at least fifty or sixty of them. He had not yet thought of who would be so generous as to send out so many assassins at once.
It seems that the water in the capital is deeper and muddier than he thought.
Feng Yi handed over a scalpel, which he had wiped with his sleeve. Now the scalpel lay quietly in Feng Yi's palm. He had pulled it out from the head of a dead soldier, about two inches into the bone. He almost couldn't pull it out.
"Master, this should be the lady's." This knife is very strange, and he has never seen the material and style before.
Shan Li took a look and found that the knife was the same one that was used to perform surgery on Shan Xi in the carriage just now.
He took it, took out a silk handkerchief and wrapped it up, then put it in his lapel. Then he instructed Feng Yi, "Send someone back to the mansion to report that everything is fine. Just say that my wife and I are taking the eldest daughter to stay at the villa for a while. Let my grandmother and mother rest assured. Then send a message to Xue Yi that I will be staying in Fengxue Tower recently."
Shan Xi was in a coma, so Shan Li didn't dare to take her home. His grandmother was old and his mother was very weak. Seeing Shan Xi like this, he was afraid that the family would have to call in another doctor.
"Yes." Feng Yi retreated upon hearing the order.
At this time, other members of the Wind Group also came over from various directions one after another, and one of them drove two new carriages.
Shan Li personally carried Shan Xi and sent her into the new carriage. There was also a woman in tight clothes in the carriage. When she saw Shan Li, she saluted and said, "I am Xue San, your subordinate, and I am honored to meet you, my master."
Shan Li nodded and said, "Take good care of her."
"Yes. I will do my best to take good care of the young lady." Xue San took Shan Xi and gently placed her on the cushion prepared in advance. He then gently covered her with a thin blanket.
Seeing that Shan Xi had been settled, Shan Li returned to another carriage.
At this time, Song Qingci had fallen asleep leaning on the soft cushion in the carriage.
The killing spree was followed by an operation.
Her mental state could no longer sustain it, so as soon as she got into the car, she found a comfortable angle and went to sleep.
In fact, Song Qingci herself didn't realize that her trust in Shan Li was a little bit beyond everyone she had met before. Before, if she wasn't 100% sure it was safe, she would never close her eyes and fall asleep like this.
Her highest record was to last three days and three nights. She didn't close her eyes to rest until her companions from Ling Xiao arrived.
As soon as he lifted the curtain, Shan Li saw Song Qingci's sleeping face. He unconsciously slowed down his movements and lowered his voice. He said softly, "Let's go to Fengxue Tower."
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In a study room in a deep house somewhere in the capital.
A middle-aged man in exquisite clothes and an old man in green clothes with white hair and beard are playing chess.
On the chessboard, the white pieces are firmly trapped by the black pieces, with no way out.
"You are going to lose," the old man in green sighed while stroking his beard.
This is already the third game of the day, and White still has no chance of turning defeat into victory.
The middle-aged man's expression was not obvious, but his slightly trembling fingers revealed his true emotions at the moment. This is the third time today, and he still can't win? !
He was a little unwilling to accept it. He had studied very hard in the past three years, so why couldn't he win? !
"Don't worry, if you put the piece here, you will have more breath." The old man in green picked up a white piece and put it on a corner of the chessboard.
As the chess pieces fell, the situation on the chessboard changed immediately. The white piece was killed by its partner, and as the dead pieces were moved out, more than half of the chessboard was suddenly empty.
The white piece, which was about to die, gained precious breathing space because he killed half of his own pieces. He also had the opportunity to fight the black piece again.
"Sometimes, don't be too obsessed with the gains and losses of the moment. No one knows whether there will be a chance of a comeback until the end," the old man in green said meaningfully.
"The student has learned his lesson." The middle-aged man bowed.
"You should go back tonight. There is no news so far. It is useless to wait any longer. It is not easy for you to come out. Don't let these things hold you back." The old man in green waved his hand, signaling the middle-aged man to leave.
He had a vague premonition that he might not be able to bring back any good news tonight.