I went crazy holding my thighs in the vest

After a while, Lu Jingshu came out of the ward with a solemn expression.

Zhou Zipei couldn't help but feel tense, and the corners of his mouth straightened. Perhaps it was the trace of panic that prevented him from asking immediately.

Instead, Chu Mian took a step forward: "How is it?"

Lu Jingshu's voice was a little low: "It's more serious."

Things that even the federal government can't do anything about are naturally not ordinary injuries. Even though they had expected this situation in advance, Zhou Zipei and Chu Mian still felt heavy in their hearts.

"Can it be cured?" Zhou Zipei asked hoarsely.

Lu Jingshu said: "Even if it's not possible, I will make it possible."

After receiving her affirmative reply, Zhou Zipei was not relieved, but instead became more worried.

"When can surgery begin?"

Before Lu Jingshu opened her mouth to speak, there was a sudden movement in the ward.

Without thinking, Zhou Zipei walked over and opened the door, only to see Lu Siyin, who had been sleeping just now, standing at the head of the bed, putting on his coat.

After she pulled out the infusion tube, there was still blood on the back of her hand, and there were a few drops of blood on the white cotton quilt. It was obviously caused by her being too rough when pulling out the tube.

Lu Siyin saw them coming in lightly, and then continued to move without any care. After putting on his coat, he straightened the hem of his clothes.

Her face was still a little pale, and her slightly furrowed brow showed impatience. She held the pistol at her waist, which looked like a threat.

Seeing that she was about to leave, Zhou Zipei strode over, but before he could get closer, he heard the sound of a bullet being loaded, and his footsteps stopped.

The gun twirled in Lu Siyin's hand. She looked at them and said calmly: "Thank you for taking care of me. I'm fine now. I'll repay you for today's kindness. I'll say goodbye."

He nodded to Zhou Zipei and the others and walked toward the door. However, when he passed by Zhou Zipei, he grabbed his wrist and had to stop where he was.

Lu Siyin glanced sideways at him, as if thinking of something, and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Zhou, I will pay double the compensation for damaging your store. If you have any other requirements, you can ask for them. I will try my best to satisfy you."

Zhou Zipei listened to her talk about Mr. Zhou with a polite and distant attitude. As the president of the Yueqing Chamber of Commerce, it was true that he could not fault him at all, but he was tired of her reaction.

"Where are you going?"

Lu Siyin said: "This is my personal itinerary and I have no comment."

Zhou Zipei's breathing suddenly became heavy, and his back stiffened. They remained in a stalemate for a long time. When Lu Siyin was obviously impatient, he touched her forehead with his other hand and said in a slightly tough tone: "Your fever hasn't gone away yet, it's best... …”

"Mr. Zhou," Lu Siyin interrupted with a frown and said, "This is my freedom. You don't have to worry about my body."

Zhou Zipei gritted her teeth, her eyelashes trembled slightly, as if there was something stuck in her throat. She refused to take hard and soft words. Retention became the norm, but she failed time and time again.

"Have you ever cared about your body?" His dark eyes captured Lu Siyin's bloodless face.

Lu Siyin looked back, still calm: "Of course."

She seemed to have completely lost her patience, and suddenly got angry. When Zhou Zipei wasn't paying attention, she freed her wrist, twirled the gun in her hand, then pointed it at Zhou Zipei's temple, and threatened with half-squinted eyes: "It's time for me to go back. I hope you know each other better."

It's getting late, and if you don't go back, Yunnan outside the hot spring shop may become suspicious.

The movement was so fast that Lu Jingshu and Chu Mian didn't expect it. They took a step forward but did not dare to act rashly.

Zhou Zipei raised his hand to stop them from coming forward, and stared at Lu Siyin without blinking. There was no trace of panic in him, only calmness and calmness. Even his tone of voice did not change at all when he spoke: "You should shoot, otherwise don't I want to walk out of this door.”

Lu Siyin's hand tightened on the pistol. If he was not careful, the gun would go off.

"Are you really not afraid of death?" she sneered.

Zhou Zipei smiled miserably, and his body relaxed at this time. He raised his eyebrows, looked at her and said provocatively: "Death in your hands can be regarded as fulfilling my wish."

Lu Siyin sarcastically said: "You are really affectionate towards your missing lover. You are so indulgent even to me, your substitute."

Zhou Zipei said helplessly: "How many times do I have to tell you before I believe you are the one I'm looking for, the one you call my lover."

Lu Siyin's index finger was holding the trigger weakly, not daring to move. No one knew that her palms were already covered with a thin layer of sweat.

"Do you think I will believe it?"

"You will always believe it."

The two of them talked, asked and answered, and the conversation was very immersive and smooth. Lu Siyin did not notice at all that Lu Jingshu was approaching quietly.

"I advise you to go wherever you came from, and it is best not to provoke our federal government."

As soon as Lu Siyin finished speaking the last word, he immediately felt that something was wrong. The hand holding the gun reflexively swept through an arc, changed direction, and pressed down with his index finger. However, the moment he saw Lu Jingshu, his face turned pale with shock. The change from pale to gray finally broke the calmness on the surface of his eyes, and the emotions in his eyes were completely exposed in this moment.

Panic, pain, despair.

She tried her best to move her arms in the other direction. Fortunately, Lu Jingshu was already prepared. At the critical moment, she leaned back and kicked her forward.

Lu Siyin only felt a pain in his wrist. When the gun left his hand, there was a "bang" and the bullet was shot out and embedded in the wall.

She breathed a sigh of relief in her heart. Her right hand hung limply by her side, shaking non-stop. She held it up with her left hand, maintaining this state for a while.

After Lu Jingshu lowered her waist, she quickly straightened up again. Quickly kicking the gun away from the ground, she stepped forward without saying a word and grabbed Lu Siyin's wrist that was kicked by her. Seeing that she was really shaking, she said in annoyance: "Does it hurt?"

I knew I wouldn't have to use so much strength just now.

Lu Siyin lowered his eyes and said nothing. In fact, it didn't hurt very much. He couldn't feel it anymore and his hands were shaking because of fear.

She almost killed Lu Jingshu.

She slowed down and pulled it back from Lu Jingshu's hand. Her right hand was finally not so exaggerated, and her expression returned to calmness. The disguise that had just been shattered was restored to perfection without any flaws.

Lu Jingshu's eyes darkened, her brows moved slightly, and she remained silent.

Just now... was it an illusion?

Lu Siyin was now surrounded by Zhou Zipei, Lu Jingshu and Chu Mian. Without guns in their hands, it was difficult to deal with these three people together with only the brute force of his illness.

The situation changed in an instant, and the initiative became passive.

"Major General Dieyin, you should rest here and recuperate!" Chu Mian's words were still calm, like a stream flowing in the wilderness, "Don't worry, we won't harm you, and we will treat you for free."

Lu Siyin looked at the three people and suddenly laughed mockingly, "Do you think I still have a choice?"

Chu Mian smiled slightly: "In that case, then you should have a good rest here. If you need anything, call someone."