The actress traveled through the drama, went crazy online, and killed the male lead every day

Jiang Zongnian sneered, "She is Gu Zhen's woman. If you want her, wait until Gu Zhen wakes up and then go talk to him yourself. Now, I want to take her away!"

Wen Han's face darkened, and he stood up suddenly. He lost his calm and lazy look, and a cold light emanated from his eyes. "No one can stop the person that the Shadow Society wants."

Jiang Zongnian used two fingers to adjust the slightly sleek gold-rimmed glasses on the tip of his nose. A murderous aura permeated his eyes, and the entire stand was shrouded in a murderous aura. "In Jiangcheng, even the God of Hell cannot touch the people that Gu Zhen wants to protect."

The two of them were in a cold standoff, with Wen Han's murderous intent exposed. The bodyguards in the stands were ready to go. Jiang Zongnian said coldly, "My bodyguards are all retired special forces soldiers. When Gu Zhen stepped onto the field, I was ready for a fight to the death between me and the Shadow Society if anything happened to him. Don't forget my background. There is no need to touch the Sanjiang organization. Ten kilometers southwest of Jiangcheng is the base camp of the Wild Wolf Squadron. The armed police and the Wild Wolf Special Commando can flatten the field."

Jiang Zongnian sneered and leaned forward slightly. "Anti-crime requires evidence, while anti-terrorism only requires a list of names."

Wen Han laughed loudly, leaning forward and backward. Jiang Zongnian smelled a subtle and familiar fragrance from him, but before he could think about it, the smell of cigar smoke covered his breath.

"Okay, okay... You are worthy of being President Jiang." Wen Han took a half step back, as if to compromise, "But Su Lingzhi is from my Shadow Society, I will take him away sooner or later!"

Jiang Zongnian ignored him and asked Su Lingzhi softly, "Can you still walk?"

Su Lingzhi felt a little dizzy due to excessive blood loss. She nodded. Zhao Xuelan helped her down from the stands. Jiang Zongnan walked behind them. Wen Han looked at Jiang Zongnan's back with an ambiguous look.

When Su Lingzhi woke up, the anesthetic had just worn off. Zhao Xuelan was sleeping beside her bed, guarding her the whole time. Su Lingzhi turned her head to look out the window. The moonlight was like water, falling on the potted rose by the window. The newly opened buds swayed in the wind. Through the square windows, she saw the moon hanging in the sky.

It hurts so much! Her bones were aching. Her shoulders and arms were stitched. She felt the pain piercing her bones when she moved a little. Su Lingzhi was about to stand up when she was sweating from the pain and woke up Zhao Xuelan.

"Susu, don't move. You have more than 30 stitches on your body. The doctor said you need to rest." Zhao Xuelan touched her head distressedly. There was also a scratch on her head. She was going to shave that hair and apply medicine. Su Lingzhi loved beauty and was unwilling to do so. Zhao Xuelan made the decision privately and applied medicine without shaving her head, thus preserving Su Lingzhi's beautiful hair.

"Gu Zhen...how is he?" Su Lingzhi's voice was slightly hoarse.

Zhao Xuelan poured her a glass of water. The warm water moistened Su Lingzhi's throat. Zhao Xuelan said, "Mr. Gu just left the ICU. He should be fine."

The ward was next to Su Lingzhi's, and he did not wake up.

"He was injured so badly that he's in the ICU." Su Lingzhi's heart choked. Thinking of the scene when she saw Gu Zhen on the court, her heart was still beating wildly. She even suspected that she had a sudden heart attack.

Perhaps, it's the suspension bridge reaction.

"This is all my fault. If it weren't for me, nothing would have happened to you and Mr. Gu." Zhao Xuelan's eyes turned red. "I was scared to death when you collided with someone on the field... If you had any accident, I would never forgive myself for the rest of my life."

"Lanlan, don't feel guilty. Never blame yourself for other people's mistakes." Su Lingzhi said gently, "You were also frightened. Rest well here. I will go to accompany Gu Zhen."

Gu Zhen's ward was more than 80 square meters, very spacious, with a dedicated bed for his family. Gu Zhen was lying on the innermost bed, with tubes inserted into his body and connected to instruments. His blood pressure was very low, and his heart rate was relatively stable. He was receiving an IV and was unconscious. There were some sundries on the family's bed, including a suit jacket, a computer, a data cable, and several documents.

In one corner of the ward was a leisure office area. Jian Yuxing was curled up on the sofa reading documents. He was wearing a white T-shirt with a printed shirt and slim jeans, which made him look youthful and like a senior who was popular in the whole school. Jiang Zongnian was wearing a black shirt with a vest, which was very business-like. He was wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and typing on the keyboard. The blue light of the screen made the man look cold. He was exactly the same indifferent, distant and domineering as Gu Zhen. They were the same kind of people.

"The doctor said that Ah Zhen has just passed the critical period and will not wake up for a while. Miss Su, come and sit!" Jian Yuxing closed the file and changed to a slightly more comfortable sitting position. His handsomeness was like the morning breeze, slightly cool but gentle, and his dark eyes were always smiling, unlike Gu Zhen and Jiang Zongnian who were overbearing and difficult to approach.

"Is he... okay?" Su Lingzhi pulled a chair and sat next to Gu Zhen, looking at his face with affection. She had never seen Gu Zhen look so pale and miserable.

Jian Yuxing stood up with a smile and walked to her side. "Ah Zhen has nine lives. He is strong and will not die. Don't worry."