Chapter 796: Heartache!

Qin Bore, standing nearby, saw this and her pupils suddenly contracted.

Her heart sank sharply in an instant.

She had just fought side by side the whole time, only thinking of pursuing the enemy and clearing obstructions…

Her whole being was tense upon the battle situation,

At this moment the dust settled.

Qin Bore then finally saw clearly……Lin Yuan's body, ruined to the extreme.

Lin Yuan's……tattered clothes had long been soaked through with blood.

His layers of blood scabs…… clung to torn flesh, dozens of ferocious wounds crisscrossed, and the traces of a displaced shoulder bone were faintly visible.

The flesh of his palm turned outward…… continuously oozing fresh blood, making him look horribly mangled and shocking to behold.

Qin Bore……could no longer care about the surrounding mess, she rushed forward with quick steps.

She hastily reached out with her hand, steadily supporting Lin Yuan's swaying, about-to-fall body.

Her hand……met a scalding, wet stickiness, covered in Lin Yuan's thick blood.

This made her chest tighten repeatedly.

Qin Bore's clear, cold voice……now carried an undisguisable panic and trembling.

Her brows and eyes were full of worry, she asked urgently in a low voice:

"Lin Yuan, are you alright?"

Lin Yuan, being supported, lowered his head slightly, his dense eyelashes covering the dispersion in his eyes.

His bodily strength had long been exhausted to the point of depletion.

Hearing Qin Bore's concerned question, he forced himself to retain the last trace of clarity, slightly shaking his head.

Lin Yuan's voice was hoarse and dry, heavy with fatigue after the blood battle, he replied softly:

"I'm fine."

He tried to steady his posture, maintaining the last trace of consciousness.

But as Lin Yuan's words fell, the willpower that had been forcibly sustaining his life……completely shattered.

Massive blood loss, bodily strain from misaligned and realigned bones, countless piercing stab wounds…

All the accumulated intense pain and weakness……instantly surged back as a backlash.

At the moment Lin Yuan's slight head shake fell, his vision suddenly went black, the world spun violently, and his consciousness was completely swallowed by darkness.

Lin Yuan's upright body could no longer support itself; his whole body went limp and he collapsed straight forward in a faint.

Qin Bore's heart leapt in alarm; she quickly tightened her arms, securely holding his heavy body in her embrace.

Looking at the man in her arms who had completely lost consciousness, his face as pale as paper, his breath faint.

Qin Bore's eyes……instantly welled up with intense panic and lingering fear, her fingertips trembling uncontrollably.

Just then, at the end of the silent, pitch-black road outside the hotel, a vast expanse of vehicle lights suddenly blazed forth.

On the originally empty, silent night road, countless vehicle lights lit up in succession, flowing light crisscrossing.

A dense black motorcade……raced along the road at extreme speed,

The roaring of engines grew from far to near, shaking the entire night sky.

The black-packed convoy stretched front to back, endless, like a surging black tide, instantly filling the entire periphery of the hotel road.

This……was the Divine Phoenix Group's core support force that Qin Bore had previously mobilized in advance—several thousand elite personnel, fully equipped and assembled, rushing a thousand miles to reinforce, finally arriving at the battlefield all at once.

The ground convoy had not yet fully come to a stop when a thunderous mechanical roar came from the night sky above,

Several armed helicopters tore through the deep night, wrapped in fierce gales, howling as they swept in.

Tactical lights on the fuselage swept the ground below; strong airflow blew surface dust and blood spray wildly, the cold silhouettes of the armed aircraft blanketed the hotel's airspace, and a heavy core pressure instantly filled the scene.

The convoy gradually pulled to the side and stopped; countless black-clad elites swiftly disembarked and formed ranks, their movements crisp and practiced, instantly sealing off the entire hotel inside and out, taking control of the whole area.

A central black luxury business car slowly came to a halt, its door opened, and a capable, brisk figure stepped out quickly.

Lin Yun'er wore neat black attire, her hair tied up, her brows and eyes sharp, her steps hurried,

Lin Yun'er, upon stepping out of the car, immediately locked onto the blood-soaked, disheveled Qin Bore and the severely wounded, unconscious Lin Yuan in her arms, her eyes instantly filling with deep worry.

Lin Yun'er quickly passed through the ranks and rushed forward at high speed.

Her voice full of anxiety and concern, she quickly asked:

"Miss! Are you alright?!"

Facing Lin Yun'er's anxious inquiry, Qin Bore lightly shook her head, the panic in her brows and eyes slightly subsiding.

Qin Bore's gaze……remained fixed on Lin Yuan, unconscious and blood-soaked in her arms.

Qin Bore's tone carried a hint of lingering fear, also concealing a faint displeasure not easily noticed.

Her voice was clear and cold, yet conveyed an undeniable seriousness; she clearly minded this grand mobilization.

"I'm fine. Who let you mobilize military helicopters here?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Yun'er's nose tingled sourly, her face full of lingering fright, she quickly lowered her head to explain, like a child who had done wrong and felt uneasy:

"Miss, I was really scared just now. I couldn't reach you for a long time, and the hotel lost contact completely; I feared something might happen to you. In my panic, I directly contacted the local armed forces and truthfully reported your identity and the danger you faced."

Lin Yun'er raised her hand toward the night sky, her tone mixed with a hint of awe and apprehension:

"Upon learning of your situation, the military worried you were in peril, immediately dispatched airborne armed support, even scrambling active fighter jet squadrons to escort and rush to your aid."

As Lin Yun'er's words fell, a deafening sky-splitting roar suddenly came from above, overpowering the helicopters' rotor roar, mighty and domineering, shaking the whole heavens and earth.

Buzz—!!

At this moment, the entire hotel inside and out fell utterly silent.

The extreme engine roar came from far to near, tearing through the deep night.

Several J-20 fighter jets formed a neat array, their wholly black fuselages……outlined in the night with sharp streamlined contours, screaming at ultra-low altitude with a sky-breaking force as they swept over the hotel.

The fighter jet's tail flame dragged out a pale blue scorching light band, the chilling killing intent aura enveloped the entire land, the tactical lock-on beam faintly swept across the whole hotel, the oppressive feeling was suffocating and bone-piercing.

Those remnants of the Shangqing Group's thugs hiding in the hotel corridors and corners, who had luckily survived, were originally curled up in the dark of the blood pools, harboring a slim chance to live.

But when the fighter jets overhead roared and exploded, the icy military lock-on signal…… the moment it covered their bodies, everyone went rigid, their blood nearly coagulating.

Faces smeared with blood and terror stared dead-eyed at the night sky, only extreme horror and despair remained in their eyes, their bodies shaking uncontrollably.

No one imagined that the woman they had spent huge resources to set up a deadly encirclement against, who seemed merely a business mogul, actually had a background so terrifying it could directly alarm the local military, mobilizing an air force squadron to rush to her aid!

They had wandered the Underground Jianghu for years, fought the fiercest battles, seen the most frenzied power struggles, and thought they had grown numb to all dangerous scenes……

But at this moment…… they personally witnessed an entire formation of active fighter jets coming to encircle them, and their inner defenses collapsed completely.

The night wind was bitter, and the fighter jets' lingering might lingered for a long time.

Ordinary business rivalry was forcibly raised to the national level…… the dimension of security precautions.

This terrifying power completely overturned the thugs' cognition built over decades.

Extreme fear clenched everyone's hearts tightly; no one dared to move even slightly, they all went limp on the ground, shivering.

Qin Bore lifted her gaze, sweeping over the fighter jet formation streaking across the night sky; a hint of helplessness flickered in her eyes, then she withdrew her look.

Qin Bore's tone was calm…… yet carried an unquestionable majesty:

"What could I possibly have to do?"

She lightly raised her hand, smoothing the torn clothes on Lin Yuan's body, her tone sinking a bit as she softly instructed:

"Such a small matter; from now on don't casually alert the military. The commotion is too great, the cost too heavy, not worth it."

After soothing her, Qin Bore's expression suddenly turned cold, a icy glint flashed in her eyes, and she decisively issued orders.

Her aura fully unfolded:

"Immediately bring people to clear the scene, completely control and arrest all remnants of the Shangqing Group's thugs inside the hotel, leaving none."

"Take them all back, hand them over uniformly to the military for processing, and file charges for multiple crimes such as gang-related assembly brawling, malicious kidnapping, and intentional injury; make sure these people rot in prison, paying for tonight's actions."

Lin Yun'er lowered her head, obedient like a little maid who had been trained after making a mistake, and quickly nodded lightly.

Lin Yun'er replied softly:

"I understand, Miss; next time I will be careful and never dare to act on my own again."

"Also, prepare a car for me; I will personally send Lin Yuan back to rest."

"Yes!" Lin Yun'er immediately composed herself and responded solemnly.

Lin Yun'er subsequently…… quickly took out a finely textured car key from her personal bag and handed it with both hands to Qin Bore.

"Miss, the backup BMW 7 Series is waiting on the roadside, in perfect condition, ready to depart at any moment."

Qin Bore reached out to take the key, her fingertips rubbing the cold metal surface,

Immediately Qin Bore bent over, carefully supporting the unconscious Lin Yuan in her arms.

Her movements were extremely gentle, fearing that too much force would aggravate his wounds all over.

Qin Bore carefully propped up his heavy body, bit by bit lifting him up.

Qin Bore steadily supported his waist, stepping slowly forward, avoiding the bloodstains and debris on the ground, carefully escorting him to the black BMW 7 Series parked by the roadside.

She gently opened the rear car door, securely placed Lin Yuan in the seat, carefully adjusted his posture to avoid pressing on his wounds.

Lin Yuan was utterly powerless, his whole body leaning entirely on her shoulder, his complexion deathly pale without a trace of color, his breathing faint, bloodstains covering his body staining Qin Bore's clothes, a shocking sight.

After confirming Lin Yuan was lying securely, Qin Bore closed the car door and turned to enter the driver's seat.

The engine rumbled low, the vehicle started smoothly, and slowly drove away from this bloody, chaotic hotel battlefield.

The car all the way drove out of the suburbs, avoiding the bustling night traffic, and sped toward the core area of Hangcheng.

All the way, the late wind blew through the window, dispersing the heavy stench of blood all over his body.

After dozens of minutes, Qin Bore's vehicle…… steadily entered the core of the most prosperous Qianjiang CBD in Hangcheng, stopping beneath a riverside skyscraper mansion.

This place…… is Hangcheng's top-tier riverside grand flat.

From a high vantage point overlooking the entire Qiantang Jiang night view, this is Qin Bore's private residence where she often stays, tranquil and luxurious, far from the hustle and bustle.

The night was tranquil; the riverside mansion's buildings were entirely transparent, the glass curtain walls reflecting the splendid lights on both banks of the Qiantang Jiang, shutting out all external clamor and bloodiness.

Qin Bore turned off the engine and pushed open the door to get out.

The night wind carried the river's slight chill, blowing in and dispelling the last trace of lingering blood odor.

She went to the rear, carefully opening the car door, afraid that too large a movement would disturb the unconscious man.

Lin Yuan's whole body was soft and powerless, completely lacking the strength to support himself; he was heavy and entirely leaning in the crook of her arm.

Qin Bore held her breath, with her hand steadily supporting his back and knees, bit by bit helping him out of the car, her posture straight as a rod, using all her strength to steadily support his heavy body.

The estate's dedicated security had already been notified; they stood bent in respect throughout, daring not to approach and disturb, silently letting the two pass.

Qin Bore supported the blood-soaked Lin Yuan as she stepped slowly into the luxurious, tranquil entrance hall.

The pristine marble floor was spotless, warm soft light fell upon it, forming an extreme contrast with the hellish bloodbath of the hotel just moments before.

The exclusive private elevator sensed and opened automatically; she supported Lin Yuan as they stepped slowly into the cabin, the elevator doors gently closed, completely shutting out the outside lights.

In the narrow, enclosed space, only the low hum of the machinery running smoothly remained; it was so quiet that the two persons' breathing could be clearly heard.

Lin Yuan's weak, heavy breathing echoed in their ears; his face was as pale as paper, his lips devoid of color, his thick eyelashes limp and drooping, the once sharp, spirited eyes tightly shut.

At this moment, Lin Yuan had shed all killing intent and ferocity, leaving only extreme weakness and fatigue.

Qin Bore quietly glanced sideways at the man beside her, her fingertips steadily supporting his arm, not daring to slacken in the slightest; worry and sourness welled up in her eyes in layers.

The elevator rose steadily, reaching the top-floor riverside grand flat.

The cabin doors slowly opened, revealing a minimalist, luxurious interior design.

Warm yellow floor lamps spread throughout the house, the spacious, transparent space was clean and elegant,

The riverside panoramic glass windows offered a broad view, the night scene grand, everywhere exuding an atmosphere of tranquil gentleness.

Qin Bore half-supported, half-embraced Lin Yuan, and slowly stepped into the house.

She lifted her foot and gently closed the door, shutting out all the night's fighting, danger, and carnage.

She dared not pull hard, moving her feet little by little, and steadily helped Lin Yuan to the soft fabric sofa in the living room.

Qin Bore leaned forward slightly and gently laid him flat.

Her every movement was extremely gentle, constantly moderating the force, fearing to tug at his wounds all over and worsen his pain.

Lin Yuan lay still on the sofa.

His blood-soaked, torn clothes clung to his body, and his gruesome wounds were especially glaring in the warm light.

His normally tall and sturdy frame was now curled up with a hint of fatigue, so still it made one's heart ache.

In the quiet atmosphere of the room, a soft patter of footsteps came faintly.

The all-white little cat Sweet Cone padded with tiny steps, slowly trotting out from the secondary bedroom.

Sweet Cone's fluffy tail swayed lightly, its soft little head tilted slightly, and it curiously eyed the blood-covered stranger on the sofa.

The usually lively and playful little guy, who loved to cling and roughhouse, now seemed to sense the low mood in the air.

It also understood the man's weakness and pain, forgoing its usual bouncing and playing, becoming unusually obedient.

It lightly tip-toed on its pads, walked slowly to the sofa's edge, carefully climbed up along the edge, and obediently curled up in the crook of Lin Yuan's empty arm.

Sweet Cone's tiny body leaned gently against his chest, motionless, even its tail lightly tucked in, afraid to jostle and rub his wounds, quietly accompanying the unconscious Lin Yuan, soft and warm.

Seeing the well-behaved little cat, Qin Bore's heart warmed a bit, then was soon overwhelmed by a deep sourness.

She collected herself, hurried to the storage room, and took out the always-ready full first-aid kit; the box was neat and tidy, containing disinfectant, gauze, hemostatic medicine, suturing tools, and healing ointment—everything needed.

She carried the medicine box back quickly to the living room and knelt beside the sofa.

Qin Bore's gaze… fell on Lin Yuan's blood-stained clothes.

Her fingertips trembled slightly, carrying a hint of hesitant caution.

After a long while, she finally extended her slender fingertips and began to undo Lin Yuan's buttons, which were already ruined and stuck together with dried blood.

Dried blood… firmly stuck Lin Yuan's fabric to his flesh.

Each time she gently pulled open an inch of fabric, she could see the traces of the wound being tugged and adhered, making one's heart tighten.

As the clothing slowly opened, Lin Yuan's wounds all over his body were fully exposed in the warm light…

That sight made Qin Bore's breath catch suddenly, and she froze in place.

Wounds crisscrossed gruesomely everywhere, shocking to behold.

His shoulder… showed a deep knife wound down to the bone, with flesh turned outward, layered dark-red scabs that had solidified, now soaked with fresh blood;

His chest… was covered with large bruises and impact marks, with faint signs of displaced ribs;

At the waist and abdomen, several long lacerations had flesh turned outward, the tissue damaged;

Lin Yuan's arms… were covered with dense puncture and laceration wounds, the palms' injuries bloody and indistinct, with tendons and bones faintly visible.

New and old wounds crisscrossed over his entire body, not a single inch of skin intact.

This… was far beyond what an ordinary person could endure.

Lin Yuan's body… each wound represented a life-or-death struggle, every scar a trace he had painstakingly forged to save her.

Qin Bore stared blankly at the horrifying wounds covering him, and in an instant all tonight's scenes flashed through her mind.

He fought alone, from the first floor up to the fourteenth, single-handedly sweeping aside hundreds of elite fighters;

To save people, he suffered broken bones and dislocations, forcibly reset them, and fought on;

Lin Yuan, covered in serious wounds and blood loss, clung to life by sheer determination, just to break out of the deadlock and keep her safe.

This man, who was always silent and inarticulate, never spoke a word of affection, never showed a hint of feeling…

But he repeatedly used the most clumsy, scorching, desperate means, throwing himself in front of her time and again to bear all danger, pain, and mortal peril for her.

Qin Bore's chest… felt as if an invisible hand gripped it tightly, sourness, heartache, guilt, and emotion intertwining layer upon layer, a dense ache spreading through her limbs and instantly shattering all her composure.

The usually cold and steadfast Qin Bore, who never softened at events, had her eye rims visibly redden, a misty film quickly clouding her clear eyes.

She clenched her lower lip tightly, struggling to hold back the surging emotions, unwilling to let tears fall.

But the warmth at the bottom of her eyes could not be contained; a drop of hot tears slowly seeped from her eye sockets, tracing down her smooth, delicate cheek, falling silently, and landing lightly on Lin Yuan's dry, cracked, pale lips.

At the moment the warm tear drop landed, Qin Bore's emotions burst through completely.

Qin Bore leaned forward slightly, her hair falling down, covering half her cheek and also the surging feelings in her eyes.

In this quiet space with only the evening breeze, lamplight, and the little cat, no one peered in, no one knew.

She held her breath, her movements almost reverent as she lowered her head slightly, her cool, soft lips lightly, cautiously pressing against Lin Yuan's dry, blood‑lost lips.

A shallow kiss, gentle yet restrained…

She hid her heartache, guilt, and inexpressible affection, and silently… fell upon this desolate yet resilient tenderness.