Chapter 40: Normal People Who Mess Around in the Hospital

As soon as Chu Jinsong spoke, his words were dripping with sarcasm.

He challenged, asking if someone feared Dai Fengnian wouldn't keep his mouth shut, but in fact he was setting the narrative, directly labeling the accident as premeditated murder.

Procedurally speaking, it's hard to buy into that characterization.

Chang Ming, the Prosecutor General of the Nanzhou City Procuratorate, glanced at Xiao Yunce's reaction—whether on purpose or not. Seeing Xiao Yunce smile and stay silent, Chang Ming seemed to grasp something.

Chang Ming raised his hand and said, "Chu Secretary, the hit‑and‑run driver has abandoned the car and fled. Before we catch him, I believe we should cautiously determine the nature of this accident."

Chu Jinsong's face darkened in an instant.

He turned to the Faction chief, Xu Liangyuan, and asked, "Director Xu, what do you think of this?"

"Just now the Traffic Police Team reported that the dump truck charged out of the intersection without slowing down—on the contrary, the driver hit the gas. From all the signs, we have reason to suspect this was premeditated murder." Xu Liangyuan's remark instantly drowned out the opposing voices.

Leng Chuan glanced around, gaining a clearer picture of the situation in Nanzhou.

Chang Ming of the Nanzhou City Procuratorate tailors his actions to Xiao Yunce's expression, while Xu Liangyuan of the City Bureau pretends to be objective but actually backs Chu Jinsong's characterization.

The sides are clearly drawn, each looking eager to destroy the other.

Leng Chuan turned to the silent antagonist, Mayor Xiao Yunce, and asked, "Who is chiefly in charge of the Green Bamboo Ridge development project?"

This thrust goes straight for Xiao Yunce's heart.

Xiao Yunce wore a bitter look: "In name I'm the head, but in reality every detail of the Green Bamboo Ridge project is handled by Dai Fengnian, the director of the project development department."

Everyone hearing this knew Xiao Yunce was just shifting blame.

If Dai Fengnian is apprehended, it will directly jeopardize Xiao Yunce's future. At present, the one most eager to see Dai Fengnian dead is undoubtedly Xiao Yunce himself.

But Xiao Yunce is now the acting mayor, holding high office and authority, and without conclusive evidence he can't really be touched.

Leng Chuan pondered.

He then tossed another gut‑wrenching dilemma at Xiao Yunce:

"Mayor Xiao, Dai Fengnian was once your capable right‑hand man. If he dies under suspicious circumstances, it will inevitably arouse outside suspicion of you."

People will assume you're scared he'll turn on you, so you struck first.

"Can you do this? Starting today, you take charge of Dai Fengnian's personal safety."

First, it would dispel outside suspicion of you.

Second, it would be a huge help to our special task force, which is understaffed and truly unable to shoulder the protection duty.

Masters clash—one strike seals the throat!

Leng Chuan's dilemma shoved Xiao Yunce into an awkward spot with no way out.

If Xiao Yunce refuses to protect Dai Fengnian, he opens himself to murder suspicion.

If he agrees to protect Dai Fengnian, he can't act against him afterward—and if anything happens to Dai Fengnian, Xiao Yunce will bear full responsibility.

Chu Jinsong seized the moment: "Director Leng's proposal, I think it's workable."

"Since you all want me, the mayor, to take responsibility, then I shall not shirk it." The composed, veteran Xiao Yunce, no matter how fiercely his inner anger raged, still wore a faint smile.

In today's meeting, Chu and Xiao went arm‑to‑arm.

There's no doubt Chu Jinsong emerged victorious; with Leng Chuan's assistance he didn't even break a sweat, easily knocking Xiao Yunce flat on the floor with no chance to struggle.

It was past eight in the evening.

The hospital had already finished the emergency surgery on Dai Fengnian.

They moved Dai Fengnian to the intensive care unit; the hospital reported severe head trauma and intracranial bleeding, saying he'd need further observation before they could tell if he was out of mortal danger.

Lin Dongfan's injuries were comparatively mild—he was in hemorrhagic shock.

After a blood transfusion, he opened his eyes just over an hour later.

The doctor said he was lucky—he had a bunch of injuries, but none were life‑threatening.

"Husband, do you still recognize me?"

Having heard that even if brain‑injured people don't turn vegetative they could still lose memory, Chu Lingxi, sitting by the bed, grew anxious and teary‑eyed.

Lin Dongfan lay in bed, his body swathed in bandages.

But his right hand wasn't seriously hurt.

It still works.

He smiled as he stroked Chu Lingxi's thigh: "Beautiful lady, who are you? You look like an angel."

"I'm your wife, Chu Lingxi."

Her heart clenched, and Chu Lingxi's tears spilled at once.

Really crying?

Lin Dongfan burst into a laugh‑cry: "Miss, I'm actually… touching your thigh—don't you feel anything at all?"

"I know—I do feel." Chu Lingxi grabbed Lin Dongfan's hand tight, eyes still brimming with tears: "Husband, you haven't really lost your memory, have you?"

"Well, actually I wanted to say that I dare touch your thigh precisely to prove I know you're my wife—I'm not the sort who just gropes indiscriminately." Lin Dongfan said it with a straight face.

"You scared me—I thought you'd lost your memory."

Chu Lingxi went from tears to laughter.

She then eagerly seized Lin Dongfan's hand, shoved it under her clothes, and asked, "Feel here—does it give a different sensation?"

"Uh…"

This made Lin Dongfan genuinely wonder whether this naïve sweetheart before him really was his pure‑type wife.

They were playing with such boldness.

Lin Dongfan glanced at the open ward door, then turned his gaze to Chu Lingxi and said, "Honey, we seem to be in a hospital."

"I know—quick, tell me what you felt." Chu Lingxi asked eagerly.

Lin Dongfan frowned slightly: "My belly button."

"You didn't feel the baby?" Chu Lingxi looked puzzled.

Lin Dongfan was dumbfounded on the spot: "Hand warmer baby? Or SpongeBob baby? Warm, soft and fluffy, the feel is indeed silky smooth..."

"What the heck, I'm talking about that baby." Chu Lingxi got a little anxious: "I haven't had my period this month; my mom took me to my aunt's for a checkup, and my aunt said I'm about to become a mom."

……???

This complex mom-content left Lin Dongfan dazed in an instant—was it the clueless sweetie's expression logic that was off, or my own comprehension? Seems like I'm gonna be a dad? This happiness came too suddenly……

Before Lin Dongfan could feel the baby's heartbeat.

A nurse came in, intending to measure Lin Dongfan's blood pressure and check his heart rate.

Seeing Lin Dongfan randomly rubbing his hand inside Chu Lingxi's clothes, the nurse's eyes clearly gained a hint of contempt: "You're all wrapped up like a mummy, yet you still have this mindset—you really are something."

"Is it illegal to touch my wife?" Lin Dongfan asked.

Chu Lingxi also turned her head and said: "Exactly, is it illegal for my husband to touch me?"

"It's not illegal, but if I accidentally prick off-target while giving the shot, that might not be illegal either." The nurse retorted while holding the blood pressure cuff: "Come on, take your hand out—let's measure your blood pressure!"

"How can you be so fierce? My husband hasn't offended you." Chu Lingxi fumed.

Lin Dongfan obediently pulled his hand out: "My wife is a Martian; she means you're fiercely impressive, but I wasn't shamelessly staring at your fierceness—that's my fault; please be gentle when giving the shot."

"Don't worry, I'll definitely give you special care."

Saying that, the nurse wrapped the blood pressure cuff around Lin Dongfan's upper arm.

After taking the blood pressure, the nurse dealt Lin Dongfan a crushing blow: "Your blood pressure is so high—are you constantly thinking about that? I warn you, don't mess around in the hospital; if you cause any trouble, you'll bear the consequences."

"Who's messing around?!" Lin Dongfan protested sternly: "You can look down on me, but you can't doubt my wife's virtue—she has principles."

"You still have underwear on—does that hinder you from getting mighty?"

The nurse gave a withering glance, gathered her things, and prepared to leave.

"What gives you the right to talk back to my husband?!"

Seeing Chu Lingxi all riled up, seemingly ready to pick a fight, Lin Dongfan hastily grabbed her: "She might have just been dumped by some scumbag—cut her some slack."