Driver Zhang parked the car by the roadside and stood smoking in the corner by the wall.
Xia Zhi had just said she was only going up to take a look and should be back soon.
As a former small-time gangster who had successfully turned his life around, Driver Zhang cherished his current job deeply.
Employers like Miss Xia, who were generous and didn’t have elders constantly looking over their shoulders, were hard to come by these days.
So, to stay alert, Driver Zhang didn’t give himself a chance to doze off.
A sip of coffee, a puff of smoke—adrenaline pumping at its peak, as if he’d returned to the turbulent days of his youth, filled with fights and chaos.
Lost in nostalgia, the big, tattooed tough guy glanced back just in time to see his employer rushing toward him from the end of the small street.
The beautiful, fragile young girl, holding a man’s jacket in her left hand, was supporting a tall man with her right.
Crying as she fled.
The man looked battle-worn, with delicate tattoos on his arms, rugged eyebrow and lip piercings, and covered in blood.
Clearly a rising star in the underworld, fresh from a bloody brawl.
Ah, at that moment, the fire in Driver Zhang’s heart roared back to life.
The small street suddenly blurred, overlapping with the smoke-filled, chaotic Bund of over a decade ago, immersing him in his own gangster days.
Driver Zhang threw away his cigarette and coffee can, charging toward the small street.
As he ran, he reached behind his waist and pulled out a 50-centimeter-long telescopic baton.
“Miss Xia, you go first! I’ll cover the rear!”
Xia Zhi hadn’t yet recovered from the earlier shock when she suddenly saw her driver in such a passionate state.
Instead of feeling comforted, she grew even more frightened.
The man beside her also froze for a moment, looking puzzled at the tattooed, burly man rushing toward them.
As Driver Zhang got closer, Jiang Yifei kicked him.
“Damn it, what are you causing a scene for?”
Driver Zhang’s underworld dream shattered.
Embarrassed, he scratched his scalp and finally got a clear look at Jiang Yifei’s face.
Oh my god! Isn’t this…
Driver Zhang had been around the block. After becoming Xia Zhi’s driver, he’d also kept up with the gossip and happenings of the upper-class circles, so he recognized Jiang Yifei’s identity at a glance.
Whoever dared to cut Jiang Yifei…
The man couldn’t help but shudder. Alright, this kind of high-level underworld power struggle wasn’t something he could get involved in.
He immediately reached out, “Miss Xia, let me help you support…”
Before he could even touch Jiang Yifei’s clothes, he was kicked again.
Jiang Yifei shot him a disdainful glare, then put on an exaggerated act, groaning in pain.
“Ouch… it pulled on the wound… Xia Zhi, it hurts so much…”
Subtly, he pulled Xia Zhi even closer.
Okay…
Driver Zhang understood now—this young master was here for Miss Xia.
He immediately ran back to the car and helped open the door.
Unable to resist, he gave his employer an admiring look.
So charming~
Once in the car, Jiang Yifei tore off his tattered tank top and used tissues to wipe away the blood.
The cuts on his arms weren’t serious, but the wound on his stomach was quite deep and needed immediate professional treatment to stop the bleeding.
Xia Zhi instructed the driver,
“Driver Zhang, find the nearest hospital…”
“Not the hospital,”
Jiang Yifei immediately stopped her, “I can’t go to the hospital.”
His identity was tied to too many forces, and going to the hospital would bring the matter into the open, only causing more trouble.
Xia Zhi frowned. If not the hospital, then where should they go?
At that moment, the driver Zhang Siji up ahead laughed.
“Hey, leave it to me!”
Xia Zhi had a bad feeling about this.
Was Zhang Siji really going to take Jiang Yifei to…
Sure enough, over ten minutes later, her million-dollar nanny van… once again! Stopped right in front of that small clinic next to the vegetable market.
Zhang Siji got out of the car and opened the doors for the two of them.
Jiang Yifei wore a look of utter refusal: What the hell kind of place is this?!
Xia Zhi looked guilty: Driver Zhang… you don’t happen to have shares in this clinic, do you…
Jiang Yifei turned to look at Xia Zhi.
“Xia Zhi, you…”
Xia Zhi could only muster a brave smile for him.
“Jiang Yifei, this place might look shabby, but the doctor… is very professional.”
Young Master Jiang was once again fooled by her smile and got out of the car with a dark expression.
The doctor came out from the inner room, dressed exactly the same as last time.
Slippers paired with a white lab coat, casual and carefree.
Seeing Xia Zhi, he immediately greeted her.
“Well, if it isn’t the young lady who came last time! What? Did you overdo it again this time?”
After the greeting, without waiting for Xia Zhi’s response, he looked at Jiang Yifei sitting on the stool.
“Tsk, playing with knives this time… and you’ve switched to another handsome guy? Tsk tsk… you rich folks sure know how to have fun, huh…”
Xia Zhi’s face flushed bright red, and she hurriedly explained.
“No, no… it’s not what you think…”
But the doctor wasn’t listening at all!
He went back to the inner room to get disinfection and suturing tools, then right there in the seemingly dirty and messy front area, he began treating Jiang Yifei’s wound.
Jiang Yifei had initially refused, but seeing the doctor’s technique—extremely precise, even surpassing the doctors at his family’s private hospital—he complied.
As he stitched, the doctor joked.
“Hey, what’s there to be shy about? I’ve seen it all!”
“Just last month, for example, two young ‘duck’ brothers were brought in. Not a single spot on their bodies was intact, practically turned into broken ragdolls… all thanks to a wealthy lady…”
“And the month before that, a pretty popular young celebrity, didn’t he also come to me by reputation?”
“Failed piercing in a key area, got infected… tsk tsk, poor thing…”
At this point, the doctor looked up, sweeping his gaze over Jiang Yifei’s face.
He continued.
“This handsome young man here has so many piercings on his face. Seems like a fellow enthusiast. If they get infected next time, you can come find me too.”
Xia Zhi hadn’t said a word the whole time; she was already looking for a crack in the floor to hide in.
How could someone make every single sentence, without using a single dirty word, make people’s thoughts turn so utterly filthy?
“I… he and I… we… please stop talking…”
Right now, even her explanations sounded like excuses.
Finally, she fled in defeat, escaping back to her car.
“Haha~”
Jiang Yifei leaned his head back against the wall behind him, watching Xia Zhi’s flustered and adorable appearance, and grinned.
He raised an eyebrow at the doctor.
“Alright, if they get infected, I’ll come find you~”
The doctor smiled carefreely.
“You’re a regular, I’ll give you a discount then!”
When Xia Zhi came out of the small clinic, she realized a row of men in black were standing outside, though she didn’t know when they had arrived.
All uniformly dressed in black suits and black leather shoes, their faces carrying a murderous aura, eyes fixed straight ahead.
Clearly, they were Jiang Yifei’s family’s people.
Zhang Siji was huddled in the driver’s seat, not even daring to breathe loudly.
Following his line of sight, Xia Zhi turned her head. The small road they had come from was now lined with a row of black Audi cars.
Each one was understated, but lined up together, they exuded an overwhelming sense of pressure.
Had they followed her car here? Not only had she not noticed, but even Zhang Siji, the driver, probably had no idea they were being tailed.
This must be the professionalism of the underworld.
The man at the front had neatly combed, slicked-back hair and wore a pair of glasses, looking extremely professional and stern.
He nodded politely to Xia Zhi, then walked past her into the clinic.
Standing respectfully before Jiang Yifei, he said,
“Young Master.”
Jiang Yifei glanced up at him,
“Get out.”
The man bowed, then walked out of the clinic and resumed his post at the entrance.