A Divine Farmer

Chapter 163 - An Unexpected Result!!!

After the bullet was removed, there was no change in the readings on the various medical instruments—a curious occurrence. But within the next three seconds, Zhu Tanfan was astonished to see the patient's vital signs rapidly normalizing.

Yet, this wasn't the most baffling aspect. If it were merely a matter of the data, one could attribute it to a successful surgery. However, Zhu Tanfan noticed with great attention that even the wound on Su Mei's forehead had healed completely.

At that moment, not a single scar could be found. While Zhu Tanfan could claim a small role in reviving Su Mei, the instantaneous healing of her wound was beyond his comprehension, leaving no trace whatsoever.

“Alright, Dean Zhu, she has recovered,” Zhang Xiaolong glanced outside before continuing, “However, I hope you won't discuss what happened here with anyone else. Just say it was your surgery that saved Miss Su, okay?”

“This…” Zhu Tanfan chuckled awkwardly, “How can I take such a significant credit from you? Besides, young man, you should realize who this girl is. Having the Su family owe you a favor could be immensely beneficial, don't you understand?”

Zhang Xiaolong gave a forced laugh, well aware of the potential benefits, but then he hesitated briefly, “Alright, Miss Su is awake. Still, I would prefer it if you kept this confidential, Dean Zhu. I don't want that kind of attention.”

Zhu Tanfan was taken aback once more. He hadn't noticed any signs of Su Mei regaining consciousness, yet Zhang Xiaolong had discerned it instantly.

Given the earlier miraculous healing, Zhu Tanfan trusted Zhang Xiaolong's observation. He nodded earnestly, “Rest assured, I won't mention a word of this without your consent. Keeping this quiet is also a matter of pride for our hospital.”

For any hospital, reviving someone on the brink of death is a commendable feat that would surely garner widespread acclaim—a win-win situation.

As they conversed, Su Mei indeed opened her eyes and sat up on the operating table. She turned to Zhang Xiaolong and asked, “Was it you who saved me?”

Even in her unconscious state, she had retained a degree of awareness. She remembered the conflict Zhang Xiaolong had with the police and bodyguards to ensure Dean Zhu performed the surgery on her. With that recollection, she recognized the young man before her as her rescuer.

“Without Dean Zhu's assistance, I couldn't have saved you by myself,” Zhang Xiaolong candidly acknowledged.

Indeed, as Zhu Tanfan mentioned, the Su family owes me a favor, which is always advantageous. Besides, I'm eager to uncover the truth about Su Mei's situation. Having this favor makes it much easier to converse.

“Who are you? Have we met before?” Su Mei asked, batting her lovely, large eyes. She seemed to be inquiring, yet she was quite aware that she had never met the man before her.

He had an unmistakable allure about him, as if he carried the essence of sunlight, which made people instinctively want to draw closer. It was an entirely new sensation for her.

“I'm Zhang Xiaolong. We may not have met before, but I'm hoping we can become friends going forward,” Zhang Xiaolong said with a smile. “Miss Su, if you could wait just a moment, I need to wake Captain Yao.”

Approaching Yao Feng, he gently nudged him, and Yao Feng promptly came to.

Upon seeing Zhang Xiaolong, Yao Feng sprang to his feet, ready to reprimand him, but then his eyes bulged in astonishment. “Miss Su, you're awake?”

He had harbored only a faint hope that she might awaken, so her recovery was a genuine shock.

No, something was off. Yao Feng quickly grasped the source of his surprise. It was unthinkable for someone to be conversing so normally right after regaining consciousness. How could that be possible?

“Now that we're all alert, I'd like to ask Miss Su about the incident. I hope you can share what happened,” Zhang Xiaolong requested kindly.

“Go ahead and ask. I'm alright, and I'll share everything I know,” Su Mei replied, her eyes sparkling, clearly showing her fondness for the man before her.

“Who shot you? Did you catch a glimpse of the assailant?” Zhang Xiaolong inquired, maintaining his composure.

Despite her recovery, Su Mei had narrowly escaped a gunshot, and it was natural for her to be emotionally affected.

Yao Feng listened intently, his focus sharpening. The evidence at the police station all pointed to Wang Zongming. Without new information, it seemed likely that Wang Zongming would be deemed the culprit.

Zhang Xiaolong had come to Su Mei's aid just in time, and as a result, her testimony was particularly straightforward.

“I saw it,” Su Mei stated, her voice steady, “I never expected him to shoot at me…”

“Who is ‘he'?” Yao Feng asked urgently.

“It's Wang Zongming!” Su Mei declared with conviction.

“What?” Zhang Xiaolong was taken aback. This was completely at odds with his initial assumptions.

Yao Feng gave him a puzzled look. “This matches the evidence we have. The gun had only Wang Zongming's fingerprints. We've confirmed that the bullet that hit Miss Su was indeed fired from that weapon. Do you have any doubts?”

“To tell you the truth, I'm a friend of Wang Zongming. His wife asked me to come and help,” Zhang Xiaolong confessed, perplexed, “But why would Wang Zongming want to kill you? How did you two come into contact?”

“I'm not sure. Before the incident, Hee Jia had arranged to meet me there. But for some reason, she was delayed, and Wang Zongming showed up instead. As soon as he got out of the car, he started shooting at me. After that, I don't remember anything else,” Su Mei recounted, trying to piece together the events, but that was all she could recall.

“Who is Hee Jia?” Zhang Xiaolong inquired, a hint of suspicion in his tone.

“She's a close friend and also my current assistant. She wouldn't intentionally hurt me,” Su Mei assured him.

Yao Feng breathed a sigh of relief. “It looks like we can wrap up this case. I owe you thanks for helping Miss Su regain consciousness, thwarting the criminal's plans, and bringing us closer to the truth.”

Zhang Xiaolong was indifferent to the praise. He had invested so much effort, and this was not the conclusion he had hoped for.

“Freeze!”

As he was about to ask another question, the operating room door was suddenly forced open from the outside. Police officers burst in, guns drawn.

“Don't shoot!” Yao Feng, concerned about potential friendly fire, quickly intervened, “We're all on the same team here!”

Recognizing Yao Feng and his explanation, the officers holstered their weapons. Following the commotion, a man in his fifties hurriedly made his way through the crowd.

“Mei, I'm relieved to see you awake,” the man said with a mix of urgency and compassion. “Rest assured, I'd risk everything to ensure that scoundrel Wang Zongming pays for his actions.”

“Dad, I'm okay now, thanks to Zhang Xiaolong and Dean Zhu,” Su Mei responded, though she believed that Xiaolong was the main reason she was safe.

“Young man, I, Su Mingtang, am in your debt,” Mr. Su declared earnestly. “Whatever you need in the future, don't hesitate to come to me.”

After a moment of thought, Zhang Xiaolong replied, “Actually, there is something I'd like to ask for your assistance with, Mr. Su.”