Chapter 1043: Who Is the King of Cold Weapons?

someone she hated becoming uncomfortable was indeed gratifying.Ouyang Shishi tugged on the hem of her clothes and leaned forward slightly, as if making up her mind to ask: "Are you really not worried...Chapter 1043 Who Is the King of Cold Weapons

Wang Zheng quietly observed Li Yiran, while lying in the ICU, Li Yiran was unaware that she was separated from Wang Zheng by just a transparent glass wall.

The last words spoken by Li Yiran touched everyone's hearts. Online, people had already started voting, and the support rate for Wang Zheng to accept Li Yiran was 100%.

If there were no unexpected developments, it was certain that Li Yiran would be elected as one of the top ten most touching figures in China this year. Her moving words and tragic actions drove countless people to tears uncontrollably.

How could such a seemingly delicate young lady make such a brave move

"What are you thinking about now" Wang Zheng looked at the figure behind the glass wall and softly said, "You've been working too hard. Take this opportunity to rest well."

The only one who knew whether Li Yiran could hear him was herself.

Wang Zheng sighed lightly; if it hadn't been for him, Li Yiran wouldn’t have ended up like this. Although the wicked Arrogo had died, could that bring back Li Yiran's life

At this moment, He Yan stood beside Wang Zheng.

"The situation is not optimistic. The doctors have done their utmost to save her; it’s a miracle she has maintained such vital signs," He Yan said softly, looking at Li Yiran with a solemn expression.

"I've already thought of it." Wang Zheng nodded and said.

"A severe impact to the head has caused serious internal bleeding in the skull, leading to a major concussion. Blood clots are pressing on many nerves; even our most renowned neurosurgeons cannot remove all of them, leaving only hope for these blood clots to dissolve naturally."

Wang Zheng took a deep breath: "What is the probability that these blood clots will dissolve naturally"

"Less than 0.5%, and even this assumes that Li Yiran's brain injuries recover on their own." He Yan's face was ashen.

Wang Zheng had previously said that if He Yan couldn't save Li Yiran, he would dismantle the headquarters of the State Security Bureau. It seemed now that its fate was precarious. However, Wang Zheng did not feel like doing such a pointless thing.

"Brain injuries recovering on their own, 0.5%... Even though I had anticipated this answer, the extremely low probability still leaves me uneasy. This number represents—impossibility."

"Does this mean she will have to lie here forever" Wang Zheng's face was grim; three words flashed through his mind: zombie. These were words that filled one with despair.

Li Yiran should be enjoying her wonderful life and the attention of everyone, but because of him, she had become like this. How could he not feel remorse For a girl to suffer such a restriction on her life due to him was absolutely unfair.

But no matter how unfair it is, what can be done now Even China's most renowned neurosurgeons are at a loss; all they can do is wait—for an almost impossible miracle to occur.

Xiao Chenyu and Zhang Xuan were both out of immediate danger. The former had his shoulder severely injured by Endi Yuchen, nearly incapacitating it, while the latter had several ribs broken. Both were lying in a hospital room; if they rested properly, they should be able to recover completely—though the time needed for their recovery would be extremely long.

"Hey, tell me, who between us is really the King of Chinese Cold Weapons Haha, ouch!" Zhang Xuan turned to look at Xiao Chenyu, who had been silent all day. He chuckled but laughed too hard and pulled his wound, resulting in a cry that made him grimace with pain.

"You're useless," said Xiao Chenyu dismissively, looking bored. Although the title of King of Chinese Cold Weapons was tempting, it wasn't something he particularly cared about.

"Don’t bring up nationality nonsense. Even if I’m American-born, I’m still ethnically Han and can compete with you for the title," Zhang Xuan continued to argue.

"If you really want to be top dog, we could fight now," Xiao Chenyu shrugged indifferently.

"Fight now Hahaha, based on your current state… ouch!" Zhang Xuan laughed triumphantly but shrieked in pain again.

Xiao Chenyu, you can’t even use the Golden Blade or Silver Thread anymore with your right shoulder injured; how do you expect to fight me With one arm broken, you won’t even be able to handle basic stuff like personal hygiene! And I’m not boasting; despite my own injuries, taking down a handicapped you is still easy for me!

"Can't take care of myself" Xiao Chenyu almost laughed at Zhang Xuan’s words. "I have women who can help."

The two injured men were still debating who could beat whom, and this conversation sounded very strange to the nurses outside.

"Anyway, I can easily beat you now, so shut up and don’t provoke me," Zhang Xuan wanted to assert his dominance but completely forgot that he was the one provoking before.

Xiao Chenyu sneered: "Try if you dare. If you can defeat me, then I'll admit you are the King of Chinese Cold Weapons."

"Really" Zhang Xuan's eyes immediately sparkled with excitement: "Are you sure"

"I'm not bored enough to toy with an idiot," Xiao Chenyu said.

"You said who is the fool... You wait!" Zhang Xuan angrily pulled out his fan-knife, intending to give Xiao Chenyu a taste of it!

But at this moment, a streak of golden light suddenly flew from Xiao Chenyu's sickbed, swift like the wind, swiftly passing by Zhang Xuan's nose and forehead before embedding itself into the wall behind Zhang Xuan’s head!

Seeing that silver thread just one centimeter above his nose, Zhang Xuan almost wet himself in fear!

"My god... Your right hand is completely disabled, how can you still..." Zhang Xuan stammered, too afraid to even move a finger for fear of touching the razor-sharp silver thread above his head. How did Xiao Chenyu do that He suddenly pulled out his knife and if it had missed by just an inch, he would have been cleaved in two!

The usually cold Xiao Chenyu turned around, still with a cool voice but hinting at some amusement: "I forgot to tell you, I'm left-handed."

"What... You're actually left-handed..." Zhang Xuan never would have imagined that Xiao Chenyu, who always wielded his knife in his right hand in the eyes of the world, was actually left-handed! This meant that this guy's left hand is even stronger than his right!

“What kind of freak am I competing with for the title of China’s Master of Cold Weapons” Zhang Xuan felt too humiliated by Xiao Chenyu and couldn’t help spitting out a mouthful of blood.

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