Upon hearing these three words, the little lamb lying in the bedding suddenly opened his eyes, but Pei Xiangjin ignored him and waited for the answer.
"I heard it's already finished..."
Before the programmer could finish speaking, Pei Xiangjin said, "Go find him, and bring his boss along."
At this moment, Yi Heye was lying on the bed in a daze.
According to Dr. Lin, the surgery was very successful, but he felt nothing. He had just woken up from general anesthesia and was still unable to move his body.
"You are in very good condition right now. There is no recovery period for this surgery. You can resume your normal life once the anesthesia wears off."
Dr. Lin's words put Yi Heye at ease. He asked, "Approximately when will we have to wait?"
"One or two days?" Dr. Lin said. "Given your physical condition, it should be even faster."
Yi Heye nodded—he wondered what the situation was like on Jian Yunxian's side.
Just as Dr. Lin left the ward, hurried footsteps came from the doorway. Before she could see anyone, she heard familiar voices talking.
"Xiao Pei, what are you doing here now?" Director Li's voice came from outside. "Xiao Yi just had surgery and needs some peace and quiet..."
"Director Li, don't worry, I won't hurt Yi Heye," Pei Xiangjin said. "I just deliberately leaked the information about our arrival to SHEEP. I've always felt that this guy still has feelings for Yi Heye, and he'll definitely come in his true form. Then we can capture his real body alive..."
Yi Heye frowned. He tried to sit up, but he couldn't muster any strength.
"What do you mean by 'still having feelings for someone from the past'!" Director Li strongly disagreed with this statement. "Yesterday, Xiao Yi expressed his determination to me, saying that he and SHEEP are mortal enemies, and that he will personally win him back no matter what!"
Yi Heye felt guilty about this statement, so he silently shrank back into the quilt.
Director Li was still busy educating the younger generation: "If you can't catch them this time, you're completely finished!"
Pei Xiangjin: "Director Li, don't worry. Yi Heye just had surgery and needs companionship the most. He will definitely come to see him no matter what. All we can do is wait..."
Before the words were even finished, the two of them stood frozen in front of the ward.
Yi Heye, lying in his hospital bed, was also stunned.
The aftereffects of general anesthesia rendered his senses so impaired that he was completely unaware when the windows of the tall building behind him opened.
A familiar sandalwood scent gently enveloped him.
Inside the ward, Jian Yunxian, dressed in a white suit, stood beside Yi Heye.
He smiled as he looked at the two people outside the ward, one arm around Yi Heye's neck, the other holding a gun to his temple.
"Don't move, or I'll kill him."
Author's Note:
Mei Zong: Baby, let me explain...
Chapter 124, number 124
The two people outside the door were somewhat prepared for what was about to happen, but they certainly didn't expect to see such a shocking scene as soon as they entered.
Director Li was quite frightened and quickly raised his hands in surrender: "We won't move, you release the person first."
Seeing that Jian Yunxian remained unmoved, Director Li angrily muttered to Pei Xiangjin, whose face was equally unpleasant, "Is this what you call lingering feelings for an old flame?!"
Inside the room, the atmosphere between the two was equally tense.
When the cool muzzle of the gun was pressed against his temple, Yi Heye's drowsiness immediately dissipated.
This posture, which threatened his life, ignited his instinctive anger, yet he couldn't suppress the excitement that made every cell in his body tremble.
He absolutely refused to allow himself to be in such a disadvantageous position. This damned and intense thought overshadowed his complex feelings for Jian Yunxian, and even directly overshadowed the effects of the anesthetic.
Like a cheetah that has caught the scent of blood, Yi Heye's actions were completely driven by instinct.
Almost instantly, he raised his elbow and knocked away Jian Yunxian's gun-wielding hand, then twisted his wrist with astonishing force.
"Damn it...!" Pei Xiangjin, who was outside the door, cursed in horror when he saw the scene. He quickly drew his pistol, but looking at the two people entangled in the room, he did not dare to pull the trigger.
With a "bang," Yi Heye flipped over and pinned the man against the wall. Seeing Jian Yunxian's rather surprised expression, he was completely unprepared for the other party to directly confront him.
This guy clearly just woke up from general anesthesia; he must have a cow inside him to be so resilient.
Seeing the anxious look on his face, Director Li panicked: "Xiao Pei, please help me!"
Pei Xiangjin's marksmanship was among the best in the security department, but the angle of the doorway completely blocked Jian Yunxian's view, leaving the bullets, which couldn't curve, with nowhere to land.
So he simply abandoned his forte, shooting, and strode in to lend a hand.
But before he could rush in, Jian Yunxian, who was pinned against the wall by Yi Heye, suddenly laughed, and the offensive in front of him once again reversed course—
"Let's see how many more seconds you can keep up this act."
When Yi Heye heard Jian Yunxian's smiling voice, he already knew something was wrong—Jian Yunxian's face pulled him out of his adrenaline rush, and in just a moment of relaxation, the numbing effect surged up like a tidal wave.
"three."
As the countdown began, Yi Heye's movements became stiff. He looked at Jian Yunxian's face, and his breathing became labored.
"two."
In the second, his grip on Jian Yunxian's wrist completely gave way. He heard Pei Xiangjin's approaching footsteps and knew that this person wanted to lend a hand.
He didn't want Pei Xiangjin to get involved, whether it was helping or making things worse, so he gritted his teeth and blocked Pei Xiangjin's view.
"one."
When the word "one" landed, he felt dizzy and, amidst Jian Yunxian's smile and Pei Xiangjin's curses, he collapsed uncontrollably.
This vertical drop completely disrupted Pei Xiangjin's prepared actions. By the time he saw Jian Yunxian's exposed body and was about to draw his gun to fire, it was already too late.
The man caught Yi Heye, who was about to collapse, with one hand, and with the other hand, he picked up the dropped pistol from somewhere, even calmly twirling it between his fingers—
This gun-spinning pose is Yi Heye's signature move, and at this moment it clearly carries a hint of provocation.
When the gun was pointed at Pei Xiangjin, the other person's hand was only halfway up in the air. It wasn't that Pei Xiangjin's personal ability was insufficient; it was obvious that this guy had become so powerful that his agility exceeded human limits.
At this moment, Pei Xiangjin belatedly realized that he was facing an AI.
Because this guy acted too humanly, Pei Xiangjin always forgot about this point during the confrontation.
Looking at the dark muzzle of the gun pointed at him, and then at Yi Heye, who was being held hostage and powerless to resist, Pei Xiangjin, covered in sweat and pale-faced, raised his hands.
Jian Yunxian gestured with his chin at him: "Step back."
Pei Xiangjin had no choice but to obediently leave the ward.
After creating a safe distance, Jian Yunxian quickly dragged the limp Yi Heye to the window, a move that made Director Li tense up: "What are you doing?!"
Just as Director Li and Pei Xiangjin rushed over to pull him away, Jian Yunxian had already scooped Yi Heye up and placed him on the windowsill.
The wind, several stories high, ruffled the hem of his clothes, and the orange sunset accentuated his figure, giving him the air of a dashing outlaw.
Jian Yunxian looked at the two rushing towards him, smiled, and bowed to them:
"Goodbye, officers."
The next second, he hugged Yi Heye tightly and looked straight up into the abyss behind him.
"Hold!!"
When Pei Xiangjin and Director Li arrived at the window, the two had already disappeared due to gravity. Director Li stumbled and was about to fall when, in the next second, a red aerial sports car hovered in front of the window, and the window slowly rolled down.
"Director Li!"
A light, cheerful voice came from inside the car. Upon closer inspection, Jian Yunxian, wearing sunglasses, was leaning against the window looking at him. Meanwhile, Yi Heye, who had lost consciousness, lay face down on the passenger seat next to him, pale and lifeless. At least for the time being, he was not in danger.
"Catch it!"
The next second, an unidentified object was thrown through the car window.
Director Li instinctively took it, thinking it was a bomb or something. Just as he was about to throw it back, he realized it was a can of Yu Lao Ji herbal tea.
Looking up, he met the smile of his former subordinate, who was both polite and arrogant: "Calm down, I apologize for the intrusion."
This time, Pei Xiangjin's bullets flew like raindrops without any hesitation, but it was too late. The sports car with its windows closed was like wearing a thick layer of armor, and the bullets that landed on it couldn't even leave a shallow dent; they were all blocked without exception.
At this time, reinforcements from downstairs had arrived, but to no avail.
As if in a provocation, the sports car circled the heavily armed crowd below, spraying bullets everywhere, before Jian Yunxian slowly opened the roof, waved to the "audience" behind him without turning his head, leaving the clamor behind, and completely disappeared into the arrogant red sunset.
"Damn it, damn it..." Director Li held the can of Yu Lao Ji herbal tea in his hand, his heart colder than the herbal tea itself. "You surnamed Pei, if anything happens to Xiao Yi, I'll fight you to the death..."
In the empty hospital room, two people, their hearts heavy with despair, smoked one cigarette after another, while the atmosphere inside the red supercar that had sped away in the sky was not as relaxed as it seemed.
Jian Yunxian, wearing sunglasses, drove silently in the front seat, glancing occasionally at Yi Heye lying in the passenger seat, showing none of the composure and calmness he had displayed earlier.
The car drove away from the encirclement, and Xiaoyunduo, who had been waiting in the back seat for a long time, finally popped out like bamboo shoots after a spring rain and put on her little sunglasses.
During this period of time as a left-behind child, Director Li took good care of it. Little Cloud was too embarrassed to openly betray him, so it could only wait until everyone behind it was gone before it could be affectionate with its father.
"Meow~ Meow meow!"
After a long separation, Little Cloud couldn't hide its joy at being reunited with its beloved dad. It excitedly wagged its tail in the back seat, eager to tell its dad everything.
"Okay, okay, I missed you too." Jian Yunxian looked at Xiaoyunduo, who was grinning like a puppy with her tongue lolling out, in the rearview mirror, and his expression melted as well. "Have you been taking good care of yourself lately?"
Little Cloud immediately raised its head and puffed out its chest: "Meow!"
Jian Yunxian looked at its body, which had gotten even fatter, and couldn't help but chuckle: "It's clear you haven't been neglecting yourself."
Little Cloud took these words as a compliment and accepted them wholeheartedly. She wagged her little tail more and more happily and chattered on and on to Jian Yunxian.
It must be said that Jian Yunxian is quite patient in raising children. While observing Yi Heye's situation, she coaxed and chatted with Xiaoyunduo all the way.
Along the way, Yi Heye woke up intermittently five or six times, each time giving him a friendly look, but none of them overcame the limits of human physiology and disarmed him with their bare hands like the first time.
He simply opened his eyes, glared angrily at Jian Yunxian, then, too weak to even utter a few words, he drifted off to sleep again, muttering curses.
Jian Yunxian suddenly thought of a cat that had just been spayed/neutered, still under anesthesia, looking half-dead.
Yi Heye did indeed go through a period of near-death experience.
He felt like he was going back and forth countless times between being completely drained and coming back to life. Every time he had the energy to do something, he would lose consciousness again out of control.
This is different from the feeling of being sick and uncomfortable. It's just that he can't wake up and can't exert any strength. It's not very painful, but it still bothers him a lot.
His consciousness was like an old, faulty television, flickering intermittently with static, giving him no chance to think or process anything, and making it impossible for him to distinguish between the past and the present, or between dreams and reality.
In his confusion, he vaguely recalled that he had fought as if by muscle memory. He tried hard to remember who the other person was. When Jian Yunxian's face appeared in his memory again, he, who was originally a little irritable, suddenly calmed down.