WARNING! Tsundere President

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Lu Zhaoyang leaned against the wall and let out a long sigh. Soon, the nurse ran back into the operating theater with a few blood bags in her hands. There was no news from the operating room for quite some time. At this time, footsteps were heard in the quiet corridor.

It was Huo Li. He brought her a bag of new clothes. "Sister-in-law, go and get changed. I will be here." Lu Zhaoyang took the bag but did not leave. Huo Li looked at the entrance of the operating room, sighing.

He was screwed; he had not caught the assassin.

"How is it? Who did this?" Lu Zhaoyang asked, her voice was calm. "He got away!" Huo Li clenched his fists. His ever-smiling face looked coldly somber. A hint of disappointment flashed across Lu Zhaoyang's eyes. She would be living in fear as long as the assassin was still at large.

Who was so gutsy to open fire in public?

Neither of them talked again. The aseptic smell-filled corridor quieted down until the doors of the operating theater swung open and Huo Yunting was carted out.

Huo Yunting was still unconscious under the influence of the anesthetic and excessive bleeding. Lu Zhaoyang followed all the way to the ward, where the air was fresh. When she walked in, she realized how the blood stank on her body.

Since Huo Li was here, she went to the washroom to quickly get changed.

When Lu Zhaoyang came back out, Huo Li was already nowhere to be seen. She walked over to the bed and sat down. She had never seen Huo Yunting so fragile in her life.

She rather wished to see him in his usual arrogant face.

Now, Huo Yunting laid in the hospital bed like a lifeless puppet. After an hour, Lu Zhaoyang only thought of Lu Bai. She made a phone call outside the ward. Knowing that Lu Bai was safe and at home now, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Lu Zhaoyang tucked her phone and turned to go back in. She suddenly froze as she found Huo Chen, who came out of nowhere, standing before her.

He had not left the city?

"How is Yunting?" Huo Chen looked down at her little face and asked in a whisper. "And you—how are you?" Huo Chen got the news that a shooting happened and was far away at the time. By the time he arrived, Huo Li had left the shooting scene.

The assassin got away. But Huo Chen had a gut feeling that it had everything to do with the organization. "I'm fine. Huo Yunting saved me and was injured. He has just come out of the operation and is still unconscious."

Her halfhearted look ached Huo Chen. "Be careful when you are out there, I will—"

"You don't have to worry about me. I may spend most of my time in the hospital. He is here only because of me and I have to take care of him. The old lady does not wish us to see each other again." Lu Zhaoyang did not look at Huo Chen but she felt terrible with every word she uttered.

Knowing that there was no future for them, it was better not to have any reverie again for the good of both of them. Huo Chen's eyes, full of gentleness, still affixed upon her even if she could not see it.

"Yang Yang, no matter what our future will be, I wish you well." If she found happiness with Yunting, he would not disturb her again. But what happened today was no trivial matter. He would still be worried about her even if she were with Huo Yunting.

"I also wish you well. You had better return to the military." Lu Zhaoyang always looked into the ward with the corner of her eyes, worrying that Huo Yunting might wake up any time.