Republic of China, 1922: Rise from the Post-Zhili-Fengtian War

When the car came to a stop at the entrance of the brigade, Jiang Dengxuan, Gao Tianqi, and others were already standing on the steps.

Jiang Dengxuan had probably just taken a shower and was resting when he heard that something had happened on the old road. He hurriedly ran to the door with a few people from the brigade headquarters to wait.

"Are you two alright?"

Gao Tianqi was the first to greet them. Seeing that both of them were injured and looked disheveled, the usually gentle and refined Xiao Suanpan suddenly swore: "This, what the hell did that bastard do? Yang Song, you bastard—"

Jiang Dengxuan quickly stepped forward and reached out to support Gu Cheng's uninjured arm. "What happened? There was such a commotion on the street; we heard it all at the brigade headquarters!"

Zhang Tingshu wiped the blood from his forehead, cursed, and said, "Sigh, it's a long story. Let's go inside and talk."

The group entered the main hall. Gu Cheng sat down in a chair, took the wet towel handed to him by Gao Tianqi, wiped the dust off his face, and said a few words briefly—Old Malu was buying something when he was targeted, and two hand grenades were thrown into the alley.

They took action and successfully apprehended the person.

At this point, Gu Cheng looked up and around: "Where's Lao Yang?"

Yang Hao was cleaning the wound on Zhang Tingshu's forehead when he heard his words and turned around: "Master Gu, Old Yang is furious. He said he wants to interrogate those two assassins himself... He just mentioned that you need me to go to the solitary confinement room to call him if you need anything."

Before Gu Cheng could speak, Zhang Tingshu said irritably, "All you do is try to make amends... It's all because of that damned old Yang, he caused me to get hurt. If this scar prevents me from finding a wife..."

Before he could finish speaking, the butler, Zhou Ran, trotted in and said that Wang Yuyou and Jiang Yingrong had arrived.

No sooner had these words been spoken than hurried footsteps echoed in the courtyard, followed by Wang Yuyou and Jiang Yingrong leading a white-bearded doctor into the room.

"Jingchuan, you scared us to death!"

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Jiang Yingrong rushed into the room and went straight to Gu Cheng, staring intently at him and asking repeatedly, "Are you hurt anywhere? Hurry up and take a look—"

As she spoke, she hurriedly said to the doctor, "Doctor, please take a look at me."

Wang Yuyou stood next to Gu Cheng without saying a word, her gaze fixed on the wound on his arm.

The wound had stopped bleeding, but the cuffs were soaked, and the bloodstains had stained a small dark red patch.

She watched for a while, then put down the handkerchief in her hand, as if realizing that she couldn't help much with her empty hands, or as if she didn't know what to say, and just stood there.

The doctor had already put down his medicine box and squatted down to examine the wound on Gu Cheng's arm.

The room was quiet for a short while, with only the faint sound of cotton wool being soaked in water.

Zhang Tingshu sat to the side, glancing at Gu Cheng being fawned over, opened his mouth several times as if to speak, then finally cleared his throat: "Um... everyone, my wound is still bleeding. Could you two ladies perhaps share some of your good medicine with me?"

Jiang Yingrong glanced back at him, then turned back again, handing the doctor a pair of scissors as she replied, "Chief of Staff Zhang, you sound so strong, you must not be seriously injured."

Hearing this from the wall, Jiang Dengxuan couldn't help but laugh, and the room was instantly filled with life again.

Wang Yuyou stood next to the medicine box, a slight smile playing on her lips, but she remained silent.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Tingshu's face was filled with indignation: "Just because I have a strong voice doesn't mean I'm not in pain! My wound is bleeding too. I was bombed alongside you Jingchuan brothers, so why is there such a big difference in treatment?"

Everyone in the room laughed.

After laughing enough, Jiang Dengxuan walked over, picked up the medicine bottle and gauze from the table, and placed them in front of Zhang Tingshu: "Alright, alright, I'll bandage it for you, so you won't feel like you've suffered a great injustice later."

Zhang Tingshu snorted, said nothing more, but sat still and let Jiang Dengxuan treat the wound on his forehead.

"The wound isn't deep, and it didn't injure any bones or tendons. It will heal in a few days with rest." The doctor straightened up and glanced at Gu Cheng's forehead again. "That abrasion on your forehead is just a superficial wound; just clean it up."

Jiang Yingrong seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and Wang Yuyou then looked at Gu Cheng with a hint of concern: "Does it hurt? That assassin was truly despicable. If anything had happened to you—"

Gu Cheng coughed lightly to interrupt her: "I'm fine, aren't I? Don't worry, nothing's wrong... I'm going to your house for a banquet tomorrow! Oh, and Ting Shu, didn't we buy a gift?"

Zhang Tingshu snorted and remained silent, as if he were truly angry.

Jiang Yingrong chimed in, "So you and Jingchuan went to Old Road to buy gifts? But that's strange. Who did you mention it to before you went? Also, was the assassin following you the whole time? How did he manage to hurt someone?"

That statement hit the nail on the head.

Gu Cheng's expression suddenly darkened: Yes, his and Zhang Tingshu's trip to buy gifts was a spur-of-the-moment decision—

The main reason was Jiang Dengxuan's arrival; he also planned to buy a few things for this sixth brother.

"Yes, Master Gu, you instructed me to make preparations today. We haven't even had time to go out yet after settling Mr. Jiang in, and you—"

Zhou Ran was equally bewildered. "Could it be that someone in our household has leaked the information?"

Gao Tianqi shook his head: "Impossible. Even if an assassin is fast, they wouldn't be able to move this quickly. Jingchuan, I've already notified the Chamber of Commerce. Li Mao and the others should be on their way and should arrive soon."

Gu Cheng regained his composure and said softly, "There are many merchants coming and going on Old Road every day, and it's the peak season for shipping goods. The streets are crowded and noisy. Even if the assassins were really sent by the Japanese, it would be much easier for them to find their contact than for us. I suspect that someone has been watching our brigade headquarters for a while now."

Zhang Tingshu nodded and said, "That's true! They might already be camped out near the old road, or even just watching it—"

Even if we didn't throw those two grenades today, someone would still be sent to assassinate us tomorrow. I think we should interrogate them thoroughly first. If there are still people on that line, we can't wait for them to react.

Gu Cheng stood up: "Don't tell anyone that Ting Shu and I are not seriously injured. If anyone asks, just say that we are seriously injured and that we probably won't be able to attend the Duke of Min's banquet tomorrow."

The room fell silent for a moment.

Gao Tianqi was the first to react: "I understand. I'll have someone pass on the message right away."

Zhang Tingshu was sitting in a chair, having his forehead treated by Jiang Dengxuan. Hearing this, he didn't stop what he was doing, but he immediately replied, "You're quick with your moves. They just made a move over there, and we've already retreated. Nobody can figure out what's going on."

Gu Cheng didn't reply, but turned his gaze to the white-bearded doctor.

The doctor was packing his medicine box when Gu Cheng glanced at him and paused, as if unsure whether he should continue.

Wang Yuyou glanced over and said softly, "Dr. Xu is one of us, he won't say anything out of line." She then looked at the doctor again, "You agree, Dr. Xu, right?"